I'm a fox girl, I took over the job of the Night Demon Queen

So, the fox priestess, Eri Cruz, who was carefully cared for by all the beastman tribes, died. Before that, she and Lu Mingfei had the happiest wedding in the world in the beastman ancestral temple, and she kissed her.

"Even if you're a girl, you're still my favorite Sakura."

Jiang Lan wrote like this, feeling heartbroken all the way, until he finished writing the fourth part of "Dragon Tribe" and entered a period of hiatus.

Even though she hadn't seen the later part, maybe it would be better to stop from this point. But Jiang Lan felt that she had adapted it after all, so she could understand Jiang Nan.

So she started writing volumes five and six, slowly and with great difficulty, as if the author with the same name had really become the same “person” writer.

That could be said to be the slowest period of writing since she became a copycat. It took her more than six months to write one million words.

Then she read it through calmly, and only one sentence remained in the whole book.

What the hell is this written on the wall!

# Jiangnan is not like that. Is Jiang Lan a good person? #

ps: I will probably be able to resume updating twice a day tomorrow~

54. He is a hammer!

It's not that it's badly written, on the contrary it's very good, thrilling and gripping, and it makes one feel heartbroken and heartbroken when reading it.

If such a manuscript was taken to the previous life and said to be written by Jiangnan himself, maybe someone would believe it.

She was right about herself, she did understand Jiangnan, but that old thief Jiangnan was a fucking piece of shit, and her understanding of him was also a fucking piece of shit!

According to her understanding, if this manuscript was shown to Stella, she would be dismembered and humanely destroyed in a matter of minutes, and then her rotten meat would be stewed into soup and fed to dogs.

"Ange is such a manly old gentleman, time, the world! Wow, he is so handsome, especially the part where he handed flowers to the maid at the Orc Airport and was greeted by his retainers. It really hit my G-spot. Ah, old man, marry me!" Stella said this while patting Jiang Lan's shoulder desperately.

Ange, the principal of the academy, one of the greatest dragon slayers in history, lives on the endless fire of revenge in his heart. This man has a coal mine in his heart. Once the anger is ignited, it will never be extinguished until he burns his enemy to death, or burns himself to death.

He should die in battle against the Dragon King while protecting his beloved student, devoting everything he had to the fight to the death.

His death should be tragic and earn a lot of tears.

"Senior sister is so handsome, noble, cold and hardworking. If Xiao Lanlan hadn't been a mother, she might have been a cold female swordsman like that. But she is still a little pitiful. No, she is so cute that people can't help but pity her. She must be happy. Resurrect Xia Ni GKD, GKD. But Ming Fei also has a difficult decision. Although it is an evil way, I get excited when I think of senior sister pressing Shameful Lu to do those shameful things. Ahhh, what kind of fairy CP is this!" Stella said this with a lewd face in a certain year and month.

Chu Zi·妔, the perfect iceberg senior sister, lives in the past, lives in the Nibelungen, lives on her father's bridge, where there is a carriage and a phonograph playing elegy. Her father fought to the death with Odin, and she ran forward like mad, like a coward, and lost everything there. So she tempered herself madly, and she used the secret method of blood burst to embark on the road to becoming a god. She is a woman who is desperate for revenge.

Yet, she fell in love with the Dragon King, and her junior brother who was so handsome and gentle.

She should be cut off together with her demon sword Murasame, cutting off the god Odin, the past, herself, and her ever-shining golden eyes.

She will definitely see Xia Ni when she dies. They will hold the key to the room together, open the door together, and see the world that belongs to Xia Ni together.

Her death should be very romantic, burning the knife and the past in the blazing fire, which should have earned a lot of tears.

"Ah~~~ Why did Nono marry that narcissistic guy Caesar? No, of course I don't hate him. He is conceited but constantly transforming into a super charming man. It's better to say that Caesar is also a super likable guy. But yuri yuri yuri! Nono and Lu-chan are the perfect match. Sage teacher, you must make them get married!"

"By the way, teacher! If I become a bad kid in the future, you must come to save me. I'm really looking forward to seeing you wearing red high heels." One day in a certain year, Stella slumped on the table and pouted to express her dissatisfaction. When she said this, her eyes flickered and her face was a little red.

Nono......

Nono, the first girl in the "Dragon Tribe" series who walked into our hearts, was so passionate and flamboyant, like a wild horse, wearing super exaggerated high heels to pull the bad boy out of her world. She was Lu's secret crush, and even a lovely white moonlight like Eri Cruz could not shake her existence.

Her words have been practiced by the bride. She should wear the reddest and brightest wedding dress with a long hem and die beautifully in the most beautiful palace.

Blood flowed slowly down her chest, leaving a brighter color on the bright red silk. There should have been no one around her at that time. The heroine who made the most ostentatious appearance should be the most quiet when she leaves.

At the very last moment, when her consciousness is already intoxicated, she will hold her bride's arm...

Her death should be beautiful, tragic, and should earn a lot of tears.

Also, Caesar, a man of great talent and disdain for everything, will grow up helplessly when a girl he just met for a few days dies in front of him. He is the perfect prince charming, but Nono's death will make him cold-blooded and ruthless, and become crazy and paranoid. He is Angers' successor, a young gentleman raised by an old gentleman, and his death should earn a lot of tears.

Lu Mingze, the cute little sister with a little baby fat that only Mingfei can see, the little devil who tempts people to make wishes and gets rewards. Everything in her life belongs to her unlucky sister, and she will also sacrifice her entire life for her. Her death...

Then there is Concubine Lu Ming, our unlucky child. Her death... Never mind. She is the protagonist. The protagonist will not die. The story will be too ugly if she dies. So let her lose her memory. She dominated the world and reset the world, but in the end she will not remember anything.

Then, at some point, she would pass by her dean, her boss, her senior sister, her white moonlight, and her Nuonuo. She would feel a little familiar and would shed tears, but she would not remember who they were.

This is Jiangnan, this is called an old thief.

Jiang Lan spent six months writing parts five and six. The more she wrote, the more she realized that this was actually a tragicomedy. The joy had been exhausted before part four, so she might as well just be sad for a while.

She read it over and over again, and the more she read, the more she felt that this was the most perfect ending, which would surely be remembered by readers forever.

But she couldn't and didn't dare to hand over such a manuscript to Stella, to her readers.

Because of Natsune's death, because of Eri Cruz's death, fans have sent her several warehouses of razor blades.

If an ending like this is written again, I guess fans will have to crowdfund a strategic-level rainbow crystal cannon to send her into space.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Lan crumpled his white fur into a ball and even pulled out his tail.

"Sure enough, we still can't do this."

But she really didn't want to revise it, at least not during this period. In the three months since she had gone to see Stella, she had been thinking about how to change the plot every day, but at the end of each day she would throw all the manuscripts into the trash can.

What the author wants to write is sometimes not what the readers want to see, but she doesn't want to compromise, at least not now.

This is the writer's wall. It takes a long time to hit it before you can turn back.

"Don't want to do anything?" Mary and the others were still in the room.

Jiang Lan raised her head and looked at them, then kicked them all out of the room.

Jiang Lan lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, then pursed her lips and pulled out the safe from under the bed.

Since you don't want to change, then just try to stay put for a while. Anyway, Jiang Nan, that bastard, has been delaying the updates so much that everyone has gotten used to it. As a great writer as well, it's okay for Jiang Lan to be a bit of a thief for once.

But there is indeed something that needs to be explained to Stella. Fortunately, when Jiang Lan first started to become a writer, he wrote down some of the popular novels in his previous life in advance because he was worried that he would forget them. The manuscripts filled a whole box, which should be enough to support him for a few years.

By then her "Dragon Tribe" will probably be revised.

After casting a spell to break the restriction on the box, Jiang Lan sat cross-legged on the floor and began to select carefully.

Think about the fairy tales of Europe and America, the light novels of Japan, and the serious novels. It’s time to let people from other worlds take a look at the online novels of our great China.

He pulled out a stack of manuscripts from the bottom of the box, with four big characters written on them.

"The Turtle and the Turtle"

#Jiang Lan is a wolf~#

ps: The name of the last novel...

Let me show off for a while hahahaha.

55. In? Why are you wearing pants?

You haven't changed at all." This is what Jiang Lan heard when she walked into Stella's room in the hotel.

After a moment of hesitation, she reacted and slowly put away her umbrella and walked towards the busty beauty who was waving at her from the window seat.

What Stella was talking about was the umbrella in her hand. Although it was only seen once a month, there were occasional rainy days, and Jiang Lan would go there every time with the umbrella in her hand.

This umbrella has been used for about five years. If you look closely at the metal ribs, you can find a lot of rust. Even the umbrella surface is stained with stains that cannot be washed away by rain. Fortunately, it is a gray umbrella so it is not so conspicuous. The design of the umbrella handle is also different from most umbrellas. The handle is very thick, about three times thicker than that of an ordinary umbrella. Therefore, the umbrella looks bloated every time you close it.

There was something odd about the handle as well, there were diamond-shaped grooves on it, as if it had been inlaid with gems before, but they had probably been picked off by this stingy fox. It was always hard to raise a child alone, especially for a beastman girl like her who lived in a human settlement. It was possible that she had exchanged the gems for money during some extremely difficult period.

Thinking of this, Stella blushed a little. Jiang Lan was living such a miserable life, but she still bullied her and said she didn't know anything about the business, and withheld her wages for many years. It seemed like she was really black-hearted.

However, even if things were so difficult, she was unwilling to return to her hometown? Stella was very interested in what had happened to make a noblewoman like her fall to such a state.

Although Jiang Lan always said that she was just an ordinary fox, how could an ordinary fox girl have such a beautiful appearance and write novels with such high literary quality? Logically speaking, a fox girl like her with first-class looks, good education, and noble manners should be easy to find out her identity, but the frustrating thing is that no matter how hard she tries, she can't find any information about her.

"It's old, but I always feel safe when holding this umbrella." Jiang Lan replied after sitting down.

She should have said something to continue the topic, but Stella didn't. Instead, her eyes were wide open.

Seriously speaking, Jiang Lan quite likes rainy days. Listening to the sound of raindrops outside, she relaxes herself in the slightly cool air and quietly reads a book for a while. The satisfaction of feeling literary and fresh is very enjoyable, but that is only the situation inside the house.

After becoming a fox girl, Jiang Lan didn't like walking outside. She couldn't wear wide skirts on rainy days, and if she wore tight ones, her tail would have to hang outside. Fortunately, her tail was big and fluffy. It was so furry and enjoyable to touch normally, but it felt like a burden on rainy days.

No matter how she adjusted the umbrella, there were always raindrops that wet her white fur. And she couldn't drag her tail when she encountered a flooded road, so she had to hold it upright with great effort. If she wasn't careful, it would fall into a dirty puddle, and her white tail would become a rag.

This is the case at this moment. Sitting on the bed opposite Stella, Jiang Lan is pulling the towel over and carefully wiping the suffering tail.

Such a scene was extremely natural for Jiang Lan, but it was really difficult for Stella.

On a gloomy rainy day, in a quiet and slightly gloomy house, on the soft bed, the round, firm buttocks and the white thighs sank into the sheets, the wet tail left patches of black on them, and the owner of the tail, the beautiful fox girl, squinted her eyes and hummed a little tune that she didn't even realize was doing careful care. As she rubbed and kneaded, the short skirt moved with the tail, raising a seductive arc, allowing people to see inside...

Safety pants inside.

Fuck your safety pants, I’ve taken off my pants (referring to wearing a skirt) and you’re just showing me this?

I thought safety pants were the worst invention in human history, but I didn’t expect there would be something even worse, the fox girl’s intimate adaptation version of safety pants. What kind of devil could invent such a crazy thing.

Stella pouted unhappily and rubbed her hands.

"How about I help you? It's not working well if you rub it like this." And it was a good opportunity for me to work harder.

Hearing this, Jiang Lan paused and looked up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"For the beastmen, this is almost like courtship."

"We've already been to the hot springs together, why do you still care about this?"

"Hey, you make it sound like I have something in common with you, but I always wear a bath towel."

Even though she knew that the other party, as a fellow woman, would not have any thoughts, she still did not dare to be frank with a woman. She always wrapped herself in a bath towel when taking a shower. But Stella was always naked, which made Jiang Lan dare not look her in the eye.

However, even if she didn't look at him intentionally, she couldn't avoid seeing him unintentionally. She looked at him from the side and every time she saw him inadvertently, Jiang Lan would feel hot all over and have an impulse to touch her. Of course, without her younger brother Jun, everything she said was meaningless, and she would feel more like she was going to bleed from her nose.

However, after doing this many times, Jiang Lan has become immune to it. As long as the benefits are not too excessive, she won't bleed. If you want to play with her, she will also evolve if she becomes a girl. Her younger brother won't get hard at all, but her breasts will get hard.

Wow, why does it feel even more perverted?

"I get angry when I talk about this. We are all women, what can't we see? Why do we have to wrap ourselves up so tightly? Is this the so-called modesty of a mother?"

Bastia nodded repeatedly, as if she had discovered something special.

"Well, all you have to do is become your daughter's father. Marry me, wise man!"

A towel was thrown at her face to kill this dishonest guy. "You are thinking about peach."

As expected, with a barely perceptible sigh, Stella straightened her face, and then sniffed the towel fiercely.

"Ah, Sage..."

"Give it back to me, you pervert."