Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 158 Luo Changfeng's Poisonous Scheme
Luo Changfeng's writing was naturally not as fast as Li Xunhuan's, and Li Xunhuan quickly finished reading the first page.

Turning his head to look at the rice paper in front of Luo Changfeng, seeing that he had only written half of the paper, he held the paper and read it from the beginning.

This time, he no longer just looked at the past like this, but began to deduce in his mind the scene when the disciples of the Eastern and Western Sects of Jianhu Palace fought, and the movements of the moves they used.

After a while, Li Xunhuan had read it over and over several times, and the second piece of paper was finally filled with words. Li Xunhuan immediately put down the first piece of paper, copied the second piece of paper, read it with relish, and even forgot the wine drink.

Luo Changfeng raised his head and glanced at Li Xunhuan, curled his mouth, dipped the quill pen into the inkstone that Song Baolin was holding, sucked up a tube of ink, and started writing again.

Just like that, writing one by one and reading one by one, the papers placed beside Luo Changfeng gradually increased, and Li Xunhuan was also fascinated by it.

From time to time, he sighed a few times in admiration, sometimes frowned, and sometimes showed a joyful smile. Obviously, his mind has been affected by the characters in the storybook, and this is the charm of modern novels.

When Song Baolin saw Li Xunhuan's appearance over there, he felt like a cat scratching his heart. He was originally a storyteller, so he was eager for a good storybook. Looking at Li Xunhuan's state, it was obvious that the storybook written by his young master must be wonderful.

Li Xun Huan and the others' carriage was silent, but the carriage behind A Fei was not dull. Lin Xian'er was bored of being alone, so she took the initiative to talk to A Fei.

"Master Fei..."

"You can just call me A Fei."

"Well, Ah Fei, did you and Changfeng grow up together?"

"No, we've known each other for less than a month."

Lin Xian'er was very surprised. Looking at the relationship between Luo Changfeng and A Fei, she always thought that they had known each other since childhood. This answer was beyond her expectations.

"Seeing how good your relationship is, I thought you've known each other since childhood!"

Ah Fei said: "Some people can become very good friends when they meet for the first time, and some people have known each other for a lifetime, but they never get in touch with each other."

Lin Xian'er agreed: "That makes sense, can you tell me how you two met?"

"Yes, it's a grassland hundreds of miles away from the mouth. I haven't found food for two days. Suddenly, a howling wolf attracted me..."

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Luo Changfeng and the others set off at dawn. It was already past noon, the wind and snow had calmed down, and the carriage arrived at a relatively spacious place, and there was an octagonal pavilion beside the road.

Tie Chuanjia turned back to the carriage and asked: "Master, Master Changfeng, it's already past noon, do you want to stop for a rest and have some dry food? There is a pavilion in front of you."

Li Xunhuan just finished reading a page and was waiting for Luo Changfeng to "update". Hearing this, he looked at Song Baolin, saw his tired face, and said, "Stop the car!"

"Yes."

Luo Chang said without raising his head: "Go down and rest first, I will come after I finish writing this page."

Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "Alright, Mr. Song, let's go down first!"

Now that the carriage had stopped, the inkstone would not shake anymore, Song Baolin put down the inkstone, but reached out to pick up the stack of rice paper that Li Xun Huan had read, jumped off the carriage impatiently, and prepared to go to the pavilion to look.

Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "Old Song, I advise you to eat and drink before watching! Otherwise, I'm afraid you will forget to eat and drink once you watch it."

Hearing what Li Xunhuan said, Song Baolin felt even more impatient, but he also knew that what Li Xunhuan said was right, it was freezing cold, if there was no food in his stomach, he would be very cold, and his whole body would tremble, even The inkstones are not stable.

So he followed the example of kindness, and temporarily put the rice paper with dried ink in his arms, and ate dry food first.

A Fei and Lin Xian'er also got out of the car, but they didn't see Luo Changfeng coming down, they couldn't help asking in surprise: "What is Changfeng doing?"

Li Xun Huan said: "I was writing the story book, and I said it when I was preparing to open a bookstore for Mr. Song."

Lin Xian'er's wonderful eyes flashed, and she said in surprise: "He can also write scripts?"

Although Li Xun Huan already knew that Lin Xian'er was not a good person, he didn't show any surprise, he said with a smile, "Not only can he write, but what he writes is really wonderful, indescribable, it fascinates people just by looking at it."

Lin Xian'er smiled and said: "Brother Li said so, my younger sister is looking forward to it."

After a while, Luo Changfeng finished writing a page, jumped out of the carriage, and came to the pavilion. Tie Chuanjia hurriedly brought dry food and water.

But at this time they had already had enough food and drink, Song Baolin was reading the script, as expected, just as Li Xunhuan said, he was fascinated immediately after reading it.

A Fei and Lin Xian'er were also fascinated. Every time Song Baolin finished reading a page, Lin Xian'er would take it over. After Lin Xian'er finished reading it, he handed it to A Fei. I watched the biography, and finally even started to watch Tie Chuanjia.

After Luo Changfeng finished eating the dry food, he didn't rush them, but just chatted with Li Xunhuan in a low voice. After half an hour, Song Baolin was finally the first to finish watching.

He handed the last page of paper to Lin Xian'er, looked at Luo Changfeng, and sighed: "Young master is really a genius. This story is written in this book. Although I don't know if there will be anyone in the future, it is absolutely unprecedented."

Speaking of this, Song Baolin suddenly looked at Luo Changfeng with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "The old man once heard from the young master that he would also write his experience with young master Fei into a storybook, but I don't know when the young master will start writing?"

Luo Changfeng pondered for a while, and sighed: "I was supposed to start writing today, but because some things didn't happen, I can only wait until I finish writing this book of Tianlongbabu."

"This book is for Song Lao's bookstore to initially accumulate popularity. When Song Lao's bookstore becomes famous all over the world in the future, I will start writing about contemporary martial arts."

Li Xun Huan said with great interest: "What is the reason? It made you give up your plan to write now?"

A cold light flashed in Luo Changfeng's eyes, and he said: "If Monk Xinmei didn't come suddenly, I originally planned to find a reason to kill Tian Qi, Gongsun Moyun and others."

There was a sudden silence in the pavilion, and everyone raised their heads and looked at him in unison, with different expressions.

The smile on Li Xun Huan's face was also concentrated, and he said with a wry smile: "You forgot what I said? Killing them will not do any good, but will only make you a public enemy of the martial arts."

Luo Changfeng sneered and said: "It's not easy for me to become a public enemy of martial arts. After I kill them, I will use them for fame and fortune. How to frame you as a plum blossom thief, and turn black and white, and refuse to admit that A Fei killed plum blossoms!" The story of the theft is written in a script."

"I would like to ask Mr. Song to invite hundreds or eighty storytellers to tell this story all over the world, so that everyone in the rivers and lakes will know it."

"At that time, the whole world will know that Tian Qi, Zhao Zhengyi and others are a group of insidious and cunning hypocrites, and by killing them, we will eliminate harm for the martial arts."

"Of course, in my storybook, it will only be written that it was done by 'Flying Swordsman'. By then, Ah Fei's name of 'Flying Swordsman' will not only be known in the world, but also admired by everyone in the world. Hero."

When Luo Changfeng said this, he looked at A Fei and said, "In this way, A Fei will become famous."

(End of this chapter)