The target is light novel master

"Ahhh, what the hell is Qian Yu writing about! He really dares to write such an important character to death! Obviously he can be portrayed well, and he can continue to attract fans in the future, right?"

Ying Lili clenched the book tightly in her hands, and she was chattering endlessly, her heart hanging.

She flipped back nervously.

Her bad premonition has been experienced!

Faced with the invitation from the third of the first string, Xingshou Lang, with the pride of being a human being, categorically refused, even if his body was on the verge of limit, he still had to fulfill his responsibility and kill the evil spirits in front of him!

Purgatory Xingshoulang knows that the opponent is difficult to kill, so he wants to force the opponent to show his flaws by causing a large area of ​​damage, so as to have a chance to decapitate.

The same slash will be done without reservation, without fear of one's own survival!

Burn your heart and cross your limits!

"Breath of Flame. Profound Truth... Nine Types of Purgatory!"

He made the most extreme move, turned into a Yanlong, and rushed towards Yiwozuo.

However, the blow with all his strength has written a ruthless ending.

Purgatory Xing Shou Lang was punched through the chest by Yi Wo Zuo.

This result shocked not only Tanjiro who was watching the battle, but also the readers who were reading.

"Really dead?"

Ying Lili looked dull, her hands loosened, and the book was spread out on the quilt.

She really didn't expect that it would end up like this.

It's not that there are no dead people in front of them, but they basically exist as background boards, or they are insignificant characters that have not been carefully described.

Compared with Yanzhu, who was set as the highest level of the Ghost Killing Squad and who seemed to be an important character at first sight, the impact of the death was not at the same level at all.

Although Purgatory Kyojuro saved everyone...

Although Tanjirou left shame on Yiwoza...

although……

But he died after all.

Only then did Ying Lili understand why Yanzhu was the only one on the cover. It turned out to be the cover of death!

She took a deep breath, poured herself a glass of plain water to drink, and gradually let go of the emotion called sadness in her heart, and then a flame called anger ignited in her heart.

The next morning.

At the door of Izumi's house, Izumi Qianyu was blocked by Yinglili.

"Well, you Qianyu, you really dare to attack. A decent person like Brother Yanzhu will die as soon as he says he wants to die. His heart is too dark! It seems that I misjudged you before, you hateful guy!"

The twin ponytails were swaying in the air, and the tsundere blond girl quickly closed the distance between the two sides, then grabbed his collar and said in a bad tone.

"Yinglili, don't blame me, it's just a plot arrangement, don't you need to be so angry?"

Izumi Chiha tried hard to keep calm.

"Asshole! How dare you call it a plot arrangement? Isn't this something you can change if you want? So this is your problem!"

Ying Lili kicked the side of his leg with her calf wrapped in stockings, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Ferocious, passionate, paranoid and fanatical, this is the most authentic side of Ying Lili.

Faced with Ying Lili's unreasonable side, he could only sigh in the end, spread his hands and said: "This is the consequence of the author who exposed his real name being chased by readers!"

"Don't do this! It's useless to pretend to be innocent! A guy like you will definitely take the knife. Let me tell you Qianyu, there is still time to stop now, otherwise... hehe!"

Ying Lili gave a warning look.

"I've written everything, and it's useless to revise it... And Ying Lili, you should understand that, as a creator, sometimes you can't compromise, you must have your own understanding."

Izumi Chiha's eyes met hers.

"If you don't listen to my advice, sooner or later you will look good to me!"

Ying Lili dodged her eyes for a moment, then pouted again.

"Hmph, I'm leaving first!"

She stomped her feet guiltily, and walked down to the fork in the road below.

At this time, Sagiri also came out with her schoolbag on her back.

"Why doesn't anyone understand me?"

He sighed.

"Nissan was right."

Sagiri stopped, turned around and said.

"Sure enough, Sagiri still understands me..."

He smiled instantly.

"But...Nissan is Baga!"

Sagiri continued to speak, and then sped up and left.

"puff."

Izumi Chiu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I didn't expect to degenerate to the point where my relatives don't recognize me today!

Of course, the two just vented their feelings a little bit, which is understandable, and when the limelight passes, everyone will return to normal.

He thought so.

……

Compared with the two who know the status of 'Izumi Supreme', as ordinary readers or further fans, the only channels for them to express their opinions are the Internet or fan letters.

From yesterday to today, under the pre-sale page of the second volume of "Demon Slayer: Blade", there are a lot of comments, which can be described as extremely enthusiastic, and the number of comments even exceeds the sales volume of its works by several times.

"Wow, something is really wrong! I should have thought of it from the first volume! I didn't expect that there was a stab, everyone, please read carefully! I'm crying like a heartbreaker!"

"I underestimated you! I didn't expect you to do such a heavy hand! I haven't seen it in the light novel world for a long time... It's just a dead person, it's not a knife, the key is why you described it so tragically! "

"There is something to say, it's still worth watching... Although the plot so far is old-fashioned, I really like the author's style of writing, and I hope the author can continue to work hard."

"It's alright everyone, Yan Zhu, a heavyweight, is dead now, think about it, there are still many people who are still alive!"

"The angle upstairs is amazing..."

"Will you continue to issue knives later?"

"Warning Mr. Izumi, don't be ignorant of good and evil, pay attention to the strength of your writing!"

"Hearing what you said, I have a bad premonition again..."

23 industry legend

The countryside of Chiba.

Wearing a kimono, a beautiful girl with short hair and good features, with a calm expression on her face, revealed a sense of maturity and coldness different from her appearance, walking on the main road.

After a 10-minute trek and a few more streets, I finally came to a bookstore.

"I want to buy this."

The short-haired girl scanned the bookshelves in the store, and finally her eyes suddenly lit up, and then pointed there.

"I see."

The store manager put the booklet into a bag and handed it to the other party.

"Give."

The short-haired girl untied the knot, took out enough coins for payment from the cloth bag she was carrying, and took the things over.

Then she opened the bag and glanced at the second volume of "Ghost Slayer: Blade" lying quietly inside, with a satisfied expression on her face.

Walking on a more brisk pace than before, I want to go back to my home, which is called a samurai mansion, to read as soon as possible.

While passing through the fields, she ran into her father Umezono Rintaro.

"Little Hua, what did you buy after walking so far? Is it a book?"

Umezono Rintaro came over and looked down at the pocket, but couldn't read the words clearly.

"It's a light novel."

She lowered her head slightly shyly, and her calm posture became soft and cute.

"...Then I'm really going to be sad. I've never seen Xiaohua be so enthusiastic about my novels. Who writes books that are so charming?"

Umezono Rintaro pretended to be angry, and said jokingly.

The reason why she said this is because her father was a famous novelist of the era, and this is also the reason why her house was built as a samurai residence.

Since the short-haired girl comes from a scholarly family, including her deceased mother who is also very literary, she has been influenced a lot in this regard,

Therefore, in addition to the novelist expressing her cherishment for her family, she also has a sense of substitution for some of the content written in "Blade of Demon Slayer", which is why she likes it so much.

"Forget it, I won't tease you."

Seeing that his daughter didn't answer, Umezono Rintaro smiled, stepped aside, and added another sentence.

"I've already read the first volume when I was tidying up the room. It's not badly written. Although the plot is not good and the writing style is immature, I also like the charm exuded by the pen tip."

He can understand why his daughter is so affectionate, because he feels similarly.

"Ok?"

The short-haired girl raised her head, her eyes froze.

She didn't expect that her preferences would be recognized by her father.

It stands to reason that traditional novelists shouldn't feel repulsed by light novelists?

Do not……

How could her father's pattern be the same?

The short-haired girl quickly figured it out. After watching her father walk towards the stream, she quickly looked away and returned to the samurai mansion.

Reading smoothly all the way, I suppressed all kinds of thoughts that sprouted in my heart, but integrated my thoughts into the plot of the story.

What she pays attention to is not any writing style or exciting plot, but a more core thing, an emotion that can resonate with her.

As a girl from a scholarly family, she not only has the excellent teaching of her parents, but also has one of the few strong talents of her own. In the field of literature, she has already surpassed her peers by too many, so she can see things that ordinary people can't see.

But so far, she has only been touched by the pen of one person, and that person is called - Izumi Gao Gao.

Bowl.

She felt that she might not be able to find any more interesting works in the future.

Even if it is a work of higher quality in the eyes of others.

Different from other people's astonishment, regarding Yan Zhu's sacrifice, she had a natural thought in her heart, it was not a foretelling or a prophet, but a natural feeling.

It's like the story is supposed to go on like this.

Following the thread of writing, she has roughly figured out the creator's mind, so she has a general idea of ​​how the next plot will happen.

It's a terrifying talent.

But she suppressed her own thinking, but looked forward to... looking forward to the next third volume, which could bring the same touch to herself.

After reading it, all kinds of thoughts in her mind emerged, and she wished that the other party would answer all of them, and then communicate with her heart.

Because some plots also touched her and made her heart surge.

I also want to ask some childish questions as a fan.

But it's a pity that she can't talk to the other party, so she can only hide her little thoughts in her heart...

Perhaps one day, this dream will come true.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and then she took out a brand new envelope from the small wooden box, wrote some of her fragmented thoughts on paper, and then waited until school time to find a chance to mail it.