Long Live Hades

Chapter 64 What kind of rubbish book is this?

Wuchang nodded seriously: "It's true, that's right, it's true, they're going to kill me, if you don't believe me, look here."

As he said that, Wuchang lifted his clothes, and the three of them found that there was a small incision on his stomach.

"This... is this the trace of appendix cut?" Chu Xuanyuan asked tentatively.

"No, that ghost stabbed me, but luckily I have thick fat, so nothing happened. Now they are crazy, you must protect me, so I will give you all my royalties." Wuchang Putting down his clothes again, he breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"How much is your manuscript fee?" Wang Xiaoming asked suspiciously.

"100 million, one month." Wuchang replied.

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath at that time, he never thought that writing novels could make so much money!

"Okay, okay." Wang Xiaoming immediately agreed, this is another 100 million, this 100 million must be more reliable than the previous 100 million.

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"There seems to be something accumulated in the sky. Xu Nuo is dressed in a white robe. He slightly raised his head and looked at the sky. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He said lightly: 'Are you finally here?'. Then I saw The clouds in the sky parted suddenly, and then [-] people wearing multicolored glazed armor stood in the sky, and the first five of them were all made of gold, especially on their nine-turn dragon-breaking guns, there was a burst of emptiness and destruction. In a flash."

"They stood in the sky, laughing wildly, as if they were mocking Xu Nuo endlessly, and Xu Nuo looked at the aura of those people without any fear, but smiled easily, and then said again: 'Since you are here Now, let's do it." The voice was deliberately amplified by Xu Nuo, and then it entered their ears like rolling thunder."

"Those people were angry, and there was a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami. They blew the promise's white clothes, clenched the weapons in their hands, and then shot many spell attacks at Xu Nuo. Those spells were serialized together, like the sea Like a wave, the promise is like a small shrimp facing Mount Tai in front of those publishing books."

"But the promise is not a small shrimp. He suddenly rose into the air, with all kinds of finger changes between his hands, and then said softly: 'Look at my real fragrance secret technique.' After finishing these seven words, he began to speak slowly. Slowly recited a mysterious mantra: "I promise that I will starve to death, die outside, jump from here, and I will never eat a bite of food, I promise that I will starve to death...'"

"After hearing these words, those people in the sky widened their eyes. Just now, when they launched their strongest attack, they suddenly turned around and rushed towards them in the opposite direction. For a time, there were countless howls, and countless people came from the clouds. Falling, 3 people left only a few hundred people, but those hundreds of people were also seriously injured at this time."

"'I know, you won't be so naive that these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can kill me, come out.' Xu ​​Nuo said to Yun Duo. As soon as the voice fell, the cloud disappeared in an instant, and a Buddha appeared in the field of vision majesticly. With a red light, the voice is like a big bell: "Evil heretics, die! Teach today's teenagers badly, so that countless teenagers now wear women's clothes, and compete with girls for boyfriends, you devil, today is the time for you to be judged." !'"

"The Buddha moved his hand deeply, and then patted it towards the promise, and chanted the 24-character mantra: 'Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity ,friendly.'"

"After Xu Nuo saw it, then Ling Ran said at the time, 'Are you going to use the strongest tricks to deal with me? That's fine too, just look at my special skill—the art of women's clothing! Gothic lolita!!' Xu promised loudly shouted, and then put on women's clothing, and then was slapped to death by that crimson mighty force.———The end of the book."

Wang Xiaoming closed the book with a twitch in the corner of his eyes, and then smashed it on the ground: "Fuck! What kind of ghost book is this! Can you still read this damn book?"

Chu Xuanyuan cleared his throat, and then said: "There is a form of comedy performance called Wen Chou, this impermanence may be a Wen Chou, his books are selling well because others really want to read them, what can he write? How bad is it?"

"For example, my book, "The Bed Warmer's Bodyguard in Charge of the Editor" is very poorly written. I'll excerpt two passages for you." Chu Xuanyuan cleared his throat, and then began to recite.

"The editor-in-chief Sunshine looked at Wuchang with a smirk: 'Little baby, let me recommend you to eat tofu.' Wuchang was a little shy, but he still agreed. Then Wuchang went to the kitchen to fry a plate of mapo tofu. The two of them ate deliciously."

"Editor-in-charge Sunshine looked at Wuchang with a smirk: 'Dear author, I'll give you the channel, let's go wash the zao together.' Wuchang was not shy, so he agreed, and then the two of them went to the kitchen and sucked a big pot of winter dates , while watching Yama’s one-and-a-half-year-old nibbling on it.”

"The editor-in-chief Sunshine looked at Wuchang with a smirk: 'Wuchang, I recommend you through all channels, let's go to give birth to monkeys together!' Wuchang took Yangguang's hand and rushed into... the zoo! The two When someone delivered a female monkey, the female monkey was very happy and gave each of them a slap."

Chu Xuanyuan shrugged: "As far as my knowledge is concerned, I can't find words to describe his novels."

"Hey, hey, you guys are really messing around. Do you know that this is a test on the verge of cutting the book? It's a dead end in itself. If the responsible editor becomes angry and cuts it for you after reading it, wouldn't it be cool? Is it cold? Don't be fooled, if it is really cut, you won't be able to play happily with the readers." Zhang Wei went crazy.

"It's scary." Wang Xiaoming shrunk his neck symbolically, then looked at the book in Zhang Wei's hand. "What's yours? Share it with us?"

"Forget it, the province's book has been blocked, so it's better not to mention the title of the book." As he said, Zhang Wei hid a book called "The Fake Mother and the Rough Man Have to Tell Unspeakable Stories" behind his back.

Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, then threw those few books aside, then lay down on his own bed, staring at a kitchen knife beside the bed, in a daze.

Of course, he didn't have the idea of ​​committing suicide. He looked at the kitchen knife because Su Qianyin's soul needed a place to stay, so the kitchen knife became her place to live.

Without Su Qianyin by his side, he felt empty, lonely and cold for no reason.

"It's boring, I've really read enough of this kind of crap, but these protagonists want to assassinate him, so it's really not easy for him to survive now." Wang Xiaoming said with emotion.