Heroes of the Marsh Fanfiction: Full Throttle

I recently fell in love with Shansu because of the TV series. Then someone in the comments said that there was a well-written article here and I took a look. I didn't expect it to be true. It was shocking. I really like it. The characters are captured so accurately. I can't express my love because of the lack of writing. Please leave a mark to express your support for the author.

Talking about the release of Heroes, let's pay homage to some immortal words?

Wow wow wow Mr. Su, you should just follow Mr. Lei. Otherwise, it would be too lonely

Although this extra story is short, it still reads with a bit of twists and turns. Wu Wu said nothing more and left alone without even saying goodbye. Su Mengzhen was momentarily shocked by the determination and sadness of that turn of head, and did not catch up immediately. In fact, it was him who was ruthlessly worried. The sin of killing is too serious, and you will be repaid in the future. This sentence was said by Mr. Zhuge to Qing Qing. However, although Qingwu would rather not eliminate the evil obstacles and stick to the path he chose, Su Mengzhen is even more insistent. The ruthless and sad look back made my heart feel sad. But everyone knows that no one can change what Su Mengzhen decided. Su Mengzhen said cheerfully: "He made the decision privately, I don't know. But if something like this happens, you should discuss it with me first. I think the agreement with Leishuang may be able to return the territory that Shangguan Zhongshen took away, but you kill If you kill him, you have violated my taboo, so you must pay the price." He looked at Di Fei's somewhat sad eyes and couldn't bear it for a moment, but he continued with a cold face: "Whoever kills my brother will die. This is Su Mengzhen, who values "brothers" more than anything else. Although he is cold and arrogant, he is always sincere when facing his brothers. "What are you doing here? "Su Mengzhen walked up to Qingqing, leaned down and stared at Wuqing: "This is a place where no one cares. Are you the one who gathers people to cause trouble as a police officer? " Wu Wuqing looked back at him steadily, with a calm tone: "I don't care if you catch me fast, I'll take care of you if you become a cliff. I don't want to see this hell on earth with piles of corpses here, so I'm here to advise you to stop. " "What if I still disagree? "Su Mengzhen couldn't help but feel slightly angry when she saw the cold demeanor and tone of his voice when talking to her. "That's okay too. A trace of a carefree but bleak smile appeared on the ruthless lips: "If you insist on killing the world, just pass through me." Get over my dead body. " Seeing the determined look in his eyes, Su Mengzhen fell silent for a moment. On one side is his brother, on the other side is ruthlessness. To be fair, it's hard for me to guess what Su Mengzhen would choose. In the end, he compromised for the sake of ruthlessness. This kind of Mr. Su has a human touch in his indifference. This is good, but I still have a little doubt. It should be said that I have the same doubt when reading the text. Will the ruthlessness at this time have such a big influence on Su Mengzhen? Reading "A Gentle Knife", one of Su Mengzhen's great personal qualities is his trust, unquestioningness and respect for his brothers.

Scarlet Nalan Master Nalan said: If you love someone, write for him. Lord Nalan also said: If you love him, kill him. (Quote from Zi Ji...) I struggled with these two sentences for a long time, until one day when I read the sentence "Confucius sharpened the "Spring and Autumn"", I slapped the table and laughed and said, "I understand!" Nalan was not just writing and slashing people, slashing between the lines, until the sky was dark and the ground was dark, smoke was rolling, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers. If there is any difference between him and Confucius, it is that Confucius cut off the "Spring and Autumn" and cut off those he didn't like; Mr. Nalan only cut off the people he liked. Oh... Let's use a new word nowadays, called "torture". Not only did he abuse his body, but he also abused his mind. He was bruised all over his body, exhausted physically and mentally, besieged on all sides, and betrayed all his relatives. However, he still had a pair of eyes as wide as a ghost, clenched his teeth, and lived. Confucius was from Lu, southwestern Lu, and with a little bit of cunning, he reposted... The so-called "without a word, you can be romantic". However, Nalan... Looking up at the countless completed works in this column, he is probably the most prolific author I have seen in the past year since Mao learned to read articles on the Internet, and... He fills holes very quickly. As expected of a kind-hearted Shanxi person, he has already seen two shovels of soil in this week, although... They were filled in different holes. Speaking of which, I went online because of Chai Teng, and then I entered Xie Shisan's Feng Liu Tian Xia from a fellow fan, and then followed the link to Bird's Nest... By the way... I have been waiting for acceptance at Bird's Nest for half a month. Although it has not been accepted yet, I have read a lot of the article, so I followed the link from Feng Liu Tian Xia again and entered the BT cultivation base. In fact, when I saw the name of this column that day, I laughed so much that I couldn't help myself, and then I saw Nalan's declaration of climbing the wall... In the past, petty officials were also known as "knife-pen officials", as the pen was the same as the knife. So I often think about Nalan's penknife, which should be crimson, with a little bit of enchantment, a little bit of beauty, a little bit of charm, despair, struggle and the gnashing of teeth that never give up... Forgive the cat's knotted tongue, the writing style is so changeable that I can't grasp the style of that stroke. However, what never changes is that blush. Scarlet, red in color, belongs to fire in the five elements, summer in the season, heart and blood in the human body. Then he sighed and understood why Nalan was scarlet. Nalan's writing is like a scorching summer, like a scorching sun dominating the world, like a violent wind and rainstorm sweeping over the world irresistibly. He claims to use a sword, but his every stroke is filled with the meaning of a sword. The opening and closing of the sword are vertical and horizontal, and the writing is full of joy. Nalan should be a person like summer, with a fiery temperament that doesn't tolerate dust. However, he stands high and looks far away. On the contrary, it seems that everything is not what he wants. He has a kind of iceberg-like coolness. Then the cat started to struggle again. My impression of Nalan is so contradictory. I imagine it to be a temporarily dormant volcano. When it erupts, lava flows freely, but when it stays still, it accumulates years of frost. It makes people look up with a sense of awe and trembling even when they are close to him. The people in his paintings also wear the outer appearance of ten thousand years of ice, and fire-like enthusiasm spurts out from the cracks in the ice and rock from time to time. This passion has been suppressed for a long time, and when it erupts, it has to squeeze out of the rock cracks, so... It can't help but be a little distorted... (Hold your head and run away...) I once thought about why Nalanke is so productive. It is praised by thousands of people for its fast speed, good soil quality and high soil quality. When asking this question, Nalan looked down coldly like the scorching summer sun in his imagination and said: Cutting the blood from the heart with a knife can produce lotus flowers every word. I read an article about Nalan's dispute with his parents, saying that it was for publication, and he published 200,000 articles in half a month, so he remained silent. Mao also wrote a paper about ten thousand words a day, day and night, but could not write more than thirty thousand words in less than half a week. After he stopped writing, he felt dizzy and nauseated for three days. Everything he saw was distorted, and everything he heard was muffled. As for essays, which are things, there is less talk about oneself and more talk about others. The copy and paste often takes up half of the paragraph, which is still frustrating. If so, what about 200,000 words? Each word comes from the heart and is cast in blood. Isn't this what the predecessors called "painstaking efforts"? It was midnight when I read this article, and all the people I slept with were already asleep. I sat alone under the lamp, sighing deeply. Those who read such words without being able to express their feelings, and those who read silently and escape, should be ashamed of themselves. Finally, he understood the origin of Nalan's hatred for the Overlord. Nalan's Purple Clothes Why is Nalan wearing purple clothes? Regarding this issue, Mr. Nalan's own explanation is that he is resistant to dirt... The ancients said that "red is so red that it turns purple", so we can think that purple is extremely red. Therefore, Nalan's clothes were still crimson, heavily dyed, even purple. If there is still enthusiasm in scarlet, purple has sublimated this enthusiasm into loneliness. Loneliness is cool, enthusiasm is fierce, and Nalan's writing is as cool as summer. Nalan belongs to summer, or Nalan is summer. The exposure of the scorching sun is self-confidence. Because the words come from the heart, they can move in the heart. The words are cast in blood, so they can enter the blood. Anyone who has a heart and blood can't help but feel moved after reading it, like being struck by thunder or being struck by a stick. The fire of midsummer is the king's fire, and the fire in the heart is also the king's fire. The king is in the world, and his coolness is disdain. For example, at noon in the scorching summer, a person stands in the wilderness, with not a single tree to provide any protection. The only resistance is to cover his eyes with his hands, looking around blankly, with no intention of resisting. People who sincerely resist can just hold a parasol, apply sunscreen all over their bodies, bite an ice cube in their mouth, stand in the bright sun, look up, and see that the scorching sun ignores you, hanging lazily and brightly in the sky, and suddenly they become depressed and desperate. When the ice cubes melt away and the parasol is exposed to the sun, they still look for the shade of a tree in panic. Nalan's writing makes people unable to resist. I saw Nalan's old post a few days ago. I was furious and asked for help. After reading four or five pages in a row, I couldn't find even one person who dared to come forward and make a fuss. Although the post was popular, it was reasonable and well-founded, just like the scorching summer sun. Sometimes I feel that the text is like a violent storm in midsummer, sweeping people away. Looking around is a vast expanse of white, with no east and west, no road and no end. With such a sense of awe, I dare not go back, I can only be wrapped up in the wind and rain, and walk straight on. When the wind stops and the rain stops, the chapter is over. It was also midsummer last year, and there was a heavy rain in Jinan on July 18. That day, in the rain, in the crowded city, I felt the power of the wildness of heaven and earth, and I wished I could worship it. Where could I see the road, deep and shallow, it was a watery country. So... I succumbed to such a prehistoric power, and accidentally finished "Hurry". When I woke up... It was the end of the chapter, my cheeks were red, and I couldn't advance or retreat. If you just make up for it without saying a word, you will be ashamed of yourself. If you don't make up for it, you will become like the overlord again. In the future, you will not be able to appreciate Nalan's hard work and words, so I wrote this article in fear to make up for my sin. How to marry a wife like this Nalan belongs to summer. Nalan has a wife named Weixia. Xu Weixia is not like midsummer, but like early summer. It is late spring and early summer, with a little residual lingering fragrance of flowers. Its temperature is gentle, warm and slow, like the early summer charm of "the flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small". Later I saw that the column was titled "April Weixia", and I felt quite smug, thinking I had a trick. I am about to read "Poetry·Xiaoya·April" and get the sentence "Weixia in April". Fang is sweating like rain, hating how lonely he is. I haven't read Xu Weixia's articles yet, but what I have seen are several poems and several long commentaries. Every time I get a long comment on Nalan at the end of his article, his sincerity and sincerity make me sigh. Nalan said: If you love someone, write for him. So, what about writing about loving someone? Just write a review for him? Xu Weixia's love for Nalan is in the text. Nalan's love for Wei Xia is also in the text. Seeing that he was hired by literature, he broke his own principles and wrote "Lotus Leaf Cup" and abandoned "Lotus Leaf Cup", both for one person. Later, when I entered the bird's nest, I saw the divorce and wedding posts posted by Nalan. It was Mao's first time getting involved in the Internet, and these marriages were unknown. However, it is common to see those who are married in the seventh or eighth year, and those who are married in the fourth or fifth year. They are dedicated like Nalan, and this is the only one I have seen. Thinking about the wanderings of these two people in the rivers and lakes, they must be like Tang Er and the Flower Demon. When they are having a blind date with each other through poetry and wine, the sky and the south and the north and the sun intersect like water, clear and bright, without a trace of stickiness. They should not be like glue or paint from morning to night. If compared to tea, Nalan is like Tieguanyin. It has a strong aroma and a strong taste in the mouth. It has a long aftertaste without any mellow taste. It has a clean and refreshing feeling. It is the most enjoyable tea. Xu Weixia is as green as snow, with a pleasant fragrance, a pleasant green color, and a light, clean and sweet taste. It is a gentleman's style in tea. Postscript: It is said that if you like someone, you should write about him. However, I have only known Nalan for only a week, and I have read only a few articles. Xu Weixia's works have even fewer articles. If I say I understand him, I would never dare to do so. After just reading "Kurst", it was like being stabbed in the head. It was painful and heart-opening, and all the troubles in the world were temporarily put aside. It was like pouring a cup of Erguotou with a temperature of 65 degrees, and it was blazing from head to toe. It was not happy to raise my voice without exhaling. I know that this article is neither fish nor fowl, a book review is not like a book review, and a biography is not a biography. It is upside down and terrible, and it is an eyesore to put it here. It's just that it's rare to have a few days of leisure in floating life. I'm afraid that if I don't remember it now, I will be disturbed by worldly affairs in the next moment and I won't be able to enjoy it to the fullest. If the comment is biased, Lord Qinalan can just give it a quick blow and he can rest in peace. If there are one or two people who can appreciate it, they are willing to pay homage to Zhi and it is enough to worship him under the door wall. Author's reply: In fact, after reading along the way, I found that Mao first watched Bustling Flowers, then Die Lianhua, and then Lan Ming. They all left serious messages. I always wanted to reply to each one but was unable to do so (look at how many pitfalls I have...), And then I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an additional long comment. Sweat. Originally I had two long reviews, one written by Lao Wu Mouxue and the other by Tenth Brother Chu Kuang. The manuscript was almost finished when I sent it to JJ, so one update would cover several chapters, which also caused the popularity and comments to not keep up. BW was also one of the reasons. However, I really don't know how to reply to comments like "Spread the flowers, cheers," etc., So I was surprised to see Nai's long comment (it has been completed for so long). How should I put it? Wen Da said that sometimes it is not just the readers who choose the books, but the books also choose the readers. Therefore, if you don't understand the author's heart and thoughts, you can only read the comments. Sometimes people are unwilling to write longer comments, and you can always tell the clues in just three or five sentences. It's not that I hate bw, but I have been bw for a long time. I don't know what readers think after reading it, and I always feel a sense of disunity. (Scores are not important, I like to read reviews). Mao's comment is indeed not a comment in the strict sense, and even from the words, I secretly thought that I was a person of autumn, desolate, cold, lonely, and deserted. Although it is not as cold as the snow in the middle of winter, it still makes people feel inaccessible (I may be a better person recently than before, always giving people a gentle impression, scratching my head). It is also selfish to think so. After all, I think Su is an autumn person, and I will try my best to get some connections, haha. But I was very impressed after reading my review. I was born in August, so it may indeed be the height of summer. When I write, I can be considered enthusiastic, and I never do anything moderate. I am extreme, cruel, and ostentatious. It may really be summer. I originally thought that Mao and Weixia were acquaintances, but after reading this comment, I realized that they were not. I rarely talk to Xia Xia recently. When I chat, I have no intention of writing, so I deliberately avoid it. Maybe Xia Xia doesn't understand, and many Internet writers probably don't have my quirks, but if I can't concentrate on typing, the things I write will feel very frivolous. So I had to isolate myself from the surroundings. I didn't know Xia Xiaqian, Kuangbiao, Chonglou, or even others. Their writing was very harsh, and I was suspected of being a man many times. But recently there has been a trend of insanity, and I am very dissatisfied with it. So it appears less often on the Internet, which is my fault. That's roughly it. I don't know if I have expressed what I wanted to say. Faced with the cat's comments, I opened my mind unconsciously. It seems that it is not difficult to express my heart directly, haha.

TO Bianbian~ I've checked out the forum. It's OK to note the author. If you like any article, just take it. Hugs.

I believe that the sun will come out from the west, but I will never believe what I see with my eyes... ... I don't believe it either... But I really want to see the sun coming out of the west...

I watched it again, I loved it so much

As if to prove that he was by her side, Qingqing hugged his neck tightly for the first time, "You are a man of your word. Don't let me owe you a lifetime of love and have no way to repay it." Am I the only one whose heart skipped a beat when I saw this sentence, and then thought about Mr. Su's final ending in the original work, which made me feel a little sad? "Crazy" is the first Wen Shu fan I read, and Su Mengzhen is my favorite character in Wen Shu. After reading it, I also fell in love with Qingqing and Su Wu. In the past two days, I have been "missing" these two people. The wonderful plot and stunning writing make it hard to believe that this article was written ten years ago and the author was only in his early 20s when he wrote it. Some of my favorite plots include Su Mengzhen and Lei Sheng teaming up to defeat the Seven Iron Gongs of the Lost Sky, Su Mengzhen and Qing Wuqing going to Lancang Villa together, the sword fighting one against eight, and Su Wu's interaction on the cliff... Although Su Wu is a couple who have no basis in the original work, in the author's writing, they are like flowers, which makes me believe that they are confidants, best friends, and soul companions. So, a final question, will I be able to see the follow-up to "Hurricane 2" in my lifetime? Finally, I would like to express my gratitude to the author. I really love this article! Thanks for letting me see such a great story.

I read this article n years ago, but I accidentally discovered today that I haven't read the extras! ! Make it up quickly. Nalan's writing is as beautiful as ever! ! And, please be more wild, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae QAQ literary waste is, crying!