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Chapter 646 Ten Days of Fighting Books (33 Subscribe)
"Hey, can you add me? I also have a mine at home, how about using it to bet with you?" A voice came to their ears, and the two turned their heads to look, but no one was seen.

"This, this, this." Jijiu stood in front of them, seeing these two idiots looking around, without getting angry.

"Strange, Mr. Lian, did you hear someone talking?" the man in the fancy dress said while frowning, while looking sideways.

"I've never heard of it." The same was true for the cultivator named Lian Lao. The two of them disappeared into the crowd, one left and one right, and Bajiu looked confused.

"What do you mean? Look down on me, jiu?"

In fact, what Jijiu didn’t know was that ever since Ma Feifei made a wave of ill-gotten gains, practitioners in the entire Canglong Continent had a consensus that they would never bet against anyone in the Miraculous Bookstore. , because there is absolutely no chance of winning.

So no matter if you find anyone next time, or open the market grandiosely, everyone ignores you as if you haven't seen it, which makes you very speechless.

"Cai Cai, what are you doing?" Jijiu returned to Zhang Caicai after being lost, and found that Zhang Caicai had no energy, just like a frost-beaten eggplant, and couldn't help asking with concern.

Zhang Caicai shook her head, her tone was a little low: "It's nothing."

"It's not like you, Cai Cai." Ji Jiu followed Zhang Cai Cai's gaze and found that he had been focusing on the young man on the ring all the time. He thought Zhang Cai Cai was worried about Ma Feifei, so he patted his face. shoulder, and comforted: "Don't worry, although I don't know how to write a book, in this world, no one can beat the shopkeeper."

"Then what if this person comes from the outside world?" Zhang Caicai subconsciously replied.

"Ah?" Qi Jiu was taken aback, the outside world?Ji Jiu raised his head and glanced at the sky, the sun was just rising, and before he knew it, Ma Feifei and the others had been fighting books all night.

"How could there be another world." Qujiu obviously didn't believe what Zhang Caicai said, turned his eyes to Ma Feifei who was concentrating on writing books in the arena, and said very confidently: "And even if there is, I also believe that the owner is the most powerful , no one can win the shopkeeper and his old man."

Compared with the blind faith of Qijiu, Zhang Caicai was not so confident, and nodded feebly, sullen.

Jijiu didn't understand why Zhang Caicai was acting like this all of a sudden, but he was still young and didn't know how to comfort others at all. Seeing that his comforting didn't work, he stopped comforting him and continued to stare at the two on the ring to write a book.

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One day passed... Everyone looked forward to watching the two of them write a book. On this day, the aura of the sky and the earth was raging, and the sun was shaded by clouds, so there was no sunlight.

The next day passed... Everyone watched the two writing books calmly. On this day, there were dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and it rained cats and dogs.

The third day passed... The crowd under the arena was scattered everywhere, there were more tables, chairs and benches, a small shed was set up, and some wine was drunk.

Day [-]...

On the ninth day... Everyone spent most of their time on other kung fu. Some people practiced on the spot, some closed their eyes and meditated, and some thought about life.

Until the tenth day, the moment the sun rises.

The sun shines on the wilderness and falls on the ring.

"Om~!"

An extremely ear-piercing trembling startled everyone's mind.

"Whoosh~~"

"Whoosh~~"

"Whoosh~~"

Countless figures turned into afterimages and appeared below the arena in an instant, staring closely at the arena.

"It's going to be a book!" said a practitioner in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect this young man to have a few brushes." Another practitioner looked at the young man who was galloping across the long table. on top.

'Boom~! With a sound, the long table erupted with a powerful breath, directly knocking the young man back three steps, and the pen in his hand was blown away.

"It's done!" Zhang Ke pushed away the maid who was helping him, and looked at the book slowly floating up with golden light, with a look of excitement on his face.

It is not a small difficulty for him to write a yellow-quality book, and the paper and ink used are the most inferior materials. On weekdays, under such circumstances, he can write almost ten books to write a yellow book. quality books.

So in general, this time it can be regarded as an extraordinary performance, and Zhang Ke expressed his satisfaction.

Catching the floating yellow quality book, Zhang Ke stroked his masterpiece, then looked up at Ma Feifei, and found that he was still writing, and there was no sign of a book being completed.

"It seems to be nothing more than that." Zhang Ke smiled contemptuously. He didn't pay much attention to this world, because this world was too weak for him. Due to the lack of avenues, the materials used for writing books cannot be bred. In the view of book writers, this kind of world is the lowest and most rubbish.

In addition, this world has a mysterious restriction, and it is impossible to step into this world under normal circumstances.

Even if he is a calligrapher, he borrowed the secret method of the book spirit to allow him to enter this world, but there is also a time limit, and he is also restricted in cultivation.

The reason why I want to come in is because a fairy has appeared in this world!
You know, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for immortals to appear here.

In order to find out the reason, Zhang Ke entered this world with the help of the book spirit's secret method. After some understanding, Zhang Ke discovered that the one who became immortal was Cang Lan, the head of Cangmang College, and the one who helped Cang Lan become immortal... It's a magical bookstore.

The most important thing is that Zhang Ke discovered that the books in this bookstore also have various magical effects, and can also breed book spirits!

In other words, a book writer unexpectedly appeared in this world!

Writer!The most noble profession in the world is his world, where book writers are a rare profession, let alone a low-level plane like Canglong Continent.

Faced with this amazing news, Zhang Ke began to inquire about the news of this bookstore frantically, and finally decided to block the other party in this wilderness, intending to have a contest with the other party as a writer, to test the other party's fiction and reality before proceeding. Decide.

But looking at it now, Zhang Ke found that he still took the other party too seriously.

"It's all those damned natives who lured me!" Zhang Ke glanced at the melon-eating crowd under the ring. Although his face still looked the same, he made up his mind to take these natives away when he left. As the punishment for these aborigines for deceiving his noble writer.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhang Ke frowned and turned to look at Ma Feifei.

At first, Zhang Ke didn't find anything special, but as Ma Feifei wrote word by word, Zhang Ke suddenly found that there was a faint breath from the long table in front of Ma Feifei, and he was very impressed by this breath. Familiarity is the aura emanating from the writer before he completes the book.

"Is he really going to write a book?" Zhang Ke was inexplicably nervous. He didn't expect this young man to have two brushes.

"No, the laws of this world do not allow high-level book writers to appear at all. Even if he can write a book, it will be a blue quality book at most." Zhang Ke thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)