On the continent of the Gods, in the forest of demon beasts, a purple light fell from the sky.

A black phantom stepped forward on the trunk of the tree, landed in the air, and half-kneeled in front of a beautiful girl in blue aristocratic costume: "Report! There is a person from unknown origin in front, lying under the tree."

A girl with long blonde hair said in confusion: "Lying on the ground? What's wrong with him?"

The man in black said, "It seems to be injured."

The girl hurriedly said, "Then let's go and have a look!"

A group of warriors' vigilant guard girl walked forward.

Long Tianao opened his eyes and suddenly two strange giant swords stood in front of his chest, surrounded by a group of big men wearing armor.

Long Tianao quickly looked around. The strange-looking people, most of their hair was curly brown, white skin, and blue eyes.

A girl caught his attention, with her blond hair, dark blue robe, and a peculiar and delicate face.

When the queen saw this, she tried hard to conceive that strange person in her mind. The more she conceived, the more she felt strange, and muttered: "He won't go to the demon clan, right!"

The girl was talking to Long Tianao, and Long Tianao frowned and couldn't understand! His spiritual sense moved and invaded the brain of a warrior next to him, copying the language knowledge.

The girl pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Who are you? Why don't you reply to my words?"

Long Tianao apologized: "Sorry, I'm thinking about something."

The girl smiled and said, "I don't care, my name is Alice, what's your name?"

"Long Tianao!"

Alice muttered and said, "Long Tianao? What a strange name."

After some understanding, Long Tianao, who was still confused, followed them into the forest to find a plant called honeysuckle, which is said to have a very magical detoxification effect.

With Long Aotian's eyes, he saw many bizarre things along the way, including frost frost rabbits that would spit out frost, flaming cows burning with flames, rock pigs covered with rocks, two-headed tigers with two heads and other monsters appear one after another. The magical ones are beyond ordinary people's imagination and are even more weird than monsters.

There is also the fighting spirit of warriors fighting, and Alice waves her wand and chants a spell to release magic.

After pushing one by one, everyone finally found honeysuckle in the forest, but in the territory of a giant dragon, everyone was also alarmed when they arrived, and waved their wings and fluttered.

Many knights panicked, and the chief knight roared: "Princess, run!" He rushed towards the dragon without hesitation.

Alice was also at a loss and said with tears in her eyes: "How could this happen? How could there be a giant dragon here?"

Long Tianao looked at the so-called giant dragon, with two pointed small horns, fat and drooping belly, and a pair of fleshy wings.

Long Tianao said to the panicked princess: "Just repay your kindness for help."

The Qingshuang Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he smiled contemptuously and said, "It's also called Long, you are really an insult to the Dragon! My Oriental Dragon is the real Dragon Clan! You die~"

The Qingshuang Sword slashed, and a sword energy flew over, and the dragon was cut in half in an instant, falling all over the ground.

Everyone's eyes widened in an instant, giant dragon! A ninth-level dragon! It's not a little lizard, how could this happen?

The queen finished reading all twenty chapters in one breath and said with satisfaction: "What kind of dragon is a lizard with wings? My dragon clan in the east is the real dragon."

A young man laughed after watching "The Cultivation Boy in Another World" in the pavilion and said, "No, good! I'm looking forward to Long Tianao's performance below."

Cheng Yaojin touched his stubble and laughed: "I don't know what Zhang boy thought? If you can come up with so many strange animals, how can magic fighting spirit be compared with my Eastern Immortal Dao!"

In a restaurant, a group of people were drinking and having fun.

A man shook his head and sighed: "I feel ashamed of seeing Mr. Gu Fan's God-killing Sword!"

A fat man with a big belly laughed and said, "President Gu Fan has a good writing style, and those fighting descriptions are simply immersive! If I want to say, it is no worse than Zhu Xian."

Gu Fan smiled and said, "Your ghost path is not bad, you'll sell it out!"

The fat man smiled modestly and said, "It's all supported by some old readers."

An old man shook his head and said, "Zhu Xian! It will be a monument among our novelists in the future!"

A young man with a shiny and pink face said disdainfully: "I think Zhu Xian is just like that, his writing style is not good! He only takes advantage of novel writing styles."

The room suddenly became sluggish and looked at the young people.

Gu Fan said expressionlessly: "Do you know what you are saying?"

The young man said, "Am I wrong? I think his Zhu Xian is not as good as my Lingyunlu."

Gu Fan shook his head and said, "It seems that my novelist's dilapidated temple is too small to accommodate you, the great god. Please go out!"

The young man was stunned and said, "You want to drive me away?"

He said angrily: "Do you know who my father is?"

Gu Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I know people should be grateful!"

The young man said angrily: "Okay, you guys drive me away! I'll let you see how the man named Zhang was completely abused by my work." Daxiu shook the door and pushed the door and walked out.

When the person outside heard the sound, he looked in surprise. The young man said angrily: "What are you looking at? Have your meal!" He threw his sleeves away and walked out.

As soon as the young man left, Gu Fan's housekeeper walked in with a few books and said respectfully to Gu Fan: "Master, Mr. Zhang has written a new book..."

Gu Fan was stunned and frowned and said, "So quickly?"

One of the old men shook his head and sighed: "Young people just can't hold back! It takes at least half a year for a work to start writing. He was probably blinded by success when he wrote a book in such a hurry. Wang Zhen really could have suppressed him."

Gu Fan frowned and said, "Distorize the books and let everyone see them."

The housekeeper said respectfully: "Yes, lord!"

He handed the books in his hand to the authors sitting there. Everyone held the books, smiled and started reading them.

The more I looked at it, the more solemn it became, and the smile gradually disappeared.

After a long time, Gu Fan shared the book and sighed: "Young Master Zhang, you are such a genius!"

The fat author frowned and said, "This is completely reopening a world! From food, clothing, housing and transportation to the dynasty's forces, it must be reset. The project cannot be said to be large, and it will collapse if you are not careful."

The old man frowned and said, "But what if I write it?" Everyone was silent when they were doing it.

Gu Fan smiled and said, "After writing, he will be the only one who stands out again."

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that when I was old, I was taught a lesson by young people. Don't you dare to think about novels? It seems that I have to study this so-called alien world seriously. This is undoubtedly a new type of novel."

A group of people were smiling bitterly, and the people were sitting in the novel industry. I didn't expect that when I was old, I still had to learn. It's really a new generation to replace the old people.
Chapter completed!