Shangguan Yourong handed over the list of rookie conferences and returned it to the side.

Weisheng Xian Ji gathered the stories in her hand, glanced at the list and threw them on the table.

"Check their identities, and those who have no problems can stay."

"Affect the order."

Shangguan Yourong respectfully withdrew from the hall.

Weisheng Xianji continued to look through the story collection in her hand with some boredom.

"Don't you get out?"

Li Xingci just used his 24k titanium alloy eyes to scan the name of the story collection - "Jin Yuyuan".

With the speed of flipping the book, it can be seen that this book is not very attractive.

Hey.

Isn’t this a coincidence!

Li Xingci remained silent and took out several books from the ring.

"This is done by humble officials day and night, and is dedicated to the empress to relieve boredom."

He lowered his head slightly, his expression slightly nervous, but he always kept his jade feet in sight.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to adjust everyone, and he doesn't know which one the empress likes.

I can only write a few more books, and there is always one for you.

People standing at the top of the world are always lonely, and in his opinion, the empress is like this.

Wutongyuan is just a test of the lonely heart for some new things.

Who can believe the empress?

Although she is hard to describe below, in Li Xingci's opinion, that is some attempts beyond cultivation.

"You can write a collection of stories?"

Weisheng Xianji hooked her jade finger and the book flew into her hand.

Li Xingci said modestly: "I have read a lot of books, so I understand a little."

Who hasn’t read thousands or eight hundred novels here?

If you write a story, you might as well just pick up your pen.

Weisheng Xianji looked cold and glanced at her roughly.

[She has been reborn for thousands of years, and the continent is still full of her legends.

The Immortal of Medicine, the Emperor of Destruction, and the Ancestor of Yaochi... are all her vests.

In her previous life, she was betrayed by her brothers and sisters, and she was split into pieces and suppressed her soul under the Jiuyuan.

In this life, she came back proudly, killed the genius, killed the enemy, and conquered the heavenly way!]

Weisheng Xianji had no expression on her face and continued to turn the page.

The phoenix eyes kept their eyes on the book and unknowingly fell into it.

Li Xingci's eyes lit up, and the heroine's writing worked!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the slender jade legs of Weisheng Xianji, like snow-rooted lotus root, shaking her round toes from time to time.

She was reading a book, he was reading his feet.

a long time.

Li Xingci mustered up the courage to go forward and walked up to the platform.

He bent slightly and picked up a lychee on the table and peeled it up with his own hands.

The peeled lychees were only half of the peeled fruit peeled, and they were carefully supported by him.

"Empress, what about this humble work?"

“It’s a bit interesting.”

Weisheng Xianji turned her head slightly and opened her red lips slightly, and put the lychee into her mouth.

It seems that I am looking at it, but my eyes have never left the books.

Li Xingci spread his hands open, and after a moment, a lychee core fell into his hands.

He struck while the iron was hot: "I have practiced recently..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, a spiritual technique was thrown on his face.

"Get out and practice."

"Affect the order."

Li Xingci took the spiritual technique and retreated to the corner of the hall.

"The God of the Land"!

This is a spiritual technique for practicing the body. Practicing it to a great success is equivalent to the damage caused by a full armor stack, which is 100% rebound.

It has a bit of the meaning of giving to the other person according to his own way.

Moreover, this spiritual technique has no grade, it seems to be only half.

The second half was torn off.

Anyone who brings the word "God" inexplicably makes people feel very powerful.

For example, the Beiming Divine Art.

Just as he was about to practice, a cold voice came from the jade couch.

"The feet of Emperor Ji are beautiful?"

"Why do you always focus on describing her feet?"

Li Xingci's eyes couldn't help but swept across the smooth jade feet, pretending to be frightened.

"Not one ten thousandth of the empress."

The princess is you, of course she is beautiful!

After getting the answer that satisfies me, Weisheng Xianji nodded slightly and continued to read.

...

At night.

A red figure appeared in front of Li Xingci.

"Not?"

Li Xingci woke up from his cultivation state and looked out of the hall.

Before we knew it, it was already dark.

How many books have you finished reading?

Sure enough, once you get fascinated, you can't stop at all.

Li Xingci pretended to be entangled and said, "It's late at night, I should give up."

Weisheng Xian Ji was in a state of excitement, so how could she let him go like that?

With a wave of the skirt sleeves, the space was twisted, and the two of them had already appeared in Wutongyuan.

"Write ten more books." His tone was indescribable.

"The empress's squeezing is too tight, and she can't write a humble position." Li Xingci bargained.

Oh--

Weisheng Xianji's robe trembled and said coldly:

"What about now?"

On the table in the yard, bottles of elixirs appeared.

Li Xingci's eyes swept over and there were ten bottles, all of which were fourth-grade elixirs.

Developed!

These pills, plus the remaining spiritual medicines in your hand, were all refined, enough to break through to the ninth level of the Golden Pill, or even the Nascent Soul.

Li Xingci took a big hand and put all the pills into the ring.

"Haoshi's job day and night!"

As he said that, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage ring and started writing quickly.

As long as the resources are given, I will be the saint of calligraphy in the world.

"very good."
To be continued...