My heroines are alive

Chapter 6 "My Lady Is the Blood Queen"

When mentioning the three other books he wrote, Lin Jue's tone was full of pride, as if he was introducing the children he had cultivated.

Of course, Lin Jue doesn't know where his pride comes from. After all, he has made no achievements in other novels.

Before that, the two books that Lin Jue had just finished writing, "Love Game Starting from Tokyo Villain" and "The Big Ladies' Table" were standard light novels, and he hadn't written them in other categories.

"Fantasy, Xianxia, ​​Urban... Is this the category of novels on your website?"

At this time, Gong Mingyue picked up the mouse and clicked on the screen while listening.

These three categories happen to be in the first few positions in the upper left corner of the "Start Chinese Website" web page, and they are more conspicuous than the science fiction, heavens, games, history and "more" in the back.

After clicking on those categories, I found that there were some titles that Gong Mingyue was very unfamiliar with.

"Xingmen. Dafeng Dachangren. Ye's naming technique, it looks very powerful just by hearing the name."

"That's for sure. These are the top powerhouses who fought in the three major battlefields, staying at the top of the pyramid."

"Three major battlefields? Is it so scary? It's just a novel."

"It's just writing a novel? Heh heh heh, to be able to say such things, it can only be said that you still don't understand what kind of devil's lair the starting point is."

Talking about the place where he worked, Lin Jue moved his shoulders slightly, and then stated in a dignified tone.

When people in the web literature industry talk about this website, they usually use the word "Warring States" to describe its fierce internal competition.

Among the many classifications at the starting point, Fantasy, Xianxia, ​​and City are always the top three giants, and the number of great gods who have ever appeared is extremely large, leaving other classifications far behind.

The "Fantasy Division" has always been the center of the development of online literature. Most of the classics that break the circle come from the fantasy zone. Therefore, the battle in the fantasy zone has always been extremely fierce. In addition to creativity and writing, great perseverance and dedication are required. Opportunities can show their talents, which can be called the cemetery of newcomers.

"Xianxia Division" used to be a representative of online literature in the early days. Although it has not been as strong as it used to be in recent years, it still has a large number of well-known masters. These masters sit on the nine clouds and watch the changes with a smile. , I stood still, which made it difficult for the lower level to rise up, which can be called the cemetery for newcomers.

Compared with the former two, "urban division" is closer to life and more conducive to attracting new readers, and it does not have so many rules and regulations under the inherent impression. Therefore, various black technology routines have emerged frequently over the years, even the great gods and the small gods He was also forced to introvert crazily, and the rookie was even more miserable, which can be called the cemetery of rookies.

After listening to Lin Jue's introduction, the corner of Gong Mingyue's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"You are a cemetery for newcomers, which means to tell newcomers not to write."

"That's not the case. Anyway, there is no threshold in this industry. Anyone can try it out. It's just that if a hundred people come in, at most, only one can make a living from it."

"What kind of weird setting is this 'Starting PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds' setting, one hundred authors parachuted to the starting point island, only one can eat chicken, right? What about the light novel area where my book is located? I actually don't understand light novels yet What means."

Fantasy, fairy tale, city, these divisions are not difficult for Gong Mingyue to understand, but what the hell is this light novel?

When mentioning this matter, Lin Jue could only shrug his shoulders and said, "If you think you are writing a light novel, then it can be a light novel."

".What?"

"The classification of light novels is all-encompassing, fantasy, urban, fantasy, suspense, heavens, fairy tales, fan. Anyway, there are all kinds of books, so you say what you write is what you write."

"What a confusing description. I thought it was a light-hearted novel."

"Any type of novel can be read easily and happily. Speaking of which, my other three new books were originally planned to be submitted to the light novel section, but they were rejected by the editor."

"The other three books? By the way, can I read those three books too? I'm very interested in this."

Knowing that she is the heroine of one of the four books, Gong Mingyue is naturally curious about what kind of person the heroines of the other three books are.

Lin Jue also said generously: "Yes, let's start with "The Mysterious Throne". It is a story setting in a fantasy world, which is quite interesting."

Just like that, in front of Gong Mingyue, Lin Jue clicked on the manuscript of "The Throne of Mysteries", also known as "My Wife Is the Blood Queen".

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Shake, shake, shake.

When Lin Jue woke up, he found that he seemed to be packed into a small space, and he was still shaking slightly.

Just as Lin Jue was thinking about where the hell he had come to, the wobbly feeling he had been feeling faintly finally stopped, as if someone had put himself and the box on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, an old voice came in through the vague gap in the box.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he finally got rid of years of pain and torment, and was taken by the Holy Spirit to the heaven of eternal happiness and happiness. The dead are dead, and the living are like this."

Judging from those words, it seems that some unlucky guy died, and then a priest standing outside was reading a speech.

and many more?Are you talking about me?Is it where I lie now!

In an instant, Lin Jue finally woke up completely, feeling that the small box he was staying in now was the coffin, and the priest outside was reading a speech to him!
The next second he reacted, Lin Jue immediately curled up his legs in the small box, curled his body into a ball as much as possible, and boom!
Accompanied by a loud noise, he kicked with all his strength, and unexpectedly kicked the coffin board covering it flying out!

After kicking open the coffin boards, Lin Jue quickly stood up from the coffin, and only then did he see the surrounding situation clearly.

At this moment, the place where he is seems to be a church.

And now the church is still full of people dressed in black, who are obviously attending the funeral.

They were sitting there with heavy expressions, but when Lin Jue kicked the coffin and jumped out, everyone's expressions were stunned.

After all, it is rare for a dead person to kick a coffin and stand up in a church, and it is even more beautiful than a monkey performance in a circus.

So the priest who presided over the funeral was also stunned for a moment, and then asked the lady on the side: "Ms. Carula, your husband seems to have come back to life. Do you think this funeral is still going on? Of course, no. If we do, we won’t refund the money.”

Just as the priest was asking questions to the hostess on the other side of the coffin, Lin Jue also happened to look there. Then he saw a scene he would never forget.

The woman, a young woman in black mourning was standing there.

She wore a low-key and luxurious black taffeta mourning dress with lace and mourning crepe decorations. Her ink-like black hair was tied up with hairpins hung with jet-black coal gemstones, which looked very dignified. elegant.

Although Lin Jue couldn't see her face clearly because of the widow's black veil on her face, she must be a top-notch beauty in terms of her figure and aura.

(End of this chapter)