Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

"what!?"

I wanted to show off, but it backfired unexpectedly.The blond-haired imp let out a cry of defeat.

"Hmph, thank you for your hospitality~" After the kiss, the black-haired young ghost smiled, and said to Guinevere, who had been kissed by two young ghosts in a row and was a little at a loss.

The battle of the three of them ended like this.

However, this night has only just begun.

Gurnieville was dragged by the angry blond-haired kid and the happily smiling black-haired kid to the next room.

It seems that even ghosts have at least a sense of shame.

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Testimonials

So, it's going to be on the shelves tomorrow, so what should I tell my book friends... Well, let's talk about my own mental journey.

Before this ten sabers, I also wrote two new books.They all failed for different reasons.Here, I solemnly say sorry to the book friends who support me.Also explain.It's really not that I don't want to write, but that it's too painful to write any more.

The potential of old books has been tapped out, and new books hit the street.During this time, I was under considerable stress.For about half a year, I suffered from mental anxiety, hair loss, insomnia, and restlessness.

For full-time writers, subscription results are everything, and there are two ways to fail.Either change careers or starve to death.So I have no choice.I'm really sorry.

Fortunately, now this book of ten sabers gives me hope.

I dare not say that it is very popular, but it is not satisfactory.The support of book friends is really more important than anything else.Really relieved me.Great, really great.Thank you so much.I don't have to take sleeping pills and I don't feel restless anymore.There is no need to think about whether to change careers and do something else, and then feel disappointed and miserable about the future.

I can still write.Yes, I almost cried after making this clear.I can still write.You can also write novels that are acceptable to book lovers.It's really, really great to not have exhausted your talents and not been eliminated by the times.

To be honest, being a full-time writer is really hard work.Those gods are fine.Middle tiers like me face all sorts of problems.Being misunderstood by society, having no guarantee, etc.Even sometimes I really can't help thinking, otherwise I might as well stop writing a book and just do something else.Maybe I can live two more years.

So when younger generations come to me to ask questions, I usually advise them to best part-time novels.As the saying goes, writing a novel is a dead end, wry smile.

However, I was relieved that the book was not bad.I can still write.I still have hope.I still have the possibility of proving the Tao and becoming a god.I still have the qualifications to continue chasing my dreams!

So, thank you so much, book friends.Really really thank you.No writer is nothing without your support.For writers, there is nothing more valuable than the support of book friends.Thanks again everyone.

Otherwise, there is nothing else to say.Then there is that I will continue to work hard.I think I still have the possibility to continue to improve.Continue to enrich yourself, continue to hone your writing, writing skills and novel structure.Since the last book, I even started writing an outline.An outline of the book and a detailed outline of each volume.This was simply unimaginable before.

So please believe that I will continue to improve.I will continue to write novels, and I will write better and more interesting novels.

Maybe it's different from the theme of the ten sabers.Maybe it's not posted on Happy Shuke.But no matter what, I will continue to work hard.

Thank you all, I hope you will continue to support me.The third-rate internet writer, Qixiang, bows to everyone here.

Chapter 51 But I refuse (one update)

Quiet.

On the Japanese-style tatami, the black-haired young ghost lay down lazily, and then stretched out his hand, trying to hook Guinevere's neck.

Seeing her action, the blond one opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something.But in the end, he didn't say anything, and sulked there.

Guinevere was a little surprised.

The decor here is very elegant.Flower arrangements, potted plants, screens, calligraphy and paintings on hanging scrolls.It feels like an ancient aristocratic residence.It is hard to believe that this is the residence of ghosts.

"Are you surprised?" The black-haired young ghost smiled: "Even a ghost wants to live in a comfortable place, right?" It's a handy thing, isn't it?"

"Okay." Guinevere nodded.Didn't dwell too much on this issue.

"Of course, this child's room is always messy, and there's nothing I can do about it. I've already told her that the Guinevere you like is coming today, so let's tidy up the room a bit.

As a result, the child took my words as a deaf ear.Wouldn't it be good to just go to your room, hehe, it's really willful. "

"—Ah, Shuten?! Didn't you agree that you can't say this?!" The blond young ghost beside him said anxiously.

But her protest was ignored by the black-haired young ghost.

She continued to look at Guinevere, looked at him with soft, pleasant, and appreciative eyes, and raised her glass:

"Have a drink then, blond boy," she said. "It's a shame not to drink a glass at a ghost's party."

"It's going to vary from person to person."

That's what he said, but Guinevell still took the wine glass.

"Drink, drink, it's all right." The black-haired young ghost happily persuaded: "Don't worry, this is just ordinary wine. There is no poison or anything strange."

"Thank you so much." Guinevell said, draining the wine in his glass.Indeed, just like what the black-haired young ghost said, the taste of the wine is mellow but not spicy.It is the finest wine.

"If you like it, let's have another drink. Ibaraki too, don't just look around."

"Ugh..."

Having said that, the blond-haired young ghost made a cute voice like a bullied animal, and moved towards the black-haired one.

"This is the wine I poured. Don't you want to drink it?"

It's obviously a normal thing to say, but when the black-haired one said it, it felt like a bully.It's amazing when you think about it.Of course, the state of one young ghost holding another young ghost is also very graphic.Let Guinevell be full of desire to create.

"Do you want to?"

That desire seemed to be felt by the black-haired one.She asked like this: "Although the meaning is different. But at the moment just now, you were indeed longing for the concubine's body, and Ibaraki's body, right?