Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

Everything, as if nothing happened, Ping’an City is still the small city, no major event occurred, and the battlefield outside the city was smoothed out by Old Drunkard with Great Divine Ability.

This is a quiet, peaceful and honest town, Old Drunkard does not want to cause some troubles in either Human Race or Demon Race.

However, Song Ren was born in a small town, but he was on his own. He had a very high opinion of the means and calmness of killing the injured Monster King alone.

Even if it had been over a month, neither had mentioned each other again.

Some things don’t make sense, Old Drunkard knows the identity of Song Ren Steamed Bun, but he never asked about how he had Yuan Stone, how fast he understood the Eight Talisman Gate, etc. series.

Everyone has a secret. Because they do n’t know, they can remain curious. They are full of fun every day. They used to know too much to make him suffer.

Time always passes quickly, and with the First Stage snow falling on Ping’an City, the headline about him had long wondered which page it was turned to.

The continent is too big, daily major events continue, and Song Ren’s affairs can dominate the rankings for such a long time, it is very amazing.

It was only slowly that everyone knew that the author was okay, and gradually stopped mentioning it. There were other things they wanted to focus on.

Selective oblivion is sometimes a kind of protection for the author. It is not necessary to keep him on the cusp, even more how, the author himself does not say anything.

They each and everyone bouncing bouncing is boring.

Inside Ping’an City? Song Ren wrapped in a furry collar, extended the hand, and watched the crystal clear and near-transparent snowflakes swirl on the palm of his hand, with the slightest coldness turning into a drop of water.

Perhaps because Ping’an City is close to the Northern Section, this winter came early, and the entire city was whitened overnight.

The grey misty sky is not cold, but it is very quiet. Occasionally pedestrians pass by, and rustling on the snow, it is very comfortable. It is estimated that after the snow stopped, the street did not know how many children started to play Snowball game now.

It’s been more than a month since the attack on the Learned Academy of Classical Learning, and this month, Song Ren chose to take a break and rarely participated in online matters.

Fully used as Cultivation, complete Cultivation out of the Thunder, Eight Talisman Gate has won 3, plus Yuan Stone who returned last time to receive, let him successfully break through to the Golden Core late realm.

As for the new book, the system’s tasks have already been assigned, but Song Ren hasn’t opened for a long time. He was wondering what kind of book should be published for the third book. Finally, the subject matter was completely determined yesterday.

Mr. Wen Yuan’s education has come to an end. I have to say that Song Ren has learned a lot of knowledge. Don’t look at Mr. Wen Yuan so far only has Promising Novel, but Song Ren believes that he must have a Premium within one or two years at the latest.

His literary style and ideas are very good. As a student, Song Ren, as a thanks, intentionally or unintentionally mentioned some of the ruined flow Novel bridges that he had seen in the past, which made Mr. Wen Yuan invert 3 and has done a complete and detailed Outline it.

Ping’an City also circulated some pirated books or jade dishes of other Premium authors, which made Song Ren gradually like this antique writing style.

Whether it is “Zhu Xian” or “Tomb of Gods”, it has a cool text, very smooth, even a little vernacular, a word, cool.

Therefore, in the third book, Song Ren, after considering this for so long, decided to lay the foundation not only for coolness, but also to highlight and conform to all matters of this ancient continent.

So Song Ren chose Novel, Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade.

He had read this book more than three times, the delicate text of the beacon, the characterization of HTC, and the continuous plots, which have made him remember so far.

And it mainly tells about the era when the temple power struggle and the sword are interlaced, a dark tide surging pink ink appears on the rivers and lakes.

It is the rivers and lakes that he once wanted to go to many times.

To this day, he still remembers the most Peak’s sentence in it: “Li Chungang does not give birth to me, and 10000 swords are as old as night.” How domineering it is, it makes people feel bloody.

Among them, I didn’t know how much I was moved, so that the big Lords couldn’t help crying.

“Everyone in the world says that Beiliang Iron Ride is invincible, but I don’t know that there are 9 families without children in Beiliang ten rooms.”

“If you want rivers and lakes, I’ll give you one. If you want the world, I’ll give you one. And I want a son, do you give it?”

“Big Qin atmosphere, Beiliang fights hard!”

Among them, Xu Xiao is dead, Wen Hua judges meridian, and Xu Fengnian’s father and daughter meet each other. He cries the most times. Every time he misses this chapter, he will taste every paragraph and every word.

Similarly, this book is the only one he has read. In addition to remembering the protagonist, he also remembers at least 50 supporting actors.

Xu Xiao, Li Yishan, Old Huang, Wen Hua, Blue Bird, Bai Huerlian, Jiang Ni, Wang Xianzhi …

It seems that everyone is competing for the first place in the rivers and lakes, but in his opinion, Xu Fengnian who found the small sweet potato is World’s First, and the flood washed elephants in the lower Jiangnan are World’s First. Ancestor died Xuanyuan Jingcheng was World’s First, and Cao Changqing, who was born in Tai’an City, was also World’s First.

The word 2 of affection runs through the rivers and lakes and affects those big shots, a nobody, big stories, small stories.

In addition to wanting to compare Novel with other authors with this novel, Song Ren has one more point. Regardless of the results of this book, he only wants to tell everyone about Human Race.

We live in this world and we need to do something.

Persevering in our heart, we have become true selves, and we do not hesitate to visit the afterlife.

Song Ren has redeemed the book with system and is ready to start writing tomorrow.

Watching Old Drunkard squint his eyes behind the counter, Song Ren turned back in and stood at the door, there was always a strange feeling of Lin Chongfeng Snow Mountain Temple.

Sitting in front of the charcoal fire, Green Ant Wine is burning on a small clay stove. This wine is not very spicy and has a sweet flavor.

Song Ren likes to drink, and according to Old Drunkard, people who can’t drink are not good men.

Song Ren suddenly remembered a previous poem, poured a glass of steaming wine, said with a big smile: “Green Ant New Liquor, red clay small stove. If you want to snow in the evening, can you drink a glass?”

As soon as he stretched his arms, holding a steaming wine glass, pointed finger towards the door, it was startled soon, and the smile on his face gradually closed.

Ignoring Old Drunkard’s nightmare scolding his “Sour Confucian Verse”, he slowly got up and shook his hand holding the wine glass.

The snow was flying, and a woman dressed in fox fur came from the snow, came to the door, and looked at Song Ren sitting in front of the fire, smiling like a flower.

“Hi!”