Chapter 89 (2/2)

The drunkard is one of the 108 deity level writers. From the beginning of his career, he wrote his first work Qin. Later, he became famous for his historical novel Ming. He became popular in the Internet literature world and was known as the ”originator of historical novels”.

Since then, the drunkard has been out of control, and he has created many highly praised historical novels, such as ”the thief of founding the country” and ”smoke clouds of the prosperous Tang Dynasty”, which further established his irreplaceable important position in the field of aerial historical novels.

He unexpectedly and such a god level author pass by, and he did not know, Fang Tianxing heart extremely chagrin. But then he thought of the great responsibility of the divine writer to guard the galaxy and the galaxy. How could human readers stay for themselves.

Thinking of this, Fang Tianxing looked at the wine in the bowl and immediately felt the value of the wine. With Yang an's lesson, Fang Tianxing didn't dare to support him, just sipped. Wine into the stomach, Fang Tianxing only feel a heat flow in the abdomen. This heat flow is distributed around the body, and suddenly the whole body is warm and comfortable.

Fang Tianxing was so happy that he wanted to sing aloud, but he immediately calmed down and began to code words. The number of new words that had not been increased for a long time increased again. I didn't expect that this wine could improve the speed of coding. Unfortunately, there was only one point. I really couldn't bear to waste it. Fang Tianxing was very happy and made great efforts to code.

Three days later, Yang an awoke to see Fang Tianxing beside him and feel his head.

”Why am I lying on the ground? Where's the drunk?” Yang an asked vaguely.

”Don't let the drunkard scream. The drunkard in your mouth is a god level writer and drunkard.” Fang Tianxing reminds us.

Yang an's mouth was wide open in surprise. He couldn't seem to believe this fact. The drunkard, who looks weak, is a famous drunkard of a divine writer. He yells at a divine writer himself.

”Brother Tianxing, you said that the elder drinker would not hate me. I'm not to blame. I didn't know he was a drinker Yang an said innocently.

”Don't worry, God level writers guard a star field and protect human readers. They are broad-minded, so how can they care about you. Don't worry. It's OK. ” Fang Tianxing comforts Yang andao.

As they continued to move forward, Yang an had a lingering fear all the way. I accidentally offended the God level author. If someone retaliates, one hundred of them will not be enough to kill themselves. This will be a disaster.

As we move forward, there are more and more trees in front of us. There are many small animals along the way. However, since Yang an met a rabbit that seemed harmless to human beings and animals, the rabbit was able to eject fireballs. After making Yang an a disgrace, Yang an did not dare to provoke them any more.

Three days later, a town called Qincheng finally appeared in front of them. The town was very prosperous. When they entered the city, they saw that the streets were full of hawkers.

”How do you sell this map?” Fang Tianxing said to the vendor.

”You're asking the right person. I have the largest and most complete map of Qincheng. You have everything you want.”

”I just want a map from Qincheng to the capital of the imperial capital. I don't know if there is one.” Fang Tianxing asked.