Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 222: Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130- Cloud Peak delicacies
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 924: Predicament
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1129- Two reports
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3815: Finding Reinforcements
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 24: Version a.02 Update! Death Penalty!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 595: Uncle and Nephew (7)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 299: Ghost Market
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 221: Mutation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1128- No discussion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1127- Gene Warrior Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
He got straight to work. Li Qingshan immediately ordered people to bring a brush, ink, and paper. He pushed aside all the dishes before him and set up the table before throwing his head back and having another hearty cup of alcohol. Right when Gu Yanying thought he was going to use the alcohol for inspiration, to go off on a great artistic creation and line the paper with words, Li Qingshan began biting the end of the brush, sometimes in thought and sometimes letting out a great sigh. A while later, he actually began drinking alcohol and eating meat again.
“Well what are you waiting for? Get writing!”
“Can’t you see I’m planning?” Li Qingshan said restlessly as he chewed away at the tough ape meat.
“But you’re clearly eating.”
“Only novelists understand. What would a woman like you know?” Li Qingshan shot her a glance.
“Alright, I don’t know anything. Please continue, mister Li,” Gu Yanying said helplessly. She felt like perhaps he was not reliable all the time.
Afterwards, she saw Li Qingshan wander around in the warm room with the brush in his mouth, admiring the snow outside the window, looking at the precious paintings on the wall, and basically flipping through every single item in the room. Only then did he sit back down in front of the table and grip the brush in a rather awkward manner. Suddenly, he said to Gu Yanying, “What do you think those guys outside look like when they practise the sword?”
“Don’t know.” Gu Yanying lay on her side on the bed, holding a book called the Secret History of the Martial Arts Society in her hand. She did not even glance at him.
“Why don’t we…”
“Not going.”
“I never said we should go and take a look.”
“Hurry up and write.”
“Is this my novel or your novel?” Li Qingshan was furious.
“So be it. It’s not like you can write anything anyway, so let’s go out and take a look!” Gu Yanying put her book down and smiled.
“Who said I can’t write anything? I’m basically done with planning. I’ll write right now and show you!”
As a member of the school of Novels, how could Li Qingshan endure such humiliat
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