Assistant editor: Yesterday
Executive Editor: Xiao Fei
Text directors: Ai Hua, Uber, Aji.
Text editor: Sansui, Xiaoxiao, Chengcheng
Art editor: A Millennium season, an old man in Cheng Nan.
Publicity and Planning: Sincere Sansui Xiaopu
Full-time authors: Cheng Cheng, Shi Shi, Metasequoia glyptostroboides, Donkey, Xi Fei, Xiao Pu, Mix, Ai Hua, etc.
Experts: Wen Zi, Want Want, Thousand Fun Seasons, etc.
Technical production: stop laughing.
Brand Operation: Zhixuan
Reader service: flying with a smile
Note: "Brother Zhi" widely invites chivalrous men in the world, so the personnel are changeable. This is just the current team and location.
Travel far-it's very cold in autumn
"Have you thought about the future?" The boy asked.
"In the future, if I have a choice, I want to have a good look at this land. Walking to the top of Mount Tai, I saw the radiance of the sun suddenly appear at that moment, and there was a cold place in the far north. People carve small animals with ice ... the girl looks forward to it, and then she is stunned. " Unfortunately ... "
"There is nothing to regret ..." The boy flushed with excitement. "If there is such a day, I am willing to accompany you, and nothing can stop us."
"Really?"
"Really."
The flowers fell and stopped, squinting at the front, and the yellow sand was blown like running water by the wind.
Towns, villages, and then to these scattered families, he became more and more desolate along the way, as if God had abandoned this land and no longer poured any sympathy. He sighed softly and patted the dust on his clothes. At this moment, he heard the piano.
The piano came without warning, but as soon as it appeared, the flowers fell, and I couldn't help looking in that direction. The sound of the piano fell from nine days ago, splashed with echoes, and flew into the sky again without any mixed feelings between ups and downs. Hua Luo suddenly felt that standing here was redundant and should not appear in the scene, so it seemed abrupt.
Rosemary-bloom Xiaoxiao.
By the time the sixth enemy arrived, he had already drunk eight altars of old carved flowers.
Young people arrive at night, with a sick face in the dust, and their eyes are like coal that is about to burn out in the cold wind, struggling to bring some life; The clothes are messy, and there is blood on his shoulders, which has condensed into black and torn to pieces, like a lonely Jianghu guest. But he was generous, threw the silver ticket on the counter and ordered the wine. He ordered wine and sat in the corner and drank it.
The night wind from the south blew in from the window, with moist sweetness, and brought misty love songs on distant mountains by the way. Singing so sweetly, others would melt in this warm moonlight. However, he just drank, drank the bowl, ignored a group of people coming upstairs, dressed in hemp fiber and holding a sword, and surrounded the window.
"I am a madman in Chu, and he sang a crazy song arguing with Confucius. I have a green jade staff in my hand, and I passed through it from the morning of the Yellow Crane Tower ... because the world can't satisfy our desire ... Come on, we will drown the sorrow of ten thousand generations! ! "Not enough to drink, he actually patted the window bar and sang by himself. This restaurant is a common diaojiao building in Yunnan, made of bamboo. There are sparse gaps between bamboos, which leak into the moonlight breeze and have a unique flavor.
Sorrow evil sword-Chapter 10 Ancient Road and West Wind Kill People
On the ancient yellow sand road, the wind gently picked up dust all the way.
The sun in the sky is pale gray. Ouyang looked up at the same gray sky and sighed, "I'm afraid there will be a sandstorm today." Corners of the mouth smiled, also able to shrug off.
This is the suburb of Guanwaijing. In spring, the warbler flies, but the sandstorm that has been dormant for more than half a winter tends to rise again.
He narrowed his eyes, looked down at the dusty white clothes, raised his hand and looked at the hip flask in his hand: "Even if it is a sandstorm, even if everyone retreats, it is not bad that you are still with me!"
Say hey hey smile in the mouth, hand hip flask into the mouth.
In his view, the hip flask in his hand and the wine in the hip flask are like his brothers, relatives and even lovers.
A person's brothers, relatives and lovers are always extremely important. Of course, we don't want others to possess it, let alone the bloody pollution of the two parts.
Blood never touched him, but wine touched him all over.
Ouyang looked up, and the wine in the hip flask was about to come out when she heard a sound of "whew", and the hip flask suddenly broke into seven or eight pieces and scattered on the ground.
Ouyang is not surprised. Since he looked up, he seemed to be holding a hip flask in his hand, and he was a little drunk. He just sighed, "You're catching up!"
As soon as the words sound just fell, I heard the buzzing in my ear, and Ouyang's left hand was blocked in vain, banging a few times. A man turned over Ouyang's head and landed in front of him. As soon as his foot touched the ground, he suddenly flew up and kicked his leg. Ouyang took two steps back and flashed his kicked leg. He said with a smile, "You chased me for seven days and ran seven or eight hundred miles, but you can still play' keep your fist' and' abandon your leg'. You are worthy of being a master."
Those Zoroastrianism things-Sue
I love Jiangshan, love beauty, love Zoroastrianism, love romance, and don't like killing and setting fires. I am not a smart left-handed or Zoroastrian leader. I'm Yang Xiao, and I'm just myself.
It is said that introducing yourself in this way is very popular in Jianghu recently. Although I have been pretending to be serious and scary recently, I still wrote such a passage in my mind. Honestly, I'm keeping a low profile now.
However, the bat king doesn't think so. He made a very wide white robe a few days ago and wrote on the back with a black pen: "
I love blood-sucking, flying and my first lover Xiaohua. I'm not a bat, I'm Wei Yixiao. "
He hopes to fly in the sky in this robe so that the whole world will know his name. He expected Xiaohua to see it, and then ran to find him.
"She will beg me on her knees." The bat king said seriously, "She will definitely cry and repent. She shouldn't have left me and run away with the landlord of the town just because I was ugly and unknown. "
"hmm."
The bat king then said loudly, "But I won't forgive her …" His eyes were full of tears. "I'll tell her to go away, I won't forgive you!
Men, men. I can't help admiring in my mind.
Why is it always first love? I thought that first love is just a cup of boiled water, which will cool after heating. If heated, it will inevitably become steam.
This is what the bat king said to me before flying. With that, he shook his robe and jumped into the air. I narrowed my eyes and the sun was very strong.
I have to say that Wei Yixiao's flying skill is really good, but more importantly, he really flies like a bat.
Bloom in Winter-Sun, Moon and Stars
An old man in Cheng Nan: a misty rain in a dream.
Ahem, the start-up of "Zhige" needs a lot of good articles with style and verve. Note that we refuse to stick to the rules and stick to the old ways. "Brother Zhi" only accepts new stories written in a new way. What we want is to open a new era of martial arts! Welcome people with lofty ideals to draw their swords and write enthusiastically!
Note: Brother Zhi is an unprofitable electronic magazine at present, so there is no manuscript fee, but we sincerely invite people who really love and understand martial arts to join us and support us! "Brother Zhi" is extremely demanding on the manuscript, but it doesn't have to be amazing. If you are conceited and even feel that you have potential, you might as well contribute. We will give professional advice and suggestions, even if you don't use them, you will benefit. Please, heroes, if you have a good draft, come to pay homage to the Jianghu! "Brother Zhi" intends to revive pure martial arts and true martial arts, which is naturally more demanding than other magazines.
Our team is sincere and determined. For martial arts literature lovers, everyone has the responsibility to carry forward the martial arts and to make the real martial arts see the light of day in this special period. The network literature was thrown into a muddy water, and the fantasy martial arts twisted and colluded, which led to the decline of China's literary world. Looking back, the generation of Liang Yusheng, Jin Yong, Gu Long and Wen Ruian, whose martial arts were upright, vigorous, unassuming and lyrical, made China's martial arts literature face the world and the times. Therefore, we can say that Jin created a year that belongs to Wen, created a world, and created our present. Now the spread of martial arts literature is mostly concentrated on the internet, which has distorted our love! Has dimmed our purity! "Brother Zhi" conforms to the destiny and goes against the trend, injecting a clean stream into the martial arts literature of 2 1 century, but our strength is not big enough, and we urgently need a Jianghu of our own to safeguard our dignity and life!
Real martial arts literature lovers, please join us! Join "Stop Brother" and join the leading organization in the new martial arts era!
Jin Yong, Gu Long and other predecessors have different styles. People of our generation must take innovation as the standard, rivers and lakes as the core and chivalry as the right path.
We don't want the full text to be full of chivalrous words. We hope that in our rivers and lakes, benevolent people have different opinions, and children are affectionate, and chivalry is implied in it, so that people will not believe it after reading it. The works we want must not imitate the ancient golden model, and the heroes will always be among the people. As the first author of "The Legend of Kuching and Martial Arts Edition", Xiao Duan was also inadvertently excavated from the folk, so he invited me to visit with a sword. He is also my friend without a sword!
Our ultimate wish is to excavate the heir of Master Shengu and revive the chivalrous spirit! "Brother Zhi" is in close contact with today's Jianghu. The first issue of "Trial Publication" invited Fahua, a famous martial arts writer, to be a guest in the column "Mo Xiang Attacks People". Peanut's approachable image and valuable spirit of supporting the new forces are really touching.
Later, there will be more romantic characters who are expected to make guest appearances in Stop Brother. Our goal is to let Master Jin Yong and Wen Ruian also come to Stop Brother and have a good talk! Stop it! Stop fighting for power!
This is an electronic magazine made by a group of enthusiastic young people, which is very exquisite and professional. I had a sincere chat with the editor about YY all night. Thanks to my respect, I made an exclusive interview based on the recording. The so-called interview is actually chatting. I'm not good at theory and I don't have any opinions. I think it is necessary to care for young chivalrous friends. Occasionally, I will chat with them. Newcomers have a growing process. I hope to help them as much as I can through chatting.
Perhaps, among this group of people, there will be several tomorrow's stars, which is worth waiting and seeing!
-Hua read "Stop Brother" and wondered why men don't have a nod. It is also proud to buy a thousand dollars for wine.
You can listen to the rain when you are drunk, without floating your name.
East refers to Taihang, west refers to Hetao, raising swords to support the sea waves, and putting horses and grass in the snow in Tianshan Mountain.
The famous sword shows you that he wants to sweep away the injustice in the world.
Cold light sweeps the sea flat, the world stops, and the castle peak is still good.
It's just that spring is haggard
Beauty only talks about charm, why should heroes be afraid of being old first?
Gentle as water, chivalrous, affectionate but heartless.
How can you write a miracle without reason? Throw a pen at leisure and ask how much you know.