This sentence is at the top: Please don't plagiarize! Please don't plagiarize! Please don't plagiarize! Thousand-year-old transparency cannot afford to be hurt! My previous articles were stolen and pieces were stolen here and there. Although this guy doesn't write articles for profit, he still hopes to have his own copyright. . . OTZ. . If you want to reprint, please let me know. As long as the source, author and place of reprint are indicated, I will agree~~
Danmei martial arts enthusiast is writing this article. This article is purely written to express my martial arts feelings, so please bear with me! Of course, readers are more welcome to point out various flaws~~
The first Lofter will be updated first. If the address is not allowed to be posted, it will not be posted. Just search for the title of the article in the tag search box~
Normally it is updated weekly, sometimes twice a week, and updated on working days. I can't help you because I am so busy at work, but I don't like to leave holes (half-obsessive-compulsive disorder), so please feel free to eat it!
Finally, let me yell again: I can finally post here! !
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In the arena, people can use their hands, knives, guns, and swords, but they cannot be emotional.
——Inscription
The so-called copywriting has actually brought down many heroes. Covering the eyebrows of an article, removing the weirdness will make it annoying to write.
"I have admired your name for a long time. When I meet you today, I will definitely learn some moves." Sima Liu stretched his body and clasped his fists. The water-breaking sword was already buzzing before it was unsheathed.
The guard in that compartment had a knife and turned around, shouting: "What nonsense are you talking to him about?" The sharp blade was cold, and the two swords struck the copywriter's face and went away.
The layman with the coffin remained silent. With a move of his hands, he took out a scraper and a grinding plate from his arms.
Wen Qi walked up to him holding a folding fan, his bright eyes flashed, his smile and dimples appeared together: "It turns out to be Brother Wen, I'm not welcome!" He bowed his waist and bowed, but the end of the fan suddenly paused, which could be pointed at the Qishe point on the side of the copywriter's neck.
Xi Zhao shouted: "What kind of traitor is there, who still refuses to retreat after seeing the Huoshan faction's left guardian!"
Gu Dingtian cursed loudly: "His grandma, what kind of copywriting and martial arts case, let's take my two axes first!" The hook fan and two axes were raised high and fell together, like a tiger.
Feng Qinghe watched from the sidelines, and then he said gloomily for a long time: "This must be a famous copywriter in the world, please enlighten me!"
Murong Hui raised the corner of his eyes and played with the meteorite knife in his hand: "I, Murong Hui, don't want to kill anyone today. If you are sensible, please get out of here!"
——The above convulsive copywriting comes from the resentment of the old transparent author towards the copywriting.
In addition, the plot of the story is very simple, focusing on character creation. As for whether it is well-formed, please judge with your fiery eyes! If possible, I plan to include this article in a series in the future, and this article will be regarded as an introduction.
This is my last post on JJ. The pirated articles made me completely disappointed with JJ. I just want to interact with readers and make continuous progress. Is it so difficult? TAT cried to death. .
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