The Secret Behind a Qidian Author's Unfilial Behavior and Money Hoarding for Over a Month

Hello everyone, my leave note got banned by Qidian. I'm not sure if it was because I said "j*" or "male*".

They were completely normal words to begin with, but once replaced with asterisks, the sense of evil is actually doubled, isn't it? Talk about shooting oneself in the foot.

Anyway, since it's banned, my chapters are now limited editions—blink and they're gone.

Now the leave note is just a dream in the receding rearview mirror. Look, those who see it are blessed, and should hurry downstairs.

"I'm sorry, Ye Lan, for making you worry. But don't worry, I won't give it another chance to control me." With that, Rex once again swung his Mad Sakura toward the ghost before him. But this time, Mad Sakura slashed through empty air; at that very moment, the ghost had vanished.

Furthermore, between them, not only were the dual energies of Yin and Yang flowing, but fierce lightning and dazzling golden light were also erupting.

In the end, Wu Siyou had no choice but to helplessly continue waiting. Since her master had given no instructions, she would simply wait. It was just that the urge to wield her scythe and hack someone to pieces was suppressed to the point of causing Wu Siyou slight discomfort.

Walking out of the entrance of the Seventh Teaching Area, the army only saw a yellow upright cabinet loaded onto a stalled truck at the door.

Li Muye felt a surge of contempt inwardly; this old man didn't even need to draft a mental outline before bragging. With a skill level like his, wandering the pugilistic world and making a living by playing Go, he couldn't possibly have survived until today.

"This young master is going to cut you down today!" Waving his long blade, a powerful aura likewise erupted from Young Master Bai's body.

Surveying the now completely empty surroundings with the bearing of an expert, the Master finally put his hands behind his back and left in satisfaction.

With a slight screech, a Porsche pulled up right in front of the Xianhe Jade Shop. The car door opened to reveal a man of about thirty-five or six, wearing a suit and tie, sporting a crew cut, with a plump face and wearing a pair of Somani myopia glasses, who then walked inside.

Situ Xuan wasn't an idiot; how could he possibly wake up at a time like this? The head resting on the table turned slightly toward Tang Qiqi's side. Tang Qiqi glanced sideways without a trace; although it seemed completely casual, a flash of amusement flickered deep within her eyes.

One can easily imagine that once word gets out that he failed to enter the Void-Shattering Realm, there's no telling how those who had once placed high hopes on him might curse him.

Just as the Volcano Tribe was down to its last few thousand people gasping for breath and on the verge of being swallowed up by the Sorcerer Tribe, the Sea God Tribe suddenly declared war on the Sorcerer Tribe.

Seeing this, black lines instantly crisscrossed Ye Chen's forehead. If Xiong Dahai and the others weren't right here, he definitely would have dragged this lump outside and beaten him to a pulp.

"Liu Ning, you just need to focus your energy on the martial arts competition. Remember, your mission is to kill Lin Qiaoqiao in the match; you don't need to make a move against Zhao Tiechu." Yuan Hang explained patiently.

However, A-jiu did not go in. Having experienced so many dramatic ups and downs, she had long since grown indifferent to money and storefronts. What she desired most now was a tranquil life.

They knew that the price Zhao Tiechu paid this time was truly somewhat not worth it. He had personally pushed the entire corporation—and even the alliance—into a bottomless abyss, even though the alliance could still technically exist thanks to the persistence of those founders.

Zhang Yang was indeed driven entirely by his lower half, just as Meng Xin had said. Yet, how many men are not driven by their lower half? Although he knew full well that Xu Meilin had no intention of caressing him, her actions as she slowly and gently cleaned the filth from his body right now—how was that any different from a caress or a tease?

It can be said that in the future, it is truly possible for gods and demons to rise together, and those legendary figures of yesteryear might even appear in this world.

"My alcohol tolerance is poor? You must be joking. I didn't earn this hotel manager position for nothing; I dare say I can drink this entire bottle of liquor all by myself without even getting drunk!" Chu Qianqian refused to accept the jab.

The moment the words left her mouth, Wu Yuhan instantly felt a bit of regret, because this sentence seemed to harbor a subtle, hidden meaning of its own.