I wrote too many words today
So much that I think I should rest
My work hasn't been approved
reason is
Chuixue said I was involved in the art of speech diversion
I said, how is this possible
Run, jump ship
abound
Don't stick to one place
Lotus flowers are unstained because they come out of the mud
If you leave now
floriferous
results
holding
Then I looked at the word count again
I decided to talk to you again
What do you want?
Aren't a few words?
Isn't the Yangtze River formed because of the accumulation of small streams?
You forbid me to say 19 words
Do you know how heartbroken I am?
how sorry I am
It's all one by one
It's my blood and sweat
is like my child
What do you mean by desecrating my child?
And those 19 words are my favorite child
But it died at birth
Can you not make my heart ache?
When you're forbidden to hit in my sight
Have you considered my feelings?
I may never be able to write on this platform again.
Because I offended Fuzuuki.
Ximen Chuixue's knife is cold
So it makes my heart so cold and full of chill
How can I continue writing this?
Have you ever seen an author write with a chill in his heart?
Such a cold knife
I won't use it
And you're using this knife
Cut me again and again
Again and again, it makes me feel cold
It's summer
You're off topic
Summer is hot and leafy
But there's always someone who's dried up inside
Always unable to win any abundance
because in his eyes
Things are all devastated, disheartened, unable to hold back their laughter
How could this be?
Things are beautiful, this world is beautiful
We must have a beautiful love, we can't have a broken plot
We can drink fresh blood by the hand, fresh snow. Because it's clean, ask
How could something so clean not have any ripples?
You're wrong, you're wrong, I say
I looked at the word count again, only 500 words.
I can still chat with you for a long time
I was really nervous
You banned my book
Because I like writing books
But no one wants me except you
Where do you want me to write?
so ah
blowing snow
you don't have to
Wondering if I'll continue to write here
If it wasn't written here
Will I write here?
answer is yes
I looked at the words again
600, I can still chat with you
But our friendship is very shallow
Or maybe you don't even look at my work and only know how to pick at it
I'm sorry for being harsh
I cherish this hard-won opportunity
No one wants to write badly
And writing badly is also a kind of ability
He can write badly
But my words are too heavy for the snow
But snow will melt
So the snow will melt, right?
This move of yours is called 'One Sword of Frost Frost in Fourteen Prefectures. The sound of drums and horns reveals the good weather in the sky, and the wind and waves shake the mountains and seas in autumn. The southeast will always be the golden pillar of heaven, who can envy the marquis of ten thousand households at that time?”
800 words, Fuzuki.
Do you really read it every day? My writing is so bad, how can you read it?
" One Sword of Frost in the Fourteen Prefectures ", I will also write it when the time comes. It's about the Nine Dragons Extinguishing. It's about the first time the Nine Dragons Extinguished, they sealed their pure and kind object, the " Chill Invasion Sword ", and everything they pointed at was filled with coldness. Nine Dragons pointed the sword and pierced through countless Dharma Realms, sending it to Jue, who was in desperate need of the sword. Jue didn't realize that she desperately needed the sword, but Nine Dragons knew, so he gave the sword to Jue and opened the Dharma Realms. Everyone felt a chill in their bones and knew that Nine Dragons had awakened. Nine Dragons remained silent and gave away the treasures of the world. This might cause great trouble for Jue, but Nine Dragons didn't know that he only cared about the people he loved. This sword frosts the nineteen states. I said some foul language. I don't know if I can pass the trial, but removing the foul language is like asking me to wipe the grease and dirt on the table. I'm sorry, Chuixue. I was too harsh with my words, but I'll definitely return the favor. I'll cut the throat of the king with my sword. The reason why I didn't stab you with this sword and instead stabbed beside you was because I couldn't bring myself to do it. I really couldn't bring myself to do it. My sword edge cut through the air beside you, making a buzzing sound. Sigh, I miss her again. Because of this, my sword art has greatly retreated. I hesitated, so my sword is slower, much slower. People who yearned for love could not raise their swords because they were weak and their swords would fall off. You might not let me go, but my sword is no longer sharp. It's too late. Hero, please spare me! But I just miss her. There's no other way. I'm struggling because she can still see me. But you broke my sword, so she couldn't see it. In order for her to see it, let me go this time, okay? Sigh, it's really uncomfortable. When I was young, I didn't understand why Ge Nia's sword was slow, so when I saw him, I gritted my teeth and said, Your sword is too slow." Who would have thought that I was the one who was slow? Yes, my sword was too slow. The sword was too heavy, so heavy that I couldn't even lift it. When I held it, I had to bend over when I walked. The sword was like a puddle of mud that could no longer be hardened. Back when the nine dragons slaughtered the entire dragon race, his sword had never been blunt. In a flash, the sword light turned into a dull light that cut through his heavy yearning, but he did not blink. He slashed again and again, the emotionless sword of the sentimental swordsman. Back then, he had slashed from the Southern Heavenly Gate all the way to Penglai East Road. There were so many dragons, but he did not even blink. Ten Dragons was not a dragon at that time, but the Night King. He was still young and cried to his brother Nine Dragons,"" The dragon is gone!" Nine Dragons finally stopped his crazy behavior. To him, it was easy to slash with his sword. He didn't know that he had killed all the dragons. Moreover, he didn't understand the dragon language and didn't know what the dragons were saying. Only then did the dragon survive. That was why, Fuzuuki. The sword can't be too ruthless, because it's all my sweetheart. So I beg you, don't do this. Because you have hurt the person I love, but my sword is no longer sharp, so I can only dance with it. Now the nine dragons have come to dance for Chuixue. Xiang Zhuang's sword cannot pierce Xiang Yu because his sword is too blunt, so you don't have to worry about my assassination. What do you think of this dance? Then I'll let you take a look and beg you to let her go. Alright, Ximen Chuixue. Sigh, what a helpless thing. However, I don't know how to dance either. You can make do with it. Please do me a favor. Good people will live a peaceful life. That year when I entered Daoxuan Mountain, the elder of Daoxuan Mountain said that he no longer had a surname and gave your sword a name. Grandmaster, can you think about it carefully? Is it really gone? There's still one more thing, the old man said. You should know that all the swordsmen in the world belong to him, Chen Ping 'an. That's why Daoxuan Mountain is named after Chen. If there's any other name, three will do. The elder slapped him and said," You still want three words? Do you think you are Chen Ping 'an?"
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