Chapter 151: If "People's Literature" Won't Publish It, We Will

For someone who felt like they hadn't eaten in days, this bowl of water was truly pitifully small.

"Please come in, Mr. Gu. Thank you so much again for saving me yesterday," Su Mengwan said hastily upon hearing Gu Qingyang's words, inviting him inside.

"Reporting to the Young Marshal, my men and I searched for a long time yesterday according to the secret signals you left, but found no trace of you. Then a heavy rain fell, washing everything clean. If the Young Marshal hadn't sent out the signal just now, we would still be unable to find you," an handsome man replied.

He had been wondering how to deal with the other person, but now it was fine—just let him go. Judging by his attitude, it would be a miracle if he could learn anything useful.

A day later, Chen Jianfeng was able to shuttle back to Earth at any time, and he crept toward the direction of the Speed Fruit.

Although this might affect the cultivation of immortal arts, for Fangcun Mountain, where the spiritual energy concentration was as high as thirty percent and still rising, it was not a major problem.

Qin Shou ignored those matters and instead used the life force under his control to modify Qian Daoliu's physical body.

As for Dazhuang and Shanshan, they seemed quite pleasant nowadays. Dazhuang was honest and had a very manly demeanor, while Shanshan appeared to have developed a liking for Su Mo, casting affectionate glances at him whenever they interacted or spoke. Unfortunately, Su Mo was entirely preoccupied with Su Guo and failed to notice the subtle differences in others.

Everything that had happened before boiled down to two strange fruits. These two strange fruits were called Python Crystal Fruits, and their growth method was extremely peculiar—or rather, extremely demanding.

Liu Xu and Xiuqin blocked her simultaneously. "You definitely can't do it either." What was wrong with this girl? She actually considered herself an adult older than them.

Noticing that the restroom was empty, Tai Bai nervously hurried inside to hand Pan Qinqin some tissues and bottled water.

"Save who? Once they're dead, it's over and done with, saving us the trouble of dealing with them," Ling Lanyu said with a trace of disgust as she looked at the long-haired monster on the ground.

"This palace knows full well that assassinating the Empress Dowager is a grave crime, which is why I cannot allow you, my lord, to act as a dictator. Since I am to be tried publicly, it must be done according to the law. Otherwise, to casually condemn a county princess personally conferred by the Emperor—does my lord feel you have sufficient weight to do so?" Bai Mujing threatened.

Madam Zhou was delighted by her clarity and showered her with praises, urging her to advise her mother-in-law not to dwell on things too much. What was in the past was in the past; they shouldn't keep pursuing it, as it would do no good for anyone.

In just two or three minutes, thirty or forty people had their arms or hands severed, a brutality that thoroughly shattered their courage.

"Oh heavens... they actually came back together like this, without any sense of discretion!" someone couldn't help exclaiming, and everyone else shook their heads in disbelief.

Quan Yu's smile slightly faded. "The person you love, haha..." He let out a dry, mirthless laugh.

This was something he could do, but others must not speak of it. If word got out, many people would die.

Li Tingting introduced me to two pretty older girls; one was called Cuicui, and the other was Yingying. Naturally, these were stage names, and even Li Tingting didn't go by Li Tingting anymore, but Nuanxuan.

As the gasoline burned away, the carcasses of the dead pigs in the pit turned into pitch-black ashes, and the Demonic Qi was likewise burned away bit by bit in the fierce flames.

"What on earth is wrong with Suzuki right now?!" I rushed forward frantically, grabbed the high-speed train standing before me by the collar, and let out a low roar.

After all, even if you managed to win a certain item at the auction, while it might temporarily enter your spatial ring, if you failed to safely bring it out of Tianwu City, it might not truly belong to you. Murder and pillaging were far too common occurrences here, Luo Hao thought to himself.

Through this angle, the Jade Bone Butterfly could vaguely see the fabric over Yumu's chest heaving slightly. Though not directly visible, the Jade Bone Butterfly could completely imagine what the man's hands were doing inside.

"You, shut the fuck up!" I slammed my head back, pointed at the teacher, and shouted.

Just as Chen Xiaoran wanted to continue exploring her body, he felt Su Qing's body tremble slightly before gradually relaxing.

And so Tang Hao and Xie Feifei went downstairs together, bringing their class outing to a close.

Everyone looked over in their direction, and Su Mei instantly lowered her head, terrified of being noticed.

A divine ability capable of making his blood boil had finally arrived—Divine Phoenix Possession. If unleashed, it could even resurrect the user; wasn't that simply too overpowered?

As a descendant of Zhao Lingfei, Zhao Tian岚 inherited the family's superior bloodline, and his mastery in archery transcended both ancient and modern times, standing matchless across Youzhou and even the Great Desolate. The Prince of Linyuan appreciated him all the more and bestowed upon him his peerless collection, the divine bow *River-Settling* belonging to the dynasty's great general, Chen Zhengdao.

Yin Fengyou was startled by Murong Yuncheng's appearance, hovering in mid-air on his flying sword at a loss for what to do. But when he caught sight of the dying Moyi Yue in Murong Yuncheng's arms, he hurriedly leaped off the Yanoyang Sword, rushed to Murong Yuncheng's side, dropped to both knees, and began taking Moyi Yue's pulse.

Ace's eye twitched as he swept the Ice Dragon Slash horizontally, raising a vertical ice wall in front of the two of them.

This soul impact was extremely powerful, and riding the remaining momentum of the needle-point, it stirred his sea of consciousness into absolute chaos for a moment.

Solote's eyes snapped open as he felt those four words press down upon him like a massive mountain, giving him a suffocating sensation.

Poisonous blood flowed from Tianxinggong's hand, and upon dripping onto the centipede's head, it instantly melted a hole through it. The centipede's nervous system tightened, and it began to convulse violently.

Having listened to their conversation, Murong Yuncheng felt some confusion in his mind. Wasn't Cao Wuyin the Grass Emperor of the Great Desolate? Where did another Grass Emperor come from? Moreover, they clearly referred to Cao Wuyin as Cao Wubian—why was that?