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Chapter 405: Begging to be removed from the blacklist

They stared at it for a while out of curiosity. At that time, they didn't understand the punishment for being blacklisted. Now that they understand, they just feel fortunate that they are not the type to cause trouble.

If he were allowed to read the first volume but not the sequels, he would definitely kneel in front of the bookstore and not get up.

Yan Chenci and Ji Yunbai didn’t understand. It was just a storybook. Was it that serious?

But if it's the story just now, then just pretend she didn't say it.

Meng Mo cried and wailed, "I would rather be blacklisted without ever reading a single word. At least I don't have to suffer so much."

The small bookstore said that Meng Mo was really worrying too much.

The blacklist permissions it sets do not include the first volume content.

Whether it is in ancient times or in the world of immortal cultivation, whether it is people on the blacklist or outside the blacklist, everyone can know the content of the first volume equally and for free.

As for the start of the second volume, don’t even think about it.

This punishment measure was suggested by Li Wenshu. She also deliberately adjusted the position of the writer's block in the first volume of each novel to be published by the small bookstore.

Anyway, it just broke in a very uncomfortable position.

Yan Chenci felt a little annoyed by its crying and asked directly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Meng Mo stopped crying and said hesitantly, "Will this be too much trouble for you?"

"No, you say."

Meng Mo said shyly, "Then I want to read the storybook. Please ask the book demon to remove me from the blacklist."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"I deserve to die!"

The nightmare tapir's eyes were filled with tears. There was something even more embarrassing that it hadn't told him. Every midnight, it would slide on its knees in front of the bookstore to apologize.

But the book demon was so noble that when it cried, it even turned off the lights in the store.

OK, I understand the situation.

When the four people came out of the dream, the other six people in the room were having a fierce quarrel.

Four people, to be exact.

Three people from Qianyun Sect faced off against one person from Lingxiao Sect - Sheng Yiyu.

He was arguing with three people alone.

Ji Lin ignored him and Lin Rukui watched the fun.

A disciple of Qianyun Sect was so angry that he drew his sword and wanted to chop someone, but was blocked by Shuang Lan the next second.

Sheng Yiyu had been planning to give in temporarily and hide behind Ji Lin, whom he disliked, but when he saw Shuang Lan appear, he helped him to fight back.

The arrogance became even more arrogant.

Hiding behind Shuanglan, he said, "Go ahead and fight if you have the guts. If you can't win the argument, just draw your sword. Are you a human being?"

Shuanglian gave him an elbow, signaling him to shut up.

Yan Chenci ignored the conflict and directly asked the disciple who drew the sword, "Is there anything unusual?"

The disciple reluctantly put away his sword and said, "No."

The city lord also woke up from his dream, and for the first time he found that the script was still in his hands, intact!

He was so excited that he ignored the other people in the study and started reading.

However, the moment he opened it, the book in front of him turned into a pile of shredded paper.

City Lord: "..."

You still don't plan to let him go, do you?

What did the honest man do to offend anyone?

Shuang Lan took people out and told them what happened in the dream.

"We'll go there early the next morning."

Only Ji Lin and Sheng Yiyu were present and had no idea what was going on.

Ji Lin frowned and said, "For, the storybook?"

They had gone down the mountain to train many times, but this was the first time they heard such an outrageous reason.

Even Sheng Yiyu, a playboy who spent his days eating, drinking and having fun, found this reason strange.

He said, "Is this nightmare tapir playing tricks on us? Why should we be so obsessed with a storybook? If we can't read it, we can just read something else."

"Can you kill it if you can't see it?"

Cheng Chu and Lin Rukui looked at each other and said in unison: "It could be fatal."

Especially not after reading one book.

The Qianyun Sect obviously also found this outrageous.

They thought this was the nightmare tapir's way of playing tricks on people.

Although Ji Yunbai and Yan Chenci saw the scenes in their dreams, they did not know that it was a storybook.

"Brother Yan, this nightmare tapir may not be as advanced as other exotic beasts, otherwise why would it only use such small tricks? We might as well go straight for it and capture it."

"It's not like Senior Brother Yan hasn't killed monsters with higher cultivation than himself before."

The next day, the two groups met on the way to the bookstore. It was obvious that Qianyun Sect also planned to solve the matter starting from the bookstore.

Sheng Yiyu fanned himself and said provocatively, "Hey, weren't you planning to go straight in? Why did you bump into us? Are you possessed by a demon?"

The anger of Qianyun Sect was ignited instantly.

Sheng Yiyu was completely unaware and continued, "Didn't your senior brother kill a monster with a higher level of cultivation than himself? How come he followed us out like this?

"Don't you let the city lord fall asleep in one more second, and then take the opportunity to enter the dream and kill him? Although such a risk may only make your Qianyun Sect have a few more tombstones, it is undeniable that the person who said such a thing is really empty-headed and has no developed limbs."

Lin Rukui elbowed Cheng Chu who was watching the fun and said, "I have to say, although the young master's cultivation is not good, his mouth is very suitable for the battlefield."

The Qianyun Sect disciple was so angry that he said, "You eavesdropped! Despicable!"

Sheng Yiyu fanned him, "Ah, your vocabulary is pitifully small. I haven't had to swear since I was born. It sounds like a child playing house."

Yan Chenci pushed aside the disciple who was blocking his way and took a step forward.

He had an expressionless face and an overwhelming aura, which made Sheng Yiyu a little intimidated.

After all, compared with the disciple just now, Yan Chenci looked like the real King of Hell.

But he thought of Shuang Lan who was watching from behind, so he still confronted her head-on. "What do you want to do? Before you attack me, think about who my father is. You don't want to start a fight between the two sects, do you?"

Although their sects had been at odds for a long time, at least they maintained peace on the surface and did not tear each other apart.

Yan Chenci said: "Apologize."

Sheng Yiyu held his head high and chest out like a rooster, "Why apologize? My father, the head of Lingxiao Sect, Sheng Minglai, is here."

"Apologize."

"My father Sheng Ming is here!"

"Apologize."

"My father Sheng Ming is here!"

Yan Chenci accidentally touched the sword.

Sheng Yiyu disappeared from the spot the next second, hiding behind Shuang Lan and trembling.

Shouted: "Junior sister, save me!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Why do you have to be so shameless when you are so cowardly?

Yan Chenci admired Sheng Yiyu's fearful look, and left with his disciple who was laughing contentedly.

Cheng Chu covered his face and said, "He's only good at talking."

Lin Rukui also covered her face. What could be more embarrassing than losing face in front of one's mortal enemy?

A few people arrived at the entrance of the bookstore, where a long line had formed early in the morning.

Since they didn't queue up and went straight to the front, the people, monsters, and beasts in the queue all looked at them eagerly, probably worried that they would cut in line.

The disciples of Qianyun Sect looked at the plaque with scrolling words at the door of the study, and the automatically opened bookcase doors seen from the window, with words appearing and disappearing in an unpredictable manner.

All of these indicate the weirdness of this bookstore.

The disciples of Qianyun Sect disagreed and said, "The people of Yandu must have gone crazy. They let a monster sell storybooks. Who knows if it is so addictive? Is there something else mixed in it?"