I know his temper! Given that opportunity, it's hard not to beat him up, right? I can't do anything after beating him up, I'm afraid he'll retaliate and then... run away. He's looking for me everywhere, probably just to beat me back. I'm worthless in his eyes, at best I'm just a punching bag and a henchman."
Lin Guangjun paused and said impatiently: "Why are you telling me so much? Do I look like a demon who would do such a lowly thing?"
It’s hard to say. Your sneak attack on Mobei Jun doesn’t seem very good… Shang Qinghua said sincerely, “Not really.”
Rinkou-kun: "So do I look like such a patient demon?"
Shang Qinghua: “I don’t know about that. Then how exactly do you want to ‘use’ me, Lord?”
"How do you use it?" Lin Guangjun chuckled, "Killing you to vent my anger, is this a difficult use to think of?"
“…” Shang Qinghua was stunned for a moment, then said, “No, this is a waste of natural resources! Lord, you could just capture me and use me to threaten Lord Mobei or something, it would be such a shame to just kill me!”
Rinkou-kun: "'I am worthless in his eyes. At best, I am just a punching bag and a lackey.' Who said this?"
Shang Qinghua: "There is an old saying that humility is a virtue..."
Before he finished saying the word "virtue", he suddenly threw his hands and shouted, "Look at the Xuanyang True Fire!"
Several balls of red flames rolled in the air, Lin Guangjun was startled and quickly dodged. However, the flames fell to the ground and immediately extinguished. It was clearly not the Xuan Yang True Fire that was not moved by wind or flooded by water. Shang Qinghua was just deceiving him!
Lin Guangjun was furious for a moment, with new and old hatreds mixed together. He casually brushed off the dewdrops on the drooping leaves and aimed at Shang Qinghua's lower body. Shang Qinghua only felt a chill in his calf, and an ice bullet made of demonic energy passed through his leg. He could not run away and fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Guangjun approached him, stepped on the knee of his other leg, and said, "You are like a cockroach, you are so good at running! I will break both of your legs first, and see how you can run."
Shang Qinghua had no courage to resist and was terrified: "My King——!!!"
Speak of the king, the king is here!
The dark blue figure suddenly arrived like a ghost. With a click, the two black clouds collided. Rinkou-kun hugged his leg with a broken knee and went crazy: "You kid, do you have to come so promptly?! Can't you wait a little longer?! Can't you wait until I step on it before coming?!"
Mo Beijun kicked his other knee and broke it, saying coldly: "No!"
Rinkou-kun was quite tough. Even though his two knees were smashed to pieces, he didn't scream. Instead, he cursed even more hysterically: "You are really the offspring of your dead-faced father! You can look like anyone else but him. A turtle and a tortoise were born in the same nest, so if he wants to rob you, you'll rob him too! If he dies earlier, why don't you die earlier! Fuck..."
Mobei Jun said, "If you keep scolding me, I'll send you inside to accompany him."
Shang Qinghua was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Lin Guangjun had always held a deep grudge against his brother, he had never expected that it had gone so deep that he would rather lose his manners than curse in public...
Amid Lin Guangjun's furious curses, Mo Beijun casually threw him into the valley. If he fell into the valley like this, the person might die, but the demon would definitely not die. Shang Qinghua did not remind him to root out the weeds. After all, he was his uncle, and Mo Beijun's father must have told him that no matter what Lin Guangjun did, he had to give in to him. In fact, Shang Qinghua didn't want to remind him of anything at all. If he could make him forget his existence, it would be even better...
Mobei Jun withdrew his gaze from the bottom of the valley and shouted, "Stop!"
Shang Qinghua was trying to sneak away, dragging his calf with a hole in it, but he was caught by his shout and stopped where he was.
Even though the salted pig hand was caught on the spot, he was not as guilty as he was. Hearing the sound of Mobei Jun's footsteps on the frost and ice, he hurriedly covered his face.
Mobei Jun seemed particularly angry today, not at all cool and aloof: "What are you doing?!"
Shang Qinghua said awkwardly, “Didn’t you say ‘don’t let me see you again’? Now that I have seen you, there is nothing I can do. I will cover my face first.”
Mobei-Jun raised his hands, and Shang Qinghua held his head out of habit.
“…”
Mobei Jun separated his two hands, stretched them straight, and said in an unbearable tone: "If I see you do this again...you don't have to keep your hands!"
There was a hint of hatred in these words. Shang Qinghua instinctively wanted to hold his head, but for the sake of his hands that had made great contributions in typing on the keyboard, he held back.
He was so suffocated that he started to tremble, which made Mo Beijun ask, "Am I that scary?"
Shang Qinghua: “Well, actually not! It’s just that I always feel that Your Majesty, you’re going to give me a couple of hits. In the past, it didn’t matter if I hit you a lot, but now that you’ve officially succeeded to the throne, your cultivation is much higher than before, and you can make waves crash on the shore and rocks pierce the clouds with one blow. I’m afraid I can’t withstand a couple of hits from you…”
Mobei Jun said: "Shut up! Follow me, let's go!"
Shang Qinghua was determined to go all out, clinging to the stone wall like a gecko: "I'm not leaving! No, I want to leave! I want to go back home."
Mobei Jun said, "If I call you back, will you not leave?"
Shang Qinghua: “Instead of staying here and getting beaten up by you three times a day, why not… what?!”
Call back?
Call him back?
Is Mobei-Jun willing to call him back?
In order to prevent him from leaving, would Mobei Jun be willing to fight him back?
Shang Qinghua was so shocked that the above ladder-shaped text array was looping endlessly in his mind.
Mobei-Jun held his chin up, standing still, with an arrogant aura of "hit me as you like, I won't fight back", but he was secretly observing him from the corner of his eyes.
Seeing that he hadn't made a move for a long time, Mobei-Jun seemed to be suddenly happy. Although when he was happy, it only looked like his eyebrows were slightly raised.
Mobei Jun said, "You won't fight? The time limit is up. Then I won't fight you. Let's go."
Wait, didn't I say I wouldn't do it? Is there a time limit?
Mobei Jun raised his eyebrows with a hidden joy, dragged Shang Qinghua and ran away. Shang Qinghua immediately cried out like a ghost: "Mom, it hurts, it hurts, my king, look at me! Look at me, look at me!"
Mobei Jun really looked at him and saw his bloody leg.
"..." After a moment's silence, he tried to lift Shang Qinghua up.
Shang Qinghua was desperate and said, “Great King, please spare my life, Great King, please spare my life! If you carry me all the way like this, my legs will really become useless!”
Mobei Jun asked: "What should we do then?"
Shang Qinghua's eyes were filled with tears, and he asked tentatively, "How about... finding a doctor for me first?"
Mobei-Jun made a "tsk" sound and turned away.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Shang Qinghua, who was abandoned on the spot, was stunned.
This is... that you think he's troublesome?
After a while, Mobei-Jun came back, dragging a cart that he had stolen from somewhere. The wooden chicken then became a live chicken.
The second in command of the demon clan, the noble and cold leader of the Mobei Ice Clan, condescended to drag a broken cart that was extremely inconsistent with his style. This picture is awesome!
Shang Qinghua “poof!” His move failed again.
Seeing that the veins on Mobei Jun's forehead were throbbing again, he quickly frowned and called out "Aiya, aiya". After calling out twice, Mobei Jun picked him up and put him in the car.
Although he was riding on a crooked cart that was stolen from an old horse in some farmer's yard and used to be used to haul fodder, firewood, swill buckets, and the like, Shang Qinghua was sitting on it with his brows held high and his head held high. An uninformed person would have thought that he was a top scholar who had studied hard for ten years and had received a marriage from the emperor, and was going to welcome his bride with gongs and drums.
It was really a cycle of fate. When he first met Mo Beijun, he used a cart to take the unconscious Mo Beijun to a hotel in the same way!
There is a poem to prove it: Thirty years on the east side of the river, thirty years on the west side of the river. The cart will be my home next year. Haha!
Shang Qinghua announced in a celestial manner: "I want to eat noodles."
Brother Bing’s bowl of noodles was really delicious, but there was too little of it. There wasn’t much left for him, so he couldn’t enjoy it enough.
Mobei Jun: “Yeah.”
Shang Qinghua emphasized: "Ramen."
Mobei Jun: “Okay.”
Shang Qinghua pressed the issue further: “You do it.”
The cart suddenly stopped and Mobei-Jun stood still.
A chill from an unknown source drifted over. Shang Qinghua was immediately startled, and said with a frown, "I did it, I did it. Of course I did it. I was just saying it casually, hehe."
Alas, ideals are full of hope, but reality is very bleak.
After a while, the cart wheels slowly started to turn again. Mo Beijun was in front, and without turning back, he said, "I'll do it."
…
What did he say? He said he did? What did he do? Ramen?
Willing to fight him, willing to give him the Mobei Jun below - what day is today? Today is a big day!
Shang Qinghua has made up his mind!
He wants to go back to his old job.
The pen name "Sky Shooting Airplane" is about to make a comeback!
What should I write? Shang Qinghua slapped his thigh. I heard that the set of Spring Mountain Hate that Liu Sumeng bought at a 81% discount was very popular. Well, I'll just follow the trend and write about it! Although he is extremely upright, as long as there are people reading it, there will be a market, and he dares to write about it. What Xiangtian Dafeiji is best at is following the trend. He writes about whatever is popular, and it's for sure!
The first step is to think of a good book title that is popular with the public. "The Secret History of Qingjing Peak", "My Disciple Can't Be That Cute", "Master is So Flirtatious", etc., I haven't decided yet, I'll think about it first. It doesn't matter if my writing is not as good as Liu Sumianhua's, what Xiangtian Feiji sells is never the writing. Moreover, Liu Sumianhua, the Three Holy Mothers and their group of writers form a small circle, which Feiji doesn't like. They always write about Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe, which is too narrow-minded. In fact, in his opinion, it can be bolder and more unrestrained. For example, since it is called "Spring Mountain is Very", why must it be limited to one couple? Liu Qingge is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity not to write about her? Yue Qingyuan is also a handsome man with a dignified appearance, and he is successful in his career and very suitable for family. Junior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Wei are both male gods in the eyes of the world. Are you afraid that no one will read your nonsense?
In a word, as long as his works are explicit enough, vulgar enough, and shameless enough, he will sooner or later become a leader in the local literary world. He can be very popular even without selling homemade soap. What a joke!
He raised his legs to the sky, and the cart creaked and swayed on the bumpy mountain road. The sun was setting, and Mobei Jun was dragging him, not knowing where to go.
Although there are many complaints, chaos, and the writing style is that of an elementary school student, serious readers may not be able to help but throw the book and curse "what a bullshit". However, I can find a thousand "just" to smooth things over. For example: I'm just reading a story, just like being a person, I just want to have fun, why take it so seriously; it's just a joke I wrote casually, everyone should be more tolerant of me; it's just...
only.
...It's just that he really, really likes the story he wrote.
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The author has something to say:
Okay, I have finished the story of the big airplane! Now it is all about revision! If the content at the beginning of this chapter does not connect, please turn to the end of the previous chapter. There is a small amount of new content because some adjustments have been made to the content during the revision.
Afterwords:
Finally! Finished! Writing!
It just so happened that I started saving up my manuscripts around July last year while taking summer classes in advanced mathematics. I was so amazed by two stories about traveling through books and cultivating the real world that I rolled on the bed with my phone in my arms, and finally I couldn't help but start writing.
Because I was afraid that if the article was too unpopular, I would lose motivation to continue writing, so I saved 80,000 words in one go, and dragged my feet until September when I nervously uploaded the first chapter. Looking back at the previous author's words, I found that the 19th chapter only had 100 collections, but at that time I didn't understand the data and I actually thought wow I had a bright future and 100 strangers were reading my random writing (sorry for my ignorance)... It's really unreal that I can write to this number of words today, you know, I have never written such a long novel and it's still a pure love novelΣ(° △ °|||)︴
In short, I have to thank everyone for their enthusiastic support and the editors who gave me the opportunity to achieve this. I bow like a tiger!
Looking at the long comments and fan art that are flourishing, I feel like I have harvested a whole pond of rapeseed flowers. Thank you to all the book friends who have produced fan fiction and fan art! You have helped the author to lose the moral integrity that she secretly cherished in her heart!
And to all the rich men, thank you for your support! I am so spoiled!
The title of this article is extremely vulgar, and my relatives and friends have been complaining about it: "It smells like a novice's brainless book. I feel that I have low taste when I tell people that I am reading this book, and I am ashamed to even recommend it." As a result, I am embarrassed to say that this is the name that I pondered for half a month before I finally decided on it. It is not very elegant, but it is simple and crude and clear at a glance, right!
(Okay, I am a little embarrassed to say this, I will see if I can change it later)
The original setting is that Mr. Shen’s surname is not Shen, but Gu. As a result, when I opened the list of books about traveling through time, I found that the protagonists of seven out of ten books were named Gu, so I quickly used the substitution method to change their names. But in fact, there are not very few people with the surname Shen╮(￣▽￣”)╭ Also, Mr. Shen was originally set to be a Yuanying cultivator, but later I checked Baidu Encyclopedia and vaguely felt that he was so useless that he could be a Yuanying, so I used the substitution method to change it to Jindan. I don’t have enough knowledge, so I made up things at random. So this article is full of various personal settings from beginning to end, and the cultivation process is a mess. No, it basically does not involve the cultivation process.
I have never written a comedy-type article before, and if I am not careful, I will lose control of the light and cheerful style and turn it into a noisy and noisy one, so sometimes I can't avoid being inappropriate. I rushed all the way down, like a carnival. The first half of the book has an outline, which is the part I am most satisfied with, but looking back, there are still so many typos and bugs that I can't bear to look at them; in the latter part, I let my imagination run wild and was really anxious when filling in the details. I was so stuck that I had to use my hands to hit the wall. In addition, the exams were intensive in the later part of the series, and the daily updates also challenged my poor writing speed. Many places were, well, terrible. So after half a year, I overhauled it, and finally felt a little better...
Although the framework cannot be changed, I have tried my best to revise the settings, add some details, and change some plots, especially the second half. So if you occasionally revisit this article on Jinjiang, you may find something interesting. XD I don't want to talk about some websites that even left me with such a dark history as 30×100=30000...
So I'll say one more thing. Haha. That's it. This shows that this person is a guaranteed scumbag. Book lovers, you can consider collecting this person's column. Thank you!!!
Who said I won’t write new articles? Of course I will, but I’m still struggling with my poor writing speed!
However, the pre-sale revenue for the new article can actually reach this number. You guys really give me huge surprises every time, which seriously exceeds my expectations.
Anyway, thank you all for your support! This first article has many shortcomings, but my mood is the same as Feiji. I like this story, the characters in it, and you who accompanied me to finish writing this story!