Chapter 243 How Did You Survive? (1)

This sudden turn of events stunned almost everyone.

There are even people who don't know why, but think that Song Lanyi's temper is too violent, and any word will provoke her to attack.

Bai Ruixu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and a gloomy look flashed past.

But on the surface, he still smiled with a good temper, "Forget it, since Miss Song refuses to accept my kindness, then Bai has no choice but to leave."

After speaking, he was about to leave.

But before he took a few steps, he suddenly felt his body lighten, he was lifted up, and he was forced to turn around and face Song Lanyi.

Compared to her who laughed and talked about Yan Yan in the past, this time, Song Lanyi's complexion looked extremely gloomy.

She pinched Bai Ruixu's neck, her eyes were cold, "Do you think I have a good temper?"

Bai Ruixu was so pinched that he had difficulty breathing, and couldn't help coughing heart-piercingly.

But the more this happened, the more he was convinced that the existence of Tangxi and the stain on his blood were Song Lanyi's weakness.

He laughed softly, "Do you think I'm lying? The treasure you hold in your palm, in fact, in the eyes of our demon clan, can only survive by lying on the ground and eating the excrement of gong pigs."

After speaking, he burst out laughing.

Just laughing and laughing, he suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Because Song Lanyi's deep eyes were looking at him with unknown meaning...

After a long while, she said quietly, "I have been in touch with medicine, but it is similar to medicine. It is said that tiger skin is thick to keep warm, tiger bones strengthen the body, tiger meat nourishes the spleen and stomach, and... tiger penis, aphrodisiac Tonify the kidney."

After finishing speaking, her eyes glanced at Bai Ruixu, and her tone was casual, "I just don't know if the demon clan with the blood of the white tiger has special effects."

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters present felt a sense of fear.

Especially Bai Ruixu.

As he was closer to Song Lanyi, he could more and more feel the gaze that was so calm that it made him shudder.

It seems that in Song Lanyi's eyes, he is not a living monster at all, but a dish that can be divided at will.

As soon as the blood in Bai Ruixu's body burst out, he turned into a young and strong white tiger, and jumped off Song Lanyi's hand.

Immediately, he spread his legs and ran out.

It was not until he was five feet away from Song Lanyi that he transformed into a human form again.

This time, the smile on Bai Ruixu's face finally disappeared.

Instead, it was sullen and irritated.

He snorted coldly, "The final game is coming soon, do you think you are sure to win? Just wait and see!"

After speaking, he strode out.

It's just that they don't know if it's just everyone's illusion, they always feel... Bai Ruixi left a little hastily.

After today, the confrontation between Bai Ruixu and Song Lanyi officially spread.

There are even good people who call this scene "Enter the Dragon".

Bai Ruixi is a white tiger, and Song Lanyi is a dragon among men.

Isn't it just a dragon and a tiger fighting each other!
Shangjing.

Song house.

These days, there are more and more visitors.

But Song Lanyi was not dazzled by this overwhelming glory.

For all those who come, if they are not absolutely close people, she mostly acts as a closed door to thank guests.

In the secret room, Mr. Cao wrote vigorously on paper, hoping to reproduce the contents of the book as soon as possible, which is regarded as the completion of this task.

Song Lanyi flipped through the classics on the sidelines, racing against time, and seized the time to accumulate knowledge.

After a while, a sigh suddenly came from the secret room.

"Ugh……"

Song Lanyi was fascinated by reading, and Quan pretended not to hear it.

Cao Gong glanced at Song Lanyi, sighed again, "Hey..."

Now, Song Lanyi finally raised his head.

She pretended to be puzzled, "Mr. Cao, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Cao took a sip of the wine, and then said shyly, "Recently, I am writing [-] words a day, and it is quite hard work. I wonder if I can ask for a day off?"

Song Lanyi's eyes widened suddenly when he heard this, "Ask for leave? Mr. Cao, as an author, instead of making one hundred thousand a day, you want to ask for leave? Are you worthy of your readers?"

"One hundred thousand per day?" Duke Cao felt as if he wanted to faint when he heard this number.

In his previous life, he wrote 61 chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions, with a total of only [-] words.

If Song Lanyi's writing method is [-] words a day, wouldn't it be possible to write [-] chapters in about six days?
As one of the readers, Song Lanyi felt that it was necessary for him to supervise Duke Cao.

She took out a piece of paper from her bosom, and said, "Grand Cao, take a look at this piece of paper first."

When Cao Gong heard this, he approached half suspiciously.

At the top of the paper, there are a few large characters—schedule arrangement.

Next, there are a few lines of well-formed characters.

There are a few numbers written in past lives, but Mr. Cao can understand them.

4:30-11:30 - Reading and studying

11:31-11:32 - lookout, rest
11:32-11; 35 - Rest

11:35-19:00 - martial arts training

19:01-4:28 the next day——Learning again

4:29-2:30 - sleep

After reading the short schedule, Mr. Cao's eyebrows could not stop shaking.

Shocked, he couldn't help blurting out, "How did you survive?"

(End of this chapter)

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