Divine Fortune-Teller Miss

The Mu family's foremost wastrel is reborn from nirvana and returns, causing heaven and earth to change color and the entire world to be rewritten. Heavenly treasures, hidden riches, and divine...

Chapter 203 Are You Kidding Me?

"It's sold at a stall in the front left." Xinghuan Qianji said.

"That's... walnuts." Mu Hanyan looked in the direction Xinghuan Qianji said, and saw a small stall selling walnuts.

"I know." Xinghuan Qianji quickly displayed the words again, "Buy it for me, I want to eat it."

"...Are you kidding me?" Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched, and her expression was strange. Xinghuan Qianji was eating?

"When have I ever teased you? At most, I have tricked you." Every word Xinghuan Qianji said was filled with disdain.

...Then you might as well be teasing me.

Mu Hanyan was speechless, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh.

"Stop talking nonsense and go buy some. I want to eat." The words on Xinghuan Qianji appeared faster and faster, very anxiously. "For thousands of years, this has been my only hobby. Hurry up. I've finally recovered enough to eat. Hurry up."

The words above made Mu Hanyan dizzy. She felt that if she became cross-eyed one day, it must be the fault of that bastard Xinghuan Qianji.

Although Mu Hanyan felt that eating something that looked like a divine artifact, and it was said that this hobby had been around for thousands of years, was full of complaints, she still went to the stall and bought a few pounds of walnuts.

"Pinch it for me to eat!" Xinghuan Qianji seemed very happy and excited.

When asked how Mu Hanyan knew, it was nonsense. Her chest was so hot that she could fry an egg on it. How could she not know?

"Calm down. If you get any more excited, you won't be able to eat the walnuts, but you can eat the barbecue." Mu Hanyan was so burned that she almost jumped up and screamed, but thinking of maintaining her handsome image, she forced herself to hold it back.

Hearing that there would be no walnuts to eat, Xinghuan Qianji's temperature gradually dropped. The words on it were full of disdain: "Is your meat even half as good as a walnut?"

Mu Hanyan really didn't want to argue with Xinghuan Qianji anymore. She would feel uncomfortable as long as this guy didn't despise her. One day, she would grow up and become strong!

Mu Hanyan walked along, crunching walnuts as she went, stuffing them into her arms with a thud. A small black hole suddenly appeared on Xinghuan Qianji's star disk, sucking the walnut kernels in. It was clear that this guy was very happy and comfortable. The entire star disk was soft and fluffy, a perfect symbol of his exhilaration.

Mu Hanyan felt like everyone else must be thinking she was a psychopath, as she kept squeezing walnuts and stuffing them into her arms. However, few people on the street dared to look at her directly, which helped avoid this awkward situation.

"Does that person have a grudge against you?" Xinghuan Qianji was in a very good mood, so he spoke more casually.

"Yes. We had a grudge in the previous life." Mu Hanyan's answer was concise.

"Have a grudge? Then take revenge. Tell me, what do you want to do?" Xing Huan Qianji asked. It was obvious that Xing Huan Qianji was in a good mood today and planned to help Mu Hanyan.

"Of course I'll take revenge." Mu Hanyan cracked another walnut, her face darkening. With a sneer, she turned to look at a man in fine clothes on the side of the road, who was watching her crack walnuts. Don't think she didn't notice the man looking at her like a psychopath. As Mu Hanyan's face darkened, the walnut in her hand cracked with a loud bang. The man in fine clothes felt an inexplicable pain in his crotch and quickly retreated, legs clamped together.

"How do I report it?" Xinghuan Qianji asked. Given Mu Hanyan's personality, she should have planned and deployed everything carefully, making her life worse than death.

"One word, do it!" Mu Hanyan curled the corners of her mouth and said coldly.

What? Why not play by the rules? Xinghuan Qianji was a little confused. So simple and crude?

(Monthly tickets are doubled. Are there any dear ones who love me willing to give their spare monthly tickets to my old article? I can't help but ask this shamelessly.)