Chapter 8 Shadows of Night

Shen You drove Fang Xingxiang and Wen Zhaozhao back home.

Wen Zhaozhao felt sleepy on the way, so he curled up and fell asleep with a lollipop in his mouth.

Fang Xingzhang took the lollipop out of her mouth, wrapped it in the candy wrapper she had just peeled off the lollipop, and put it in her pocket.

Shen You kept looking at him through the rearview mirror, "Are you serious?"

Fang Xingli said: "We are actually nothing."

"Then you act like a proper boyfriend while you're eating."

"That guy saw Zhao Zhao with a predatory look in his eyes. I can't let him hurt her." Fang Xingxiang replied, "Besides, she did me a favor."

"What favor?"

"Drive your car well."

"...Or I should talk to my uncle. No one from the national team came back last time." Shen You said to Fang Xingli very seriously.

Fang Xingzhang looked at Wen Zhaozhao beside him and fell silent.

Although he had just met Wen Zhaozhao, she was pure-minded and never pretended, so when she said she wanted to participate in the Sandbox Cup, she really wanted to go.

If she goes, he must follow her. He cannot let her take risks alone.

"It's my dad's birthday, and that guy came too. He even asked me about you and seemed to care about you. Why did he let you participate in the Coffin Cup?"

"Sandbox Cup."

"Everyone calls it the coffin cup. If you go in, you'll die."

“…”

The car stopped in front of 3335 Corning Street. Fang Xingzhang got out of the car carrying Wen Zhaozhao. Her petite figure fit perfectly in his arms.

Wen Zhaozhao smelled the scent on his body and slept more soundly.

Shen You got out of the car and looked at the two of them. "Don't mention it, your heights are quite a match. Where is she from? If her family background is too poor, that person might intervene."

"I'm not worthy of her at all." Fang Xingli knew this all too well. The fact that she had easily awakened his talent and generously gifted him with precious clothing meant she wasn't from an ordinary background; perhaps she was the kind of person one would find in legends!

Shen You was stunned.

"Thank you for accompanying me to the dinner tonight." Fang Xingli said.

"Why are we still being polite? I'll go back first."

"Okay, drive carefully on the road."

"Okay, see you later." Shen You stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Huanghua Street in District 37 is littered with garbage and homeless people sleeping on the ground.

A taxi pulled in.

Finally we stopped in front of a small supermarket with flashing colorful lights.

Man Nong got out of the car wearing a mask and sunglasses and said to the taxi driver, "Wait ten minutes."

The owner of the small supermarket saw Man Nong and immediately came forward to greet her warmly, "It's a great honor to have such a big star here. Please come in and have a seat."

Man Nong took out a stack of cash with a denomination of 1,000 blue yuan from her bag and said, "Sister Liu, this month's hard work pay, how is my dad doing?"

Sister Liu pushed open a door, revealing an elderly man wearing a ventilator. He was emaciated and had dark yellow skin. "Doctor An just came to check on me today and said there's nothing wrong."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Sister Liu."

"It should be."

"I heard Sister Liu say before that your son was selling some holy spring that could awaken people's superpowers."

"Yes, yes, it's called the Universal Holy Spring. Do you need it?"

"I have a friend who wants to try it."

"What a coincidence! I happen to have one here, and my son asked me to try selling it. But it's very expensive, so I haven't been able to sell it." As she spoke, Sister Liu took out a small injection and a matching disposable syringe from behind the calendar on the wall.

Man Nong looked at the color of the injection, which was lavender. "Is it really that effective? Are there any side effects?"

"We don't know about the side effects. My son hasn't told me either. How about I give you his phone number and you can ask him yourself?"

"Well, how much?" Manong asked.

"Eighty... eighty thousand!" Sister Liu pointed to the number eight. "This thing is too expensive. My son won't pay a penny less. So, who in District 37 can afford it?"

Man Nong's phone rang. It was a transfer record. Nalan Junmi transferred 1 million to her and left a message - [8~]

She laughed at herself, knowing that this young man would never look for her again.

Looking at the injection, Wen Zhaozhao's beautiful face, full of spirit, suddenly flashed through her mind. Her face darkened and she clenched her phone tightly, "Sister Liu, I want this!"

…

Wen Zhaozhao slept for half a month.

In the first few days, Fang Xingli was still very worried.

Later, Nalan Junmi came to him with various comic books, all of which were out-of-print classics.

Fang Xingxi didn't let him in, but Nalan Junmi was prepared and took out a stack of real estate certificates from his bodyguard!

He actually bought the house he was renting and became his landlord. And not only that, he bought the entire building.

Everyone knows Nalan Junmi's purpose.

Thinking about Wen Zhaozhao's condition, Fang Xingli let him into the house, thinking that perhaps Nalan Junmi knew something.

Seeing Wen Zhaozhao still sleeping soundly, Nalan Junmi restrained the slight smile on his face and solemnly told Fang Xingzhao that Wen Zhaozhao had fallen into a deep sleep.

Do not disturb her until she wakes up naturally.

Demons, especially pure-blooded demons, often fall into a deep sleep while practicing, and their cultivation will inevitably improve after waking up.

Nalan Junmi was certain Wen Zhaozhao was not human the moment she looked at her, but he couldn't tell what exactly she was. However, she could see through his realm at a glance, which meant that her strength was far superior to his.

If he was looking for a wife, Wen Zhaozhao would undoubtedly be a very suitable candidate. As she said at the dinner, when a man is looking for a woman, besides her family background, her own genes and strength are also very important.

Wen Zhaozhao was the first female demon he had ever met in his life who aroused his interest both in terms of strength and background.

As for Fang Xingxiang... he's just a half-demon bastard, not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

If he doesn't know what's good for him, he doesn't mind offending the old man and will kill him now!

Wen Zhaozhao fell into a dream.

In the chaos, she walked aimlessly, and suddenly a shadow appeared, holding a box emitting colorful divine light in its hand, and flew away.

When she saw the box, her body uncontrollably chased the shadow.

As she chased, the scene changed and she encountered the huge meteorite again and crashed into it head-on...

Wen Zhaozhao opened his eyes with a headache still lingering.

I felt my hands being carefully wiped.

"Fang Fang?"

"...So, how did this name come about?"

"You call me Zhao Zhao, so I'll call you Fang Fang to make it seem like we have a good relationship."

Fang Xingzhang sighed softly, accepting her nickname. "You slept really well this time."

"Hehe~ Mine is still short." Wen Zhaozhao sat up, his stomach rumbling, "I'm hungry."

"I just said you save food."

"Hee~ Is there anything to eat?"

"I bought the snacks you requested last time. They're in the refrigerator."

"That's great, thank you Fangfang." Wen Zhaozhao jumped up and ran towards the kitchen.

When passing by the living room, Wen Zhaozhao saw someone sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

She then paused, "Fang Fang's half-brother."

Nalan Junmi smiled and said, "Finally you woke up. Today is the final registration deadline for the Sandbox Cup. Do you still want to participate?"

"I want it!" Wen Zhaozhao replied affirmatively, and then looked at Fang Xingzhao, "But I'm only on the same team with Fang Fang."

Nalan Junmi: "We are now a team, representing Hualan Country."

Wen Zhaozhao saw Fang Xingzhang's depressed face and knew it was true. "Just be with Fang Fang. I don't care if she's a representative or not."

"It's settled." Nalan Junmi handed his phone to Wen Zhaozhao, "Enter your phone number."

"The cell phone number has fifteen digits. How can I remember it?" Wen Zhaozhao rolled her eyes at him and ran into the kitchen to look for dessert.

Nalan Junmi was stunned, "...Huh?"