Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1378 Pen and Ink End of the World (59)

Minghong: "Leave me alone."

Linghu Lan: "..." Where's Sister Dao?For such a domineering man, my sister thinks it is necessary to practice the Sunflower Book.

Minghong: "..."

The man finally relaxed when he saw Linghu Lan. "Master, have you dealt with my wife's matter? Master, please, save her."

"It's ready." With a thought in Linghu Lan's mind, Ming Hong sent a memory about his wife to the man's mind.

The man was stunned for a while, couldn't help but burst into tears, and muttered to himself: "So that's the case, thank you, thank you!"

Linghu Lan said softly: "Your wife loves you very much, remember to treat her well, her life expectancy will be very long, I hope you forget this memory and live your life well."

The man wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and smiled through his tears, "Master, thank you, I will, I will, all this is not easy now, without you, I really don't know what I would do, my wife will do it for you." We have paid too much, and I will definitely live a good life with her, thank you."

The man left with a thousand thanks, and Linghu Lan could feel his sincerity at that moment, that was enough, and there were many other things that could not be delved into.

It was only after the man walked a long way that Linghu Lan remembered that she still didn't take money for this order.

Emmm, she has been with Mo Tang for so long, but she didn't inherit Mo Tang's traits of a profiteer, so she gave herself a bad review.

Linghu Lan was thinking wildly, bored and went online to check the updated readers' comments on the novel. After all, it was her first novel, no matter how bad it was, it was her own.

Looking at it, it felt like an arrow had been shot in the chest and suffered 10W+ damage.

"Master Wenmo, you are not as serious about writing novels as before. The writing of these two chapters is so horrible that I wonder if there is a new person."

"Hehe, hehe, did you see the ticket in my hand? Tear it up, and it's gone! Tear it up again, and tomorrow's one will disappear!"

"Update quickly, as long as you update, even if what you wrote is shit, I will read it. After reading it, we should break up."

"Wenmo is already going downhill. The few books I wrote before are all high-quality goods. This book is good at the beginning, but it is getting more and more procrastinating. Although the plot is not bad, but the storytelling ability is far from good. Sure enough, there is no author. to be at the peak of creativity.”

"Did you understand the story of the faceless wife? Why do I feel like I didn't understand it? It feels like it's being told so fast."

Linghu Lan read one by one, holding back her face.

Is it really that horrible to write?
Caring for Mengxin is everyone's responsibility!

On the forehead, the flower on the other side moved, and Minghong's voice sounded in her mind: "Are you vomiting blood?"

"how do you know?"

"I saw that your heart is bleeding wildly, and the negative energy in your body is about to explode." Minghong thought deeply.

Linghu Lan: "..." You know too much, I'm going to silence you.

Seeing Linghulan's expressionless face, Minghong couldn't help laughing, his voice tinged with affection rang in her mind: "You want to write a novel."

"In no mood!"

"Huh? Then what do you want?"

Linghu Lan covered her face, "I've given up on writing a novel. I originally wanted to finish this book, but now it seems that my skills in writing novels probably haven't been highlighted..."

Ming Hong smiled, his eyes focused on the computer screen, and the computer started to move automatically.

(End of this chapter)