"Ah, it's finally over." Du Ziyuan and Ning Hanlu collapsed on the floor together, one big and the other wooden.

　　 "Hey hey," Ning Hanlu smiled happily even though she couldn't lift her hands anymore. "Drawing comics is really interesting."

　　 "Really?" Du Ziyuan stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, "You may be born to do this, but you should take care of your liver."

　　 "I see, brother teacher," Ning Hanlu shook her head to shake the hair off her face, and asked, "Brother teacher, will the editor come tomorrow?"

"Yes."

　　 "He will bring a writer, what will it look like?" Ning Hanlu's tone revealed expectation.

　　 But Du Ziyuan felt that she still had to be vaccinated: "Well, Luer, I will tell you something."

"what is the matter?"

"That’s the case. Generally speaking, writers don’t look good, so don’t expect a beautiful big sister to come tomorrow. Maybe it’s an aunt with big waist and freckles. After all, she can rely on her face. If you eat, who will do this hard work?"

　　 Du Ziyuan thought after he finished speaking, probably because he was afraid that Ning Hanlu's young heart would not be able to bear it, so he added: "But there is one beautiful big brother. If you don't mind, you can still make a living."

　　 Ning Hanlu looked up at Du Ziyuan: "But, teacher brother, don’t you look good?"

　　 "Uh...Am I good-looking?" Du Ziyuan scratched his head. Since childhood, it seems that no one has ever said that he is good-looking. The only time something similar happened was when Xia Wuyi mistakenly called him her sister when she lost her memory, it hurts to think about it.

　　 "Of course," Ning Hanlu nodded vigorously, "Teacher brother, you look good."

　　 "Oh, don't say it, you feel so shy." Du Ziyuan found out that it was so ashamed to discuss this topic.

　　 "In short, you have to be mentally prepared."

　　 "Oh, I got it." Ning Hanlu nodded, seemingly understanding. It seems that he has begun to imagine that his future partner is an auntie.

　　……

　　 At noon the next day, Pei Mingyang rushed to Longjiao Village overnight with the best horse-drawn carriage of Tiangangzong.

　　If he is the only one, it is perfectly possible to let the old five take the flight, but this time I have to bring a female original author to Ning Hanlu, so I had to take the carriage.

　　 With the coachman waiting at the head of the village, Pei Mingyang got out of the carriage with Lao Wu and another woman.

　　 "Is the Shanfeng teacher's home in front of you?" The female author looked around and said with emotion, "It's a little different from what I imagined."

　　 "Then where do you think Teacher Shanfeng will live?" Pei Mingyang asked back.

　　 She thought for a while, and said, "It's like a fairy mountain with clouds and mist or a mountain villa with tall pavilions."

　　 Pei Mingyang and the old five looked at each other and smiled: "When you see him, you will know why it is different from what you imagined."

　　 The three of them walked forward and saw a sign within a few steps. They wrote a large letter: Private territory, outsiders do not disturb.

　　 This is not a simple brand. Sun Tianyun has specially applied magic on it. Anyone who does not have her token will immediately be bounced out as long as they step into the land bought by Du Ziyuan.

　　 Pei Mingyang had already contacted Du Ziyuan beforehand, so he didn't move on, but waited quietly. After a while, a golden streamer fell from the sky and turned into a tall beauty in a maid costume.

　　 "Let's take it," Xiao Jin threw the three tokens he had prepared in advance to the three of them, "Come with me." After speaking, he took the three of them into Du Ziyuan's territory.

　　 The three of them put on a ring-shaped token and crossed the boundary. In an instant, the faces of the fifth and the female writer changed.

　　 "The vitality here is much stronger!" This is not the first time that the fifth person has been here, but the feeling this time is completely different from before.

　　 "The top Xiuxian sect is not so exaggerated, right." The female writer also expressed emotion.

　　 Pei Mingyang has no cultivation skills, but he doesn't feel much, but finds that the air is fresher.

　　 The three followed Xiaojin to Du Ziyuan's house and found that Du Ziyuan was already waiting for them at the door.

　　 "He is the teacher of the mountain wind!? He is younger than expected." The female writer looked at Du Ziyuan in surprise, wondering if it was an old monster in the face? But the breath is obviously only the state of cultivating the gods.

　　 Pei Mingyang noticed Ning Hanlu next to Du Ziyuan for the first time. Du Ziyuan said that he had brought an assistant recently. If nothing else, it should be her. But this age is too young, he is a child at all! Can you paint such a delicate picture at such a young age?

　　 While they were looking at Du Ziyuan and Ning Hanlu, they were also observing them. To be precise, it is to observe the female writer.

　　 This is a woman who looks like 27 or 18 years old. The oval face and willow eyebrows, the small cherry mouth and agar nose, the skin is as white as milk without any blemishes, and the waist-length hair has been carefully taken care of and fixed with a beautiful hairpin. This look is a big beauty wherever it is placed, and the key figure is also very good, with a perfect S-curve ~lightnovelpub.net~ You can clearly see the ups and downs when you walk.

　　 is that the expression on his face has faded a bit, it looks a little cold, not like an easy person to get along with.

　　 Du Ziyuan is okay, but Ning Hanlu has been dumbfounded. She was already ready to meet a freckled aunt, but she never thought that such two beauties would be here.

　　 She couldn't help but pull the sleeve of Radu Ziyuan: "Teacher brother, teacher brother, which of these two sisters is? Why are they different from what you said? They are so beautiful."

　　 "How do I know?" Du Ziyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, and he didn't expect Pei Mingyang to bring a big beauty over.

　　 You write a feather novel if you look like this! Go acting and sing. What kind of talent can someone who can rely on their face to eat? Hey!

　　 He didn't notice. Although the conversation between the two was not loud, Pei Mingyang had already come close, and he listened to it. When he heard "Two Sisters", he paused.

　　 [Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji...] He kept talking to himself, and then said to Du Zi: "Teacher Shanfeng, here we are."

　　 Du Ziyuan nodded: "It's just right. Let's have lunch together. Let's talk about it when we have something to eat."

　　 Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu suddenly thought of the food at Du Ziyuan's house, and couldn't help but move their index fingers.

　　 "This is really a coincidence." Old Wu smiled. He was the one who had the most contact with Du Ziyuan, and knew some of Du Ziyuan's temper, so he was not too restrained.

　　 "Come in," Du Ziyuan smiled, "Xiaojin, go get Coke and beer."

　　 "Master..." Xiao Jin looked at him aggrievedly.

　　 Du Ziyuan suddenly realized that he almost forgot to put a portrait of Li Qinglian on the refrigerator door. So he patted Ning Hanlu and asked her to go with him.