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I, golden retriever girl.

If you don't know my name, you can call me "Master".

I'm looking for my long-lost Oni-chan in Tivat, and now I've come to Liyue from Mond, this will be the second stop of my great journey!

Lord, the honorary knight of Mond, punching the green hat poet, kicking the evil abyss sect, the rising sun of Tivat, will remove all obstacles and save all the misery in the world.

This fellow flying next to me, Paimon, you can also call her emergency food, or "hello".

"Hey, it's not emergency food!"

Paimon, who was swaying beside the blond girl, said angrily, "And you are a light novel, don't be led astray by that bastard Han Chen!"

The hair on top of the blonde girl's head swayed slightly, she read the words written in the notebook in her hand, and said in a puzzled manner: "But Han Chen's light novels are all written like this, he said that the protagonist's name must be first. appear in three sentences, and let the reader feel that the protagonist is different."

"And then there is the main task of the novel. There needs to be a goal that runs through the whole picture, so that readers will continue to look down."

"The last is the foreshadowing. You must learn to break the chapter in the right place, so that the readers will send you a lot of blades, so that we will have the materials for forging weapons!"

The more she talked, the more confident she became. Her novels would definitely surpass Han Chen and become popular all over the seven countries!

Paimon's mouth twitched slightly, and for a while he didn't know where to start complaining, what the hell! Do you want to learn the bad taste of that guy taking the title of the book too!

Ying picked up the notebook in her hand earnestly, and said confidently: "It's decided, this novel is called "Thank you for your invitation: Lord Zaimond, punching and cheating poets, kicking the abyss sect", Han Chen personally I said that I have the appearance of platinum, and this novel will be conferred with a million words!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Paimon's forehead. She was very afraid that the light novel market in the future would be occupied by such weird titles. Help!

And she remembered that what Han Chen said to every writer who asked him for advice seemed to be like a platinum figure, a million gods, and Su Geng's sleepless nights, "This is obviously just to perfunctory you, hey, stay awake, Ying, and write a novel. A dead end!"

Ying sighed, "Yes, the most important thing is to find my brother first." According to Wendy, Liyue only sees the legendary Yanwang Dijun during the annual Seven Stars Invitational Ceremony. She hopes to find her. Brother's clue.

"When I find my brother, I can write a new novel!"

"So why haven't you given up yet!"

The two figures were talking and laughing while walking on the small road of Shimen, and they should be able to arrive at Liyue Harbor before evening. I heard that there is a country governed by gods.

"Ying, Ying, look at that person, look familiar!" Paimon circled in the air, pointing to the river bank not far away, where a young boy stood quietly.

"Isn't that Han Chen?" Ying opened her mouth after looking at it, showing a scornful smile. She was familiar with this back figure, "It's time for him to comment on Ye's novels!"

"Hey, don't bring the oral fetish in the novel in reality!"

One person and one emergency food approached Han Chen quietly.

At this time, Han Chen was staring at the black-backed perch in the river in front of him. Today's dinner is over!

He pondered for a moment, slowly took out an iron sword, and a purple electric light flashed in his eyes, "The sword light is like me, cutting all the clutter!"

Han Chen's figure flashed across the river in an instant, and the extremely fast speed even brought out afterimages. When he landed, a bright purple sword mark lit up behind his back, and violent purple lightning instantly covered the entire river. Large swaths of fish floated to the surface of the river by electric numbness.

The tiptoe Ying stopped abruptly, the corners of his mouth twitched, what the hell is this! Why do light novel writers shout that sword light is like me, cutting all the messes out!

A strong sense of disobedience appeared on Ying and Paimon's faces. For some reason, Han Chen's words always felt a little lacking.

Han Chen had already noticed the two people behind him, his legs were trembling slightly, help, why was such an embarrassing scene seen by others!

Embarrassingly, he can already use his toes to dig out the giant abyss of rock.

"Ahaha, isn't this Miss Ying and Paimon? It's a coincidence," Han Chen threw the iron sword in his hand aside with an embarrassing smile, and silently greeted Zhong Li in his heart. Kick down here, so embarrassing things won't happen.

"Ying, this person's way of changing the subject is so rigid," Paimon said with a smirk.

Ying put her hands on her waist slowly, her small chest was slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Jiangguang is like me, cut through the mess!"

"Yeah, very energetic!" Ying gave Han Chen a thumbs up.

Han Chen has a heart to die now, so let's just silence these two, so that his reputation will not be destroyed in one fell swoop.

He sighed helplessly, and leaned over to fish out a corona-stunned black-backed perch from the river, "Do you eat fish?"

Ying and Paimon looked at each other and nodded vigorously at the same time. They just ate the sunset fruit along the way, and they were going crazy when they thought about meat.

Not long after, there was a bunch of bonfires surrounded by twigs by the river. Several cleaned black-backed bass were penetrated by the twigs and inserted in a circle around the bonfire.

"By the way, Han Chen, you are also from Liyue, so have you seen the Rock God?" Paimon asked curiously when he flew to the bonfire.

"Uh..." In Han Chen's mind, the idle person who walked around and played with birds every morning appeared in Han Chen's mind. "I haven't seen it before, but tomorrow's Seven Stars should be able to see Lord Yan by asking Xian Dianyi."

Ying nodded slightly, this was the second time she had heard this name, it seemed that the singer didn't lie to her.

Han Chen was busy turning the grilled fish, and at the same time sprinkled mysterious seasonings on it, the river was quickly enveloped in a strong aroma.

Ying couldn't help secretly swallowing her saliva. She had eaten grilled fish many times, but she always felt that she didn't have the aroma of grilled fish in front of her.

The young man in front of him seemed to be omnipotent. He was proficient in everything from novels to cooking. He held his cheeks and recalled the first time he saw Han Chen.

At that time, she was observing the fantasy friend with Wendy, and Han Chen suddenly appeared in front of several people and wrote the story of the fantasy friend into a novel for the hush money of one hundred thousand Mora.

Paimon once gave Han Chen a nickname, Mora! Because he is richer than the righteous!

Later, Ying bought a copy of the novel after it was published, and she couldn't help crying in the middle of the night. Even though she was the party to the story, the charm of Han Chen's writing still made her cry.

But she has a doubt, that is why there are so many words describing Wendy, and she and Paimon are like passers-by!

This question is destined to have no answer, because Han Chen can't tell them that a certain green hat man bribed him 10 cases of dandelion wine.