chapter 662 of the ancient and modern how many things
Cursing the liar to curse the liar, in fact, the real time to merge into one, Xiao Qingwu heart that point of self-imposed small tangles immediately with the wind and scattered, and on the contrary, feel …… that this guy with even coaxing and cheating the way is also quite good, do not need to force, do not need to entangle, naturally on this unity.
Should have been with him like this a long time ago.
She sighed and slowly quieted down.
“Does it hurt?” Xue Mu asked in a low voice.
“It hurts.” Xiao Qingwu sniffled, “My heart hurts even more, being raped by my own master, I’m so pathetic.”
Xue Mu looked at her speechlessly, if you are so pitiful, why are your arms wrapped around my neck?
Xiao Qingwu said, “You were also lying to me when you said that I wrote it wrong at the time and it didn’t hurt that much. It obviously hurts …… but ……”
“But what?”
“But …… if master likes it …… then it hurts.” Xiao Qingwu’s eyes became more and more misty: “The disciple has nothing else in this life ……This body can serve the master, the disciple is very happy.”
Xue Mu couldn’t help but cry and laugh, but his heart was really touched.
No wonder she’s always looking for something to do to make some kind of brain soup ah face soup ah, these in fact Xue Mu simply do not need, martial arts practitioners to his level really can not use this kind of soup medicine. Xiao Qingwu is no longer smart and dark also do not know how to help him, can only clumsily go to use her expertise in the medical profession to help some of the things that can be done.
Where can I find such a filial disciple?
He lowered his head and kissed, vaguely saying, “Then let Master …… hurt you more.”
Xiao Qingwu looked at death as if she was ready to die of pain, but slowly realized that …… it didn’t seem to hurt anymore.
Not only did it not hurt, but instead, a comfort that had never been experienced before began to spread, from the flesh and blood up to the soul.
The same is dead and alive, but not being hurt ……
It’s the opposite ……
When the soul was rushed up to the clouds, Xiao Qingwu finally understood why he could hear them screaming like that, simply could not help it ah ……
Also said to serve the master to come, this in the end who serves who ah?
The next morning.
Xue Mu woke up refreshed, the little disciple is still paralyzed like a dead pig lying on the side, posture is extremely indecent. Last night’s rain and wind, the delicate type of sister was really dead several times, and finally with extreme tiredness, slept comfortably.
Xue Mu also slept comfortably, and the disciple’s emotional mingling is very watertight, said to say that the lust bar, even the disciple is not spared, but if you really say spared, I’m afraid that the disciple himself will say that he is not sick.
Borrowing the day before going to the duel, this thing is fixed, it is as Yue Xiaochan said, both is to relieve the pressure, but also let the last trace of regret to wipe out, this moment is really radiant, feel straight to the virtual net can beat him up.
“Master you’re awake?” Xiao Qingwu sleepily opened half of her eyes, and then quickly and immediately opened wide, “Are you about to leave?”
“No no.” Xue Mu stroked her fragrant shoulder and comforted, “This kind of chaos in a big state is not a fight between two mountains, how can there be an instantaneous fire? I’m waiting for Lone Shadow’s message, it’s only when she comes back that it’s time for us to leave.”
Xiao Qingwu let out a slight sigh of relief and rolled over to lean against his shoulder nest: “Master’s shoulder is so comfortable. Is this nest the one that men specifically grow for women to lie on?”
“Sure enough, a sage of the healing arts, seeing through the Creator’s intentions at a glance.”
“Hmph ……,” Xiao Qingwu grabbed a small handful of tresses and twirled them around his shoulders, “So this kind of thing tastes like this, it’s really so comfortable… …I know how to write it next time ……”
Xue Mu lightly sniffed the warm fragrance in his arms, his little disciple’s brain circuits made him couldn’t help but laugh, “You still want to write this kind of scene?”
“Depends on the situation, when it’s time to write, it can be used.”
Xue Mu was serious: “That’s right, this is called life experience. If the Dream of Red Mansions we worked on doesn’t count, you’ve only released one debut novel so far, which means that you shouldn’t be a virgin by the time you release your second book, it’s just the right time.”
Xiao Qingwu lost her smile and said, “When did debut novel become this kind of meaning?”
“Then do you want to write a second book?”
“Yes.” Xiao Qingwu thought for a moment, and then said, “I still want to write it together with master, since I wrote the Red Mansion, I always feel that the level of my own independent structure is lacking too much.”
“Then have you thought about what story to write? How about you come up with ideas and master help you make a structure?”
“Yes.” Xiao Qingwu was excited and said, “I think that Yizhou has gone from a group of warlords to three forces occupying one side each, as well as universal unrest and the sword pointing at Yishui. This place contains a lot of rippling stories, with hot blood and feelings and schemes and killings, it will be very exciting to deduce. And this place can likewise convey the idea of peace and stopping the war, Master’s request for the Natural Sect to put out food and seeds and resources to restore people’s livelihoods is truly what the hearts of the people need, the plan for the ages.”
Speaking and seeing Xue Mu’s face confused, Xiao Qingwu slowly whispered down and tried to ask: “Is it possible that Master also thinks this is too difficult? Then …… then we write smaller?”
“Not …… how do you know that I want to write about the Three Kingdoms ……” Xue Mu scratched his head, “Writing about Yizhou is not good, how about we shelve a background as usual? It’s similar to the Water Margin, it’s also a big army fighting like that, not one person pouring into the city.”
Xiao Qingwu jumped: “Of course, listen to master, the army fights are also in line with today’s Yizhou.”
Xue Mu rolled over and got up, “Fetch a pen and paper!”
Obviously still facing an unpredictable war situation, this master and disciple actually still have the heart to open a new pit, if others see it really do not know how to spit, but these two goods are not the slightest bit aware, excited as if the festival.
Wenqing to Wenqing, to the eye really not strange.
“This big book, we also divided into several parts to write, master first give you the outline of the first two parts, you carefully think about it, the text can not use the red chamber dream that type of penmanship again. Wait for me to come back and then finish the rest …… “Xue Mu spread out the manuscript paper and slowly wrote down, “Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Part 1, Yellow Turban Uprising ……”
Xiao Qingwu watched earnestly as the fine outline of the first part slowly took shape under Xue Mu’s pen, as one after another heroic character and the setting of the story unfolded before her eyes, and it was as if she saw the world of jingoism, a storm that swallowed up all the winds and clouds that were slowly being built up under the tip of the pen and slowly opened up the heavens and the earth.
She turned her head to look at the side of Xue Mu’s face, the early morning sunlight poured in through the window pane, reflecting a bit of a hazy glow on Xue Mu’s body. The way he thought seriously and waved his pen, every time Xiao Qingwu saw him, she felt that Master was really a man of the gods.
If he wasn’t an immortal, how could he create one world after another as if it were real, with the Heavenly Dao and souls in those worlds?
Xiao Qingwu hated that last night’s events continued to start and continued until he left, she didn’t want to let Master leave her sight.
“Knock knock ……” The knock on the door sounded, Yue Xiaochan smiled and pushed the door in, “You master and disciple one night affair …… Huh? ”
Forgive Yue Xiaochan for knowing Xue Mu very well, but she could not have imagined that the two of them were actually coding at a time like this!
Yue Xiaochan was powerless to spit, rolled her eyes and came over, she would like to see Xue Mu’s spring night not continue, but instead began to code what a masterpiece?
“Part 2, The Lords and Lords Discuss Dong ……”
Yue Xiaochan looked at the densely-packed settings of war and schemes and grimaced, “This kind of thing, Lightwu can write it?”
Xiao Qingwu shook her head like a rattle drum: “No …… don’t have any confidence.”
“No matter and no confidence, first write and try.” Xue Mu laughed without lifting his head, “Xiao Chan came just in time, the fine outline of the first two parts is just finished. Let me make a preface …… also count as bringing an outline to Lightwoo.”
The two sisters watched in a daze as Xue Mu stroked his pen, and a thousand-year-old masterpiece was born in front of them.
“The Yangtze River rolls eastward, the waves have eliminated the heroes.
Right and wrong, success and failure, the head turns empty, the green hills are still there, a few times the setting sun is red.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river islet, accustomed to see the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine happy to meet, how many things in the past and present, all put in a laugh.”
One of the meaning of the meaning of timeless and difficult to say, almost their age can not be experienced things, but I do not know why look at look at can not move their eyes, the heart seems to have a thousand words, but hovering in the throat, tell not out.
Xue Mu himself also looked up and down for a long time, and suddenly smiled: “Xiaochan is right, as long as it is done. How many things have risen and fallen in the past, why should I take all the blame on myself?”