Chapter 120: The Book of the Three Saints

On the streets of the red light district, countless lights compete to show off their style, and the dazzling light illuminates the night more dazzling than the day. As far as the eye can see, the streets are full of flowing people, and these various people create endless noise, making the whole street full of life.

In the bustling atmosphere of countless lights and noise, March is coming. With her cheeks puffed out, her eyes burned with anger to show her anger.

"Damn stinky rascal!" March gritted her teeth and said, Wushuang, it's that hateful scoundrel! took advantage of her, not to mention, and caused Sister Su to have a misunderstanding, using a lot of words such as "It's normal for men to be careful, you have to cherish it, Wushuang is a good man..." But he became darker and darker, so that later, he simply stopped explaining, but could only choose to come out and scatter his anger.

But the effect is not good, noisy streets, dazzling light... Everything was bad, so that March couldn't vent the anger in her heart, on the contrary, her mood became even more impetuous.

"Xinxin, scum night, where are you?" March was very aggrieved, along the black dirt road, she wanted to stay away from the hustle and bustle in front of her, she needed to find a quiet place to calm down.

At the end of the street, it is connected to the more bustling street, but it is very dark in contrast to the dimly lit red light district.

This is a tradition that every slave city person knows: in order to let future generations not forget the blood shame bestowed by the Demon Tribulation of the World, the Elders' House has stipulated that on the night of the jealous beast, no lights are allowed in all the official areas of the slave city!

The official area here refers to the places where the Slave City authorities are located, and they are all the most prosperous places in the city. It was the seat of the lord of the city of Nu, so it is undoubtedly an official area.

As the regulations say, at this time, the street is dark! And this darkness is warning people that they come from the devil's calamity, and they will always be an indelible shadow in people's hearts!

But for March, she clearly didn't feel the meaning of the darkness. At this moment, her eyes widened and she was speechless in shock.

In March, there is a dividing line between light and darkness. On this dividing line where light and darkness blend, March can not only have a glimpse of the dazzling red light district like a prodigal child, but also enjoy the quiet and virgin style of the street.

In short, March's mood was indeed a lot better, and she even forgot the humiliation that Wushuang brought her before. Closing her beautiful eyes and humming a little song, she spread her arms and took two steps at a time...... Embrace the darkness.

The darkness is so warm, with a tangy fragrance, it is so concrete and vivid, especially this soft touch!

"Huh, what's that tricky feel?" March suddenly realized that something was wrong, apparently she had embraced a woman, and she was holding a murder weapon with her right hand.

"Damn C cup!" March opened his eyes and squeezed hard. And this, of course, caused an "oh" and 0 gasps.

"How's that? describe the feel!" March opened her eyes in the woman's emotionless voice.

"Wow, facial paralysis, why are you here!" March was startled, and by the light of a few steps behind her, she recognized the woman in front of her.

This is a young woman, she wears a jet-black ponytail, and there is no expression on her relatively delicate features, only a large glasses frame. She wore an orange-white knee-length gauze skirt with a pair of black high shoes under her snow-white calves.

She has an unusually hot figure, especially March's breasts that can't be held with one hand, which makes people feel like they will tear their clothes at any time.

This perfect S-shaped curved body is enough to attract the attention of any man! So much so, as if hooked, a notebook suspended in the air has been circling around her.

"Mmmm, Yue Mengmeng, I'm on a mission, what about you? Is it also because of the mission?" her voice was as clear as a birdsong, but there was no trace of emotion, making people think that she was just stating something seriously.

"Oh! Well, yes, I'm here to relax. March said, she pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, gently moved forward, and asked curiously: "Hey, why didn't you see your two little tails: the stunner and the stupid big one?"

The three saints, who are at the top of the bad list of Eternal Academy, have always been an inseparable whole! In layman's terms, it is what appears in the eyes of everyone: it is always the posture of three people together, eating together, attending classes together, and even sleeping in the same room.

So much so that some good people speculated: These three people definitely have an impure 3P relationship! It also directly leads to "what is the relationship between the three saints?" has become one of the top ten unsolved mysteries on campus.

That's right, the woman with facial paralysis in front of March is the saint of the book, one of the three saints: the madman writer Fengli, and the blue saint Yi from another race. Although Feng Li is only an auxiliary attendant, she is the core figure of the Three Saints and belongs to the existence of the military advisor.

And the other two of the Three Saints, that is, the little tail in March's mouth, are the Saint of Water: the peerless stunner Ah Shui, and the Saint of Earth: the brute force stupid big stone crown.

"This mission is special, they have other tasks. Feng Li recounted unchanged, and between the words, she stretched out her slender left hand, spread her five fingers, and the notebook wrapped around her fell firmly in her hand. After that, she said seriously: "Yue Mengmeng, you haven't answered me yet, how does my chest feel?"

"Ah?!" March was stunned for a moment, but then she was relieved again, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's big, it's soft, it's crazy!"

Feng Li is carrying out daily materials, as a senior old author, Feng Li has completed a hundred novels of 10 million words! Although each one is perfect enough to hit the street, she is still persevering on the road of creation, and because of this, she has won the title of crazy writer.

"I see, the psychology of the person who touches the chest is so evil!" No, after receiving March's reply, the madman writer Feng Li quickly waved his right index finger on the note, and in the blue light emitted by his fingertips, a line of blue font appeared on the paper.

"Well, I remember, I still have some things, you go and get busy with tasks. March was afraid that Fengli would do something amazing, so she simply chose to escape.

"Well, wait, Yue Mengmeng, why did you put your hair down. "Feng Li doesn't plan to let go of March, the three saints are freaks that everyone sees and avoids, so that it is difficult for Feng Li to feel the truest feelings of others.

This also leads to a loss of grasp of the psychology of the characters in the novel, a subtle loss that cannot be obtained from books and abstract objects such as water and stones.

"You say this!" March had already taken a few steps to the kitten, but after hearing Feng Li's words, she suddenly became very interested.

March shook off her long blue hair from her shawl, and her right hand twisted a bunch of sideburns from her ear, and she smiled incomprehensibly, "You noticed? This is one of the necessary elements to become a fox!"