Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 321 Lin?

Zhu Feiran's last words to Lin Qingyue were: "Protect him well."

Lin Qingyue: ...

She made a six, picked up her sword and left.

"Let's talk about it after I can survive." Lin Qingyue really didn't like Zhu Feiran's unreasonable request. He just wanted to give him a blow on the head to wake him up.

Zhu Feiran looked at Lin Qingyue's departing back with a complicated expression. He felt that the fact that Zi Yang Sword Sect had such a disciple also represented the excellence of their disciples.

After all, the Thirteen Yue Sect was still no match for the group of sword cultivators on Poshan Mountain before.

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[Is the anchor really not worried about being beaten to death? ]

【Perhaps the opponent may not be able to beat the anchor?】

[No matter how weak the Thirteen Yue Sect elders are, they can't be defeated by the anchor, right? If you ask me, the anchor is still underdeveloped. He should just practice to the seventh level of swordsmanship. Now they are the ones who should be afraid.]

So, playing the game this way is meaningless.

[This is hilarious. If you want to play a game, can't you just play a simulation yourself?]

[Okay, stop arguing. Although the host didn't get eliminated last time, their ranking is very low. If something unexpected happens again this time, the host might really have to leave us.]

[By the way, isn't this company's model just for us to spend money?]

[The person above, you told the truth. ]

[Actually, I don't think there's any need to be so dissatisfied with the company. Just report it directly.]

[It just so happens that I have some reporting materials here. Everyone, think about it, the company will go bankrupt tomorrow!]

[So vicious, I like it hehe. 】

[But won’t it affect the anchor? ]

[It's unreasonable for a streamer of this size to be affected. Furthermore, this involves humanitarian issues. The Interstellar Court will definitely handle this matter appropriately.]

[By the way, no one has suggested that the streamer find someone to form a team.]

[Actually, teaming up also has its drawbacks. Adding the points earned by two players together makes it seem like they're doing okay. But when you calculate them separately, many people might easily accumulate points and rank higher, but because of the help from their teammates, it might seem like they've earned more, but in reality, they've earned less.]

So, is this another form of protection money?

[Paying money to have someone eliminate your favorite streamer, why does that sound so pathetic?]

【Dog*Company.】

[Just blow it up, I'm not kidding.]

[You are responsible for breaking the defense, I will prepare to detonate.]

"You think too highly of me then. If someone steals from their own family, they'll be thrown into interstellar prison for 1000 years."

"Huh? Is it going to take that long? I thought it was only going to be locked up for a hundred or two hundred years."

[Can you please stop plotting out loud? Do you have any sense of propriety?]

[Do you know why I like this anchor? Because she's one of the few anchors who goes against the system.]

[The above, is there anyone saying this? ]

【I support reproductive freedom! 】

[This is so confusing. What are you talking about?]

[Wuwuwu host, I just gave you all the relief money I received today. You must complete the task well.]

[Fast forward to the point where I no longer dare to be abstract.]

When I think about how a streamer's time with us is only a few hundred years, I feel like the length of life is like a stagnant river, where we can only watch the birds and animals around us slowly die.

[That seems to make sense, eh? Are there any current streamers who can live for over a thousand years?]

[So I really admire those who can do this. They are truly amazing. They can find loopholes in genes and end suffering.]

【It's a pity why you didn't tell me this method. 】

[Isn't it because they **? How can I tell you then? ]

【At least leave a tool. 】

[That’s right, they are too selfish.]

【We are not selfish enough, otherwise we would not have lived this long. 】

[Is the anchor about to collapse? ]

[I've been having so much fun chatting with you guys that I almost started to wonder if the host is still alive.]

Lin Qingyue can’t be said to be alive, but he is not about to die either.

He was in a half-dead state and was constantly losing blood.

She had just finished fighting with Elder Han Jian of the Thirteen Yue Sect. The other party was not seriously injured, but Lin Qingyue herself was almost caught. If someone had not suddenly come to her aid, she would probably have been killed by now.

Who can tell her that people outside say that he is an elder in the Jindan stage, but how come he is actually a big boss in the fourth level of Yuanying?

Who spread this rumor?

Such a perverted opponent is described as just an ordinary golden elixir in the world of immortal cultivation.

Unless Lin Qingyue is facing a useless elder who is completely unlearned but has good luck in building a foundation, she can still give it a try, but is Su'e's current master an incompetent person?

Lin Qingyue ran away and did not go to find Zhu Feiran or Su E.

After all, she was worried that when she arrived, people would be waiting there for her to take the bait.

It goes without saying that Su'e is a fence-sitter. Zhu Feiran might still care about Ji Fuyou, but is she Ji Fuyou's friend?

Oh, sorry, I don’t know you.

Dust-Breaking System: "I told you a long time ago, now is not the time to expose them."

Lin Qingyue: "Then according to what you said, it was revealed by Qianshan Lundao, but now Liushi Zong is dead, Han Jian will definitely erase all the clues, and when Qianshan Lundao is gone, there will be nothing left."

"There is another way. That is to let Han Jian come and hunt you down. You should preserve the evidence and announce the photos to the world."

“Who dares to send this?”

"Then I also think you can't just talk and not do anything."

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"Han Jian, that old bastard, you can't beat him now."

The one who saved Lin Qingyue was a woman wearing a white curtain. The complicated hem of her skirt moved as she walked, a cold and hard intersection of lines.

The strange thing was that the man didn't carry a sword, but Lin Qingyue felt that he seemed to be holding a sword all the time, and the whole person was as sharp as a sword out of its sheath.

Her voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time. She paused and looked at Lin Qingyue: "Give me something to eat."

"Are you hungry?" Lin Qingyue thought of this the first time, and quickly took out all the things she thought she might like and gave them to her.

The woman took the bread and hid it behind the curtain. After a while, Lin Qingyue heard the sound of chewing.

It was very regular and the sound was very low, but it made Lin Qingyue inexplicably feel impatient.

She suppressed her impatience and turned to look at the woman: "Senior, I still don't know how to call you by your name?"

The woman seemed to look up at her, her eyes slowly sweeping over Lin Qingyue, and finally landing on the bread in her hand: "Like you, my last name is Lin."

Lin is not a special surname, so Lin Qingyue was not surprised to meet someone with the same surname as her.

Then there was no sound. Lin Qingyue felt strange and turned his head to look over: "Then what?"

A woman's voice came through the curtain.

"No, just call me Lin."

"You saved my life, I don't know how to thank you..."

Lin Qingyue said this, but he was observing Lin's every move with his eyes.

Lin's movements were natural: "It's not like I saved you. I just did it because I wanted to. You don't have to thank me."