"Don''t worry about it," Guo Yong said to the eighth childe with a gloomy face. "Are you sure you can beat him?"


    "Naturally, that''s no problem," said the eighth childe. "I''m well prepared this time. How can I lose to him? I heard that he left the scene the third morning and lasted two and a half days. What can I write?"


    "That''s good," Guo Yong nodded. "If you can win back the ink dragon''s egg and give it to me, I''ll take you in. Then you and I will be teachers and disciples."


    "Please don''t worry, Mr. Quanshan, I will win this competition!" said eight childe excitedly.


    Guo Yong''s position in the novel world is not only achieved by writing novels by himself. He also holds the post of "writer" in bulaofeng, specializing in teaching his disciples to write novels. Many famous writers of Bu laofeng have the friendship of apprenticeship with him. If they worship him, they will enter this huge network of relationships. There are more than one or two benefits.


    [hum! It''s just a mountain breeze. Just wait for me!]


    ……


    Du Ziyuan came to the courtyard where she lived with duanmuxing. She generously introduced him to her room.


    Even if it''s a temporary residence, it''s a very private place. Ordinary people can''t get in at all, let alone men.


    "Please sit down, Mr. Shanfeng." duanmuxing asked Du Ziyuan to sit down and asked his maid to prepare some tea.


    "No," Du Ziyuan stopped the maid. "I probably didn''t tell you that I can''t get used to eating outside."


    Duanmu apricot nodded at the maid when he heard the speech: "then go down."


    Du Ziyuan saw her reaction and knew that she suddenly came to find herself. As expected, it had something to do with Xia Wuyi. After sitting down, he asked, "how is the naked injury? Is it getting better?"


    Duanmu apricot smiled: "thank you for your concern. Master Shanfeng''s injury has not continued to deteriorate, but after all, it is the injury left by fighting with demon Zun. I''m afraid it will be difficult to recover for a while."


    "So..." Du Ziyuan knew that Xia Wuyi was seriously injured, but he didn''t know much about it. What he is thinking about now is that next time sun Tianyun brings immortals to customize comics, maybe he can ask for a healing pill. The pill of heavenly immortals should have a good effect on the immortals who rob the territory.


    Duanmuxing saw that he was distracted, so he waited quietly.


    Du Ziyuan didn''t realize it until he recovered: "sorry, I''m a little distracted. By the way, are you an apprentice without clothes?"


    Duanmuxing nodded: "I was the first one to earn the income of the master, but compared with the younger martial sisters, my qualification is the worst. I entered Rongtian in my thirties, which really humiliated the master."


    Martial arts people can keep their faces, while those who cultivate immortality need to go to the realm of melting heaven. Duanmuxing didn''t practice martial arts, so her face was fixed at that moment when she stepped into the melting heaven in her thirties. Du Ziyuan originally thought that her appearance was deliberately changed by immortal method. After all, actors also need all kinds of images. We can''t all be young. As for duanmuxing''s modesty, Du Ziyuan will not take it seriously.


    "The master learned that Mr. Shanfeng came to attend the seven front Festival this time, and specially asked me to bring you a few words. He said that everything was fine, so you don''t have to worry, but it was a pity that he couldn''t come to see Mr. Shanfeng in person this time. I hope you can understand." duanmuxing relayed Xia Wuyi''s words.


    After hearing this, Du Ziyuan said with a smile, "really, what are you polite to me? Just take good care of your injury." although Xia Wuyi is much older than him, he actually gets along more like a brother or a sister (laughter).


    "By the way, there''s another thing," duanmuxing said again. "I starred in a theater play recently, and I still lack a theme song. The master found it very appropriate for you to teach him ''flower sea'', so let me ask for your opinion."


    "What''s the matter," Du Ziyuan said. "I''ve given him all this song. You can use it if you want."


    "Does the name of the songwriter still use ''Wang Zhongzhong''?"


    "Yes."


    "Thank you so much," Duanmu Xing said happily. "I really like this song ''flower sea''. This kind of singing is unheard of. It''s really nice."


    [you''ve heard the island singing, there''s a ghost.] Du Ziyuan said in his heart. On the surface, he still smiled at her.


    After that, they talked a little more, but generally they couldn''t live without Xia Wuyi. After all, he was the intersection of the two people. Du Ziyuan didn''t stay in her room long. After all, they didn''t know each other very well.


    "Don''t send it, I can go out myself." he refused duanmuxing''s proposal to send him to the door. God knows if there are any paparazzi squatting there. The paparazzi in the fairy world are much more powerful than those on earth. Maybe people will secretly look at you with Xuanguang technology thousands of miles away. It''s OK to have an array in the yard. If you get to the door, you may be photographed at any time.


    Duanmuxing understood what he meant, so he didn''t give more.


    However, Du Ziyuan seems to have forgotten one thing. That is, this is the courtyard prepared for the guests of Qifeng Festival. It is the same as the other hall where he lives, so... The designers are also the same.


    ten minutes later.


    [MMP, I seem to be lost again.] Du Ziyuan grabs his head and is ready to ask a maid or bodyguard for directions.


    After walking around, he successfully found a patrol guard. Just as he wanted to ask the way, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him. It seemed that something had fallen on his head.


    Now he has cultivation, and his reaction speed is also very fast. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hands to catch the falling object.


    It''s quite light,


    A little soft,


    It also makes a sound.


    "Ah."


    [it''s a person!]


    Du Ziyuan reacted in one second. Looking carefully, isn''t this "thing" falling from the sky just a sister?


    "It''s raining in the sky?" he looked up foolishly and saw that there were no clouds.


    Then he looked down at the sister in his arms and saw that she also looked at herself with a shocked face. Not afraid, not shy, but shocked, as if he saw something incredible.


    [do I have flowers on my face?] Du Ziyuan felt puzzled, but he put her on the ground and asked, "how did you fall from the sky?"


    The girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is wearing a translucent Tulle coat, through which you can vaguely see the red belly pocket inside. Her figure is very good, about 165 tall, her legs are close to 1 meter, and her face is as exquisite as a 3D figure.


    A ball was tied on both sides of the head, and the thin bangs were separated from the middle, revealing a little lovely forehead. Even if you are as picky as Du Ziyuan, you have to admit that this is really a top-grade Laurie.