In the Yan River, strands of resentment rose and turned into figures of ghouls. Their limbs could stand on the water surface and surged from all directions.

"Um!?"

Lin Yixin raised her eyebrows and said, "This is coming? Leave it to you two, Tang Yun, Dongcheng Yue."

"Know."

As soon as the Dongcheng Yue's staff was raised, a storm suddenly appeared on the water surface. The storm raged by, and two large pieces of zombies were strangled. Tang Yun swayed the figure of the dragon, and the dragon energy spread, so that the violent-looking zombies evaporated like water vapor encountered fire, and could not get close to them.

...

"Why are they angry?"

Lao Ding sat on the dragon's back and asked with a depressed look on his face.

"It's just human heart."

Lin Yixin knelt across from him and smiled and comforted: "Why do novels charge? Because the author puts effort into creating, because it is the fruit of the author's labor. In addition, the author also needs to survive and support his family. Everyone reads for free, how can he rely on? Why do readers not want to charge? Because the charges are too expensive, reading a book costs one or two hundred yuan. Who can bear it? To put it bluntly, human nature is too greedy."

Lao Ding remained silent.

Lin Yixin continued: "In this world, most people will never understand the whole life. They always think that if I read your novels and help you promote them, it would be good if you don't give me money. I still need money to read a novel? I have never given money for so many years! What is this thinking? In fact, my father should have understood that this is exquisite egoism. All the ideas of such people will be centered on themselves, and their great practice is selfish."

Lao Ding remained silent.

Lin Yixin smiled softly: "Actually, father, you have a very bad personality, that is, you care too much about what others say and too much about the words that are not good for you. In fact, if you read 100 people, then at most two or three people will scold you. Most readers are silent. They are just reading books and generally do not comment. Those who make comments shake your heart actually don't need to care too much. If you really affect your creative mood because of these people, then your relatives will be hurt and your enemy will be happy."

Old Ding nodded slightly, as if he understood a little.

Lin Yixin continued to smile and said, "Actually, you have written more than a dozen novels for so many years. Many people say that the book you wrote by Lost Leaf is purely a routine. In fact, in my opinion, every book you have different. So many people say that you copied a book because your protagonist's personality actually comes from yourself, or in other words, the protagonist in your book is the person you Lost Leaf wants to be the most. The pride and stubbornness in your personality have been accumulating little by little. Such a personality can easily hurt some extreme readers in the "friendly communication" between the author and the readers. Therefore, after so many years of accumulation, Lost Leaf has a group of fans and a group of black fans. People who hope that you can't continue writing and hope that you will throw a book to grandma's house are everywhere."

She sighed and looked into the distance: "This is the world. If you release your kindness, the reward you get may not be kindness. Those egoists often vent their temper on you. You often think, I just wrote a novel, but didn't do anything that hurts the world. It's just a different way of thinking and thinking from those people. Why do you seem to have dug their ancestral graves and make them curse so much? In fact, this is not right. What you should think more is, why do you have to pay attention to these people?"

Lao Ding was silent again.

Lin Yixin smiled slightly: "Father, are your confidence still there? Do you think you can write good novels again?"

Lao Ding couldn't help looking at her: "I can."

Lin Yixin smiled: "That's enough, you can't read those gossips and those criticisms."

"knew."

Lao Ding sat cross-legged: "I try not to watch it in the future."

Lin Yixin smiled slightly and whispered: "Author of Glass Heart, what comments should I read? Looking for abuse..."

Old Ding glared at her.

Lin Yixin immediately stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

...

In the river of Yan, undercurrents surged, and suddenly huge waves rose up. A golden sea beast came with countless yakshas attacking and killing them.

"Everyone has sat firmly!"

Tang Yun's body spiraled, and the huge real dragon's body flipped in the river. The next second, a long fiery red tail slapped heavily on the forehead of the sea beast, killing a large area of ​​yaksha. But before Tang Yun could take back his tail, the river water suddenly surged up on one side, and a giant sea snake with a triangular head opened its bloody mouth and bit Tang Yun's dragon tail heavily. Suddenly, the dragon scales burst and blood splattered everywhere.

"It's too much!"

Lin Yixin took the sword and left, her body turned into a stream of light. The sword light hit the sea snake's forehead, instantly knocking it away for dozens of miles, and a huge wave was stirred up in the distant river.

"Roar~~~"

The sea beast is still making a comeback.

"I'll do it!"

Dongchengyue stepped forward, holding a staff in both hands and spread across her chest. A huge golden hexagram magic array stirred out in front of her chest. Then a "sneer" of a fiery red laser burst out, slamming into the bloody mouth of the sea beast, splattering blood and flesh, instantly piercing through the sea beast's brain.

"Enough!"

Dongcheng Yue gently hit the surface of Yanhe with a staff, and with a "buzzing" sound, the entire river calmed down instantly, like a golden mirror. Dongcheng Yue gently pushed the staff down again, and the entire Yanhe River became clear, and those faces without facial features dissipated one after another.

"Life is just mixed with praise and criticism."

Lin Yixin looked at the distant Dongcheng Yue Da’s power and smiled and said, “Why are those people so brave enough to point fingers at you, and even teach you how to write books? Because they hide behind the screen of their mobile phones, and your works are presented in front of the public. You are in the bright spot, so they can attack your creations at will, but you can’t. But if the screen is turned over and you can see their appearance, maybe your words, ‘It turns out that you are a buck teeth, no wonder you can spray so much’, and the other party may be really angry to death.”

Lao Ding nodded gently: "If you publish your works, you should have the courage to accept criticism. Whether it is good or bad, you should accept them. I know I am wrong."

"Nothing is wrong."

Lin Yixin smiled slightly: "Because you care about your own works, you will argue with a blushing face and thick neck. If you are those business writers, who will read the comments after writing it out and hang it up and buy it? I just make money, why bother talking nonsense with you group of readers?"

Lao Ding nodded and praised.

...

Not long after, Tang Yun arrived opposite Yanhe, and her body shook and took everyone to the shore. At the moment she got ashore, in a star-like light, she also returned to the tiramisu wearing a fiery red spiritual robe and graceful figure. She held a staff inlaid with rubies and smiled and said, "Okay, Yanhe has passed, and the next step should be a stronger challenge."

"Um."

Lao Ding stood by the river and looked up at Mount Emei, surrounded by clouds in the distance. The outline of the mountain was looming in the sea of ​​clouds. Just above the top of the mountain, a golden light appeared looming.

Cloud Sea Heaven Palace, Golden Top!

That is the end of Lao Ding's trip.

However, just in the distance, the sound of horse hooves roaring on the earth, and countless characters with the image of gamers appeared at the foot of the mountain, and even had IDs on their heads, densely packed with silver foxes, souls returning to the battle robe, Zhulong, and Chi Bai Shendi Realm. If you don’t accept it, you will wait for the players of the villain guild, in groups, all over the mountains.

In the sky, the figure of the Seven-Star Lamp appeared, and behind him was a huge image of a gluttonous figure, as if he had captured the soul of the ferocious beast. He smiled and said, "The golden top is on top, but with us guarding it, you can't even think about going to the golden top to ask your heart. If you don't have a chance, why not sleep at the foot of Mount Emei!"

"No..."

Lao Ding looked calm: "There is only Zhou Zhiruo at Mount Emei, but I prefer Bai Suzhen at Mount Qingcheng."

"B talks too much..."

Behind the Seven Star Lamp, the Northwest Waist King carried the sword blade on his shoulder and laughed: "If you cut it to death in a while, there will be no more nonsense."

"that is!"

Lin Tu, Wen Jian, Jian Feng Han, Li Ge, Hellfire and others also appeared one after another, and even the Floating Life of Zhan Yue, the Year of Poetry and Wine, the Pan Wet People and others also appeared, with bad looks.

...

"It's not good..."

While helping Tang Yun recover his qi and blood, Su Xiran frowned and said, "We seem to be... we can only force ourselves to send my father to the Emei Mountain ladder. How to do the rushing method? How to pay attention to it?"

“It must be taken seriously.”

Lin Yixin held a sharp blade in her hand, staring at the front with a pair of starry eyes, and said, "I will take the lead in rushing forward to fight to find a way for everyone. Tang Yun, you will rush forward with your father in the form of a true dragon, Wan'er, you and Dongcheng will guard from both wings respectively, Tang Yun rushed forward with his father and Sister Xiran in the form of a true dragon, Sister Xiran will be treated as a treatment, and you can be treated on all sides."

"Can."

Everyone nodded their heads.

Tang Yun twisted the horns on his forehead again and turned into a ferocious little female dragon.

Lin Yixin rushed out first, and the sword light flashed, and there was already a scene of people rushing over and overturning in front of him.

"Go away!"

Lin Wan'er's right dagger with her left umbrella rushed out, and the treasure umbrella danced randomly, sweeping the crowd with "crackling" and Dongchengyue stepped on a secret technique, and her body was filled with the power of storm and ice, and rushed forward from the right wing. Tang Yun roared and led Lao Ding and Su Xiran to rush out together.

...

"Tsk tsk!"

In the wind, Qixinghe laughed: "Brothers, I'm lucky today. You can kill the heroine and have a great time!"
Chapter completed!