Yuanshin: My sister is called Jiujo Shaluo

In an instant, the whole Yaedo became popular, and some excited book fans directly asked the screenwriter when the physical book would be released.

This is a carnival for their book fans, and it is also a big test for Yaedo.

"Come on! Big brother editor who is pushed by book fans!"

Looking at the "hot" Yae-do Hall in the distance, Ning Xia encouraged and left with Xiaoniao at a faster pace.

"Hey! Miss, don't you want to give Mola something to eat?" A peddler looked at the luxuriously dressed woman stuttering dumplings in front of the stall in surprise.

"Mola? I have."

"Then give it to me!"

"Not on me."

"Then I can't let you go back and get it? Otherwise, what will I do if you run away!"

"But if I don't leave, I can't give you Mora." The woman replied sternly.

He couldn't just get rid of the peddler on the side. He saw that the woman's clothes were luxurious, and she was definitely not someone he could offend. He just wanted to lose a little and let it go.

But seeing the dozens of finished dumplings in front of the woman, thinking that he had lost all his money, he couldn't help but twitched and dripped blood in his heart.

The corner of Ning Xia's mouth twitched, and he took out a money bag to pay for the luxurious woman. Under the grateful eyes of the peddler, Ning Xia took the woman away.

Brought to the side of the tree, Ningxia covered her face and said, "Ying, you don't bring any money with you, do you?"

Ying tapped his lips with one finger, tilted his head and said with a cute face: "I forgot."

This cute scene made Ningxia a little bit unbearable, but she still said helplessly: "I can't help you pay again and again, anyway, you also bring a servant or something, it's too dangerous to always come out alone!"

Ying said with a serious face: "I'm very strong, so I don't need it."

"But you don't bring Mora!"

"...I have you here!" Ying said stubbornly.

"What do you think of me? A mobile wallet?" Ning Xia had a well on his forehead.

Ying shook his head and said seriously: "The wallet is not as important as you, it is more important than dumplings and milk!"

Ning Xia was dumbfounded, why should she argue with an inexperienced young lady?

Then he shook his head helplessly, reached out to hold Ying and planned to take her home.

And the little bird on the side looked at Ningxia who was holding Ying's hand, and felt a little bit of a taste, and stood directly on his shoulders, indicating the home court.

And raised her little head arrogantly, Ying glanced at her lightly, the little bird felt the sudden burst of fear from her blood, scared her directly to Ning Xia's neck, her two small wings wrapped around her neck, a pair of The small purple-gold eyes were full of fear.

Looking at the frightened little bird, Ying felt as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember it, so he ignored the weird little bird.

Ningxia led Ying, he knew that this eldest lady was not a bad person, but she was inexperienced and not good at communicating with people, and she didn't know how to bring money or attendants when she went out.

I met a few times before, because the dispute caused by Ying not bringing money was all resolved by Ningxia, and then this young lady seems to be relying on him?

Holding the dumpling in her hand, Ying followed obediently and let Ningxia lead her to her "home".

"As a god, you shouldn't have too much interaction with a mortal," said a voice in Ying's head coldly.

"Don't worry about it, I'm not Thor now, I'm just an ordinary person named Ying," Ying replied.

"Is this the reason why you eat and drink for nothing on the excuse of private visits on Weibo, and ask others to pay for it?" The voice retorted again.

"You even used the power of the Demon God to let others not know that you are the God of Thunder!"

"Well, I forgot to bring it~" Ying pouted.

"Bah, how many times have you forgotten to bring it, I think you just fell in love with him," said the voice coldly.

"...There is a little reason for this~"

"..." The voice obviously couldn't be adjusted by the answer, so he could only say helplessly.

"That matter will be implemented after the Firework Festival, have you made up your mind?"

"...If it has an effect on eternity, then let's start."

While Ying was asking and answering in his head, several acquaintances saw Ning Xia holding a woman in expensive clothes.

And gossip is common no matter which world it is in.

An old lady asked directly: "Xiao Xia, is this your girlfriend?"

There was a beginning, and others began to ask questions.

He praised Ying for being so good-looking, with a face that knows how to live life and so on.

Some also asked her which family she was from, when she was with Ning Xia, when she got married, and so on.

The excessive enthusiasm directly frightened Ying, who was originally not good at words, to bow his head silently, fearing that the old man would be questioned, so he could only hold Ning Xia's big hand tightly to express his fear.

The little bird was also frightened and flew into the air. She was almost crushed just now, thanks to her running fast.

At this time, the voice in Ying's head still mocked, "As usual, talking about gods would be punished, but not now, after all, you are not a god now~"

Shadow directly shut up the voice in his head! (*≧｜≦*)

The voice still gave out a cold laugh, as if mocking Ying, which made Ying feel a little helpless.

Ning Xia had no choice but to smile awkwardly, finally freed from the gossiping crowd, and quickly ran to Ying's mansion with her hand.

He didn't notice that some grandmas behind her smiled directly at their aunts and said that maybe in just two days, the story about him and Ying would spread throughout Daozuo. (Ningxia: beware of the three aunts and six wives)

After Ning Xia brought Ying to the door, she was about to leave. It was almost dusk after this day.

Dusk fell on Ying's beautiful face, and a tear mole with light and shadow looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Ning Xia waved his hand, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Ying.

Chapter 8 The Superior Sword and the Yaedo of Peace

Ning Xia turned back, Ying told Ning Xia to wait for a while, then turned and walked into the mansion, but after a while, Ying took out a long sword and handed it to Ning Xia.

Ningxia drew out the long sword, the sword was 3 feet long, the sword was long and thin, the hilt was black but not deep, the grip was heavy but not in the way of the hand, the blade was like a long white snake hovering, the mouth spit out the core, the eyes were red, The scales are shining, and the body is wrapped with a sword.

"This knife, according to legend, was when General Thunder and Lightning beheaded the strange snake of Cholera Dao's wife..."

As Ying said, he walked to Ning Xia's side and stroked the sword, the white snake melted into the sword when Ying touched it, and never came out again.

The corners of Ying's mouth twitched, but he continued: "I got it from the body of the strange snake. When this sword was first born, the sword contained a big snake's resentment, but it was suppressed by General Thunder for a hundred years. Now it has dissipated, and General Thunder named it For the Kusanagi sword."

"This sword will not melt when exposed to fire, will not break when exposed to thunder, and can cut iron like mud."

When Lei Shen said this, he couldn't help but look up arrogantly, as if I gave you such a good thing, and you come to praise me.

"Hmph~ This sword is just a reward for paying for me a few times~"

"Of course you have to thank me, I'm not unacceptable~"

At this time, the voice in my head complained: "Idiot, aren't you afraid of being exposed as a gift!?"

"Shut up! (*≧｜≦*)"

Ning Xia caressed the Kusanagi sword, and couldn't help being amazed. As a master swordsman, this sword is the best sword he has ever seen.

He could clearly feel the probing intent from the sword, obviously wanting to check whether his new master was worthy.

Ning Xia took a sword flower and loved it more and more. He couldn't help playing with it a few times and then waved it, making a clanging sound.

The more he swung it, the happier Ning Xia was, but thinking about the preciousness of this sword, it was probably given to Yu Ying's family by General Thunder and Lightning.

Thinking of this, Ning Xia shook her head, sheathed the sword and returned it to Ying.

"Huh?" Ying stared blankly at Ning Xia who returned the sword to him.

"Don't you like it?" Shadow looked at him with teary eyes.

"No, it's a great sword, but this one is too precious." Ning Xia looked at Ying with tears in his eyes and said.

Touching the sword body, he said: "This sword is so precious, it must be a treasure in your family, don't let your family worry about it."

When Ying heard this, she was immediately amused, and cooperating with Ningxia, she regarded her as a stupid rich woman who wasted money.

"do not you?"

"Shut up idiot!"

"I am you, why are you scolding yourself?"

In the end, Ying ignored the General Thunder and Lightning in his mind, and directly stuffed the sword into Ning Xia's arms.

"What, I said I would give it to you, so you can just hold it. After all, I don't need this kind of sword, and I have the final say in my family."

After giving the sword to Ningxia, Ying didn't allow Ningxia to say anything else, so he turned his head and closed the door, leaving Ningxia in a mess in the wind.

Ning Xia had no choice but to go back with the sword. Ning Xia stroked the long sword as he walked. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. The long sword did not resist, and seemed very satisfied with the new owner.

Just when Ning Xia was about to get home, someone suddenly stopped him. Ning Xia turned around and saw that it was the two people from the bookstore who stopped him. The girl's strange blue eyes were staring at the Kusanagi sword in his hand

"What's the matter?" Ning Xia asked

"Hello, my name is Xinhai, and I'm from Haizhi Island." The girl named Xinhai introduced herself and walked towards Ningxia.

"Excuse me, can you show me the sword in your hand?" Xinhai pointed to the Kusanagi sword and said.

Ning Xia thought for a while, then shook her head and refused.

"Sorry, this is a gift from a good friend of mine. I can't just show it to outsiders."

Xinhai was not surprised by this answer, but after taking another look at Kusaozhijian, he left with Goro beside him.

Ningxia felt that these two people were a little strange, but she didn't want to get involved too much, so she continued to go home.

The two of Xinhai left, Goro couldn't help asking: "Master Xinhai, why do you want that sword?"

Xinhai lowered his head in thought, and when he heard Goro's question, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but there is a very familiar feeling on the sword, an inexplicable feeling."

As Xinhai said, he became more and more curious about the Kusanagi sword.

But thinking about the trivial matters on the island, she had to go back to the island first. The reason why she came to Daozuma this time was entirely to order books about farming. After all, Haizhi Island is not suitable for farming, and only relying on fishing can only survive. Food and clothing.

So Xinhai had reserved a batch of books at Yaedo before, but this time, there was some accident at Yaedo within the stipulated time, so he could only wait for the next one to come back.

At the Yaedo Hall at this time, several male editors in ragged clothes who had just taken shape were sitting on the floor unlovingly, and finally coaxed away the fanatical book fans. Several female screenwriters looked at them and couldn't help but There was a cold war.

At this time, a pink fur fox wearing a priestess costume came to the Yae Hall, and it was the Yae God Son.

"Yo, our great writer has finally been updated?" Yae Kamito said after scanning.

When several male editors saw Shenzi, their eyes were bright with hope. Except for one male editor who was really unable to move, they all rushed over to hug Shenzi's white and long legs to complain.

"No contact~" Miko stepped back slightly, stretched out his pale index finger and shook it, indicating that approaching is not allowed.

One of the most anxious ones was struck by a bolt of lightning and his mouth was black. Seeing that he couldn't hold his thigh, several editors began to complain.

"Editor-in-Chief Yae, do you know how scary and perverted they are?" an editor said with a mournful face, and tugged at his clothes.

"The clothes I just bought are torn. Look at my face again. I have been stepped on my face several times. My legs and my hands have been stepped on several times! My own mother can't even recognize it." Me!"

The editor with the pig's head on the side scolded directly: "Fart! Look at me, at least you still look like a human being. Look at me, I don't know how many times I have been stepped on. My face! My handsome face, you can't bear it!" It's like a pig's head!"

"What are you guys?" The only one who didn't move, Sheng Wukelian, said while lying down.

"Then what are you?" several editors scolded angrily.

"I, I don't feel the lower part of my body anymore. I could feel someone touching my butt in the first few strokes. After that, I no longer feel it. I don't feel anything..." said the editor, a drop of crystal clear Tears flowed from the eyes, with a hint of sadness.

After hearing what he said, the male editors who originally wanted to discuss the theory also fell silent.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

After watching the tragic match ended, Shenzi looked at these male editors and shook his head with a sigh.

"Wooooow, you are so pitiful, I have already arranged a doctor, please persevere~"

Scrap Fox said with a smirk on his face, and wiped away his tears pretending to be a gesture, and stared at the group of male editors in a daze

As he said that, Shenzi picked up Ningxia's draft, flipped through it and said, "After this ticket is over, you all will get a raise. How about another vacation?"

Hearing this, the male editors all felt that their hearts were on fire, as if they had endless energy. Except for the editor who couldn't get up and was sent to bed for compensation, everyone in Yaedo was excited. Only after the copying of the draft is completed, you can fight those readers for [-] rounds

Today's Yae-do is another day of "peace", gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate~

Chapter 9 Fireworks and Shura Field