Yin Shen Palace cursed: "My heart is selfless and the world is wide. You are the guardian. Why should I be afraid of the guardian asking about my heart? Ask my heart, ask my heart. What I want is a clear conscience. Do you understand? When have you ever done anything wrong to a guardian?

What happened? What are you worried about?"

Fang Che's eyes widened.

Come on, is this really what Yin Laomo can say?

If you don't know this, you will think that this guy is more determined than me.

Really...speechless.

"There is no reward..."

Fang Che sent a message aggrievedly.

Over there, Yin Shen Palace was almost angry: "Get out! You still want a reward for this! Get away as far away from me as possible! Get away as far away as the sun!"

"I have an order... Disciple, get out of here."

"Go away! Go away! Go away!"

After three consecutive rolls, Yinshen Palace cut off communications.

Fang Che's eyes widened.

Damn it, I really didn’t get any comfort, no rewards, and no supplies.

The old devil must have moved on.

He doesn't love me anymore.

Send a sentence: "Master, you don't love me anymore..."

Success again brought three rolls.

Fang Che shook his head.

Completely given up.

Walking out of the study, he was angry and practiced ten thousand strikes with the sword! Ten thousand strikes with the sword! Ten thousand strikes with the spear! Ten thousand strikes with the halberd!

Exploded soul attack one hundred and eight times.

It's evening time.

Practice again and push yourself hard.

bath!

Go back to your room!

Caught Ye Meng and practiced spear practice for an hour and a half!

Today's task is completed.

Go to sleep.

Refreshing!

In the night dream, I was as tired as a rag doll that had been played with, and I fell asleep with eyes blank.

…

And it was on this night that Dongfang Sansan finally completed the repair of Junlin's Autobiography.

Eighteen million words, after being drastically deleted by Dongfang Sansan, only 3.6 million words were left.

In Dongfang Sansan’s opinion, it is still a bit too long.

But this is already the best result.

Dongfang Sansan, who originally thought that Jun Lin's autobiography was only an autobiography of tens of thousands of words, was already preparing to add hundreds of thousands of words, never expected that he would actually be doing the deletion work.

What was originally intended to be an autobiography of several hundred thousand words suddenly turned into a novel of several million words.

"It's really..."

Dongfang Sansan held the abridged jade slip of her autobiography and couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

As for the uncensored versions, Dongfang Sansan simply threw them into his own space ring and buried them.

Destroy it, it is King's own handwriting after all.

Spread the word, it’s really not suitable for young people to watch...

And it hinders weathering.

So it can only be kept sealed.

During this period of time, Ningxue Jian tried his best to see the uncut version over and over again. Dongfang Sansanqi had a big head.

If this bitch saw it, he would probably destroy half of the image of the hero of King's Landing.

With such consequences, how could Dongfang Sansan allow him to appear?

But how did Ningxue Sword know?

It must be Xue Fuxiao.

Therefore, this matter must be settled with Xue Fuxiao.

But Xue Fuxiao is now with Fengyunqi.

Didn't come back.

Or... don't dare to come back?

Sooner or later there will be no escape.

So Dongfang Sansan is not in a hurry.

The top priority right now is of course Fang Che's business. After giving this guy such a long vacation, he must have had enough fun, right?

When you've had enough fun, you should arrange work.

So Dongfang Sansan explained last night that Fang Che asked about his thoughts.

Ask for your thoughts.

Say no guilt.

Secretly passed on in a single line all the way to Fang Che!

The single-line secret transmission is the attitude here, but the Solipsistic Orthodox Church will definitely know, and Yan Nan will definitely be very happy.

As long as Yan Nan is happy, Dongfang Sansan will also feel happy - there is a quite close relationship here.

It is a confrontation between two old foxes on another supreme level.

From the current point of view, Dongfang Sansan feels to himself: "Well... it should be small, slightly better than half."

You also need to be modest and cautious. Yan Nan is a person who should not be underestimated.

Next, Dongfang Sansan will wait for three days.

So he walked around the hall again in high spirits, making everyone happy to see him.

And a news was announced on the spot.

"The autobiography of Lord Junlin, who once saved the continent, has been found. However, Lord Junlin himself recorded it relatively briefly. Many things were mentioned in one stroke."

"So these past few days, I have been completing the autobiography for Senior Junlin."

"Lord King's life was so colorful and his experiences were so eventful that it's impossible to describe it in a short story. Although I tried to be as concise as possible, there were still a full 3.6 million words left to write the story of Lord King's life."

"At that time, it will be published in the name of the guardian and in my name as the writer, and then sold throughout the world."

Yes, for sale.

Dongfang Sansan never thought of distributing it for free in mainland China. First, he wanted to make some money with this book.

Based on his own satisfaction with this book, Dongfang Sansan feels that if this book sells billions, there should be no problem.

Counting a book with about 500,000 words, 3.6 million is a decent eight books.

If you earn one tael of silver per copy...that's a lot of money.

This will make the Guardian financially comfortable again.

But the price of selling it to the mainland of the Orthodox Church has to double...

As for the second reason, it is naturally: people often don’t take it to heart if it is free.

Only when everyone is waving their money and lining up to buy it, will those who get it calm down and read it carefully.

The entire headquarters hall cheered!

Lord King's Autobiography!

A book written by Master Jiu himself!

Just these two gimmicks are enough to make everyone's collective blood boil.

"Master Jiu, when will you come out?"
To be continued...