When Lin Zhen reappeared, not to mention the reactions of the retired emperor and the emperor, everyone in the court who knew about this "divine dog" was utterly astonished.
Good heavens! Even if we don't say it's a divine dog turning into a human, the gender doesn't seem quite right either!
Without going into too much detail, even the God of Wealth remained tight-lipped about what goods he had given to the emperor and his entourage after receiving the gold and silver.
Before leaving, the emperor said something:
"Goddess of Wealth, I wish you all the best this time, and that you will be able to ascend to the position of God of Wealth after your wishes are fulfilled."
The retired emperor's inner thoughts: Then let's hurry up and leave. Although I've gained many benefits, a small temple can't contain a great Buddha...
The words were quite convoluted. Ling Xiao was taken aback at first, but after a moment's thought, she realized that the emperor must have guessed something.
Then, with a smile playing on his lips, he looked at him intently with his dark eyes and said, seemingly with a deeper meaning:
"Then you must pray for this God of Wealth every day." After saying that, the little God of Wealth in red disappeared into thin air.
The two left behind exchanged a thoughtful glance.
Back in his personal space, the system asked worriedly, "Host, can you really beat Jinghuan? What if you get knocked out?"
*Smack!* A sharp tap on the forehead, the force perfectly controlled, and a red bump instantly swelled up on Jin Tong's forehead.
System: Damn it, why didn't I remember to take off my mimicry?!
"Spit it out, it's bad luck, you know?" Ling Xiao scolded the system, grabbing its little tuft of hair and playing with it, a mischievous smile on her face.
"If we both die, we'll share the same bed in life and the same grave in death. Don't worry, I'm prepared. Before I die, I'll definitely drag Jinghuan down with me, so that neither of us can die with our eyes open."
The system's eyes were wide open, almost exceeding their physical limits, and its mind was filled with "Holy crap!"
"Are you even speaking human language? Is this a matter of dying with regrets? I don't want to die at all."
"Who else would want to share a grave with you in life and a bed in death?"
Take a few deep breaths, clutch your chest, and laugh awkwardly.
"How could that be? My host is so powerful, she can definitely beat Jinghuan to a pulp, and then she will achieve great success and soar to the heavens."
The system showered Ling Xiao with compliments, but Ling Xiao remained silent and only smiled, while the system's heart pounded wildly.
No way, you used to be so awesome, and now you're pulling this stunt? I was just saying that, I didn't think you were no match for Jinghuan.
The system was teary-eyed; it had no doubt that Ling Xiao, that vicious devil, was capable of doing something that would make it suffer the same fate.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. His promising life had just begun, and he couldn't afford to ruin it.
He quickly used his connections and spent all his savings to buy a supposedly very effective cursed wooden fish.
While knocking, he chanted, "Jinghuan chokes on water, twists his ankle while walking, is plagued by evil spirits, and is infertile."
The system suddenly sensed something was wrong and changed the curse: "Thirty babies in one birth, two babies every three years..."
After sending the lotus down, Jinghuan was enjoying a drink and happily daydreaming about the future.
After swallowing the liquor, I suddenly choked and coughed twice, even coughing up a mouthful of white phlegm. I felt nauseous.
Jinghuan was also in a bad mood. Disgusted, she threw the wine glass on the ground, and the fine glass shattered into powder.
"What an unlucky day." Jinghuan frowned slightly, casually ordered someone to tidy up, and stood up to leave.
Unfortunately, a sharp shard landed at her feet. Jinghuan's beloved glass cup was perfect in every way, even the material was of the highest quality.
So it's sharp enough to at least pierce into the flesh of the Demon King.
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Inside the Lin residence, everyone else withdrew, leaving behind the fairy who claimed to have come to find the God of Wealth.
Ling Xiao propped her chin up, looking at Han Dan, who was accusing her of being ungrateful, disrupting destiny, delaying the tribulation of immortals and gods, and committing heinous crimes, with a bored expression.
Suddenly feeling bored, I said to the system, "I've realized I'm very fickle; this world is already so boring."
Puzzled, the next second he saw his host get up, approach Han Dan, and pinch her face.
To be honest, this scene is a bit funny. The God of Wealth, who is twelve or thirteen years old, is at most 1.55 meters tall, while Han Dan is a tall and beautiful woman.
Han Dan felt a sharp pain in her jawbone. The hands, as if made of steel, slowly released their grip, and she seemed to hear the sound of her bones cracking inch by inch.
The love ghost, who had absolutely no offensive capabilities, was naturally no match for Ling Xiao.
She was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, but she couldn't utter a single word. Her body went limp, and her neck was held high, like a dying swan.
Realizing she might be tortured to death, Han Dan struggled to utter a single sentence:
"Spare me...spare me, I was forced into this by the Fairy Disenchantment."
"Maybe you were coerced, but what does that have to do with me? Didn't you just curse at me?"
The girl with the God of Wealth looked surprised and tightened her grip again.
"Should I forgive you generously just because you have your reasons, and should you bear my revenge just because you are afraid of being forced by the Fairy Disenchantment?"
Don't you understand this basic principle?
The girl tilted her head, watching with interest as Han Dan's face turned from red to pale, gradually approaching death. She then discussed the situation with the system, somewhat curiously.
"At least it's not human anymore. What kind of love ghost is it? The feel of it is still almost the same as a human's, and it doesn't even have any magic or anything like that."
The system, Golden Boy, carefully considered his words and replied cautiously:
"Perhaps it's because the host was too powerful; she didn't have time to use her magic."
The dying lotus vaguely heard these words and really wanted to shout:
They are mainly known as love ghosts because they are beautiful, have some seductive skills, and possess some innate minor magic. Nobody expected them to be capable of fighting!
The girl from the God of Wealth suddenly realized what was happening, and then nonchalantly let go. Han Dan took deep breaths of air, accompanied by a violent cough.
"Host, I thought you were going to kill her."
After saying that, the system wanted to slap itself twice. It had been so foul-mouthed; it had just provoked Ling Xiao's murderous intent.
"We're the same type. Qin Keqing is much prettier than her. I prefer different types."
Ling Xiao said with disdain.
After saying that, she lowered her head and whispered to Handan, "I'll only ask this once, so please think carefully before you answer."
Han Dan nodded frantically, her heart filled with fear as she approached death. Her gaze trembled with dread when she saw the still-childish face of the God of Wealth.
Next, Ling Xiao asked about some important things, such as whether Jinghuan could call for help, her weaknesses, and what abilities she had.
After hearing the answer, Ling Xiao was very disappointed. Apart from the fact that Jinghuan could not call for help, she knew nothing about the other answers.
She said angrily, "How can you love-struck fools be so unambitious? You don't even care about your own boss's affairs. How can you take over or improve yourselves like this!"
Han Dan, desperately apologizing: I didn't have that thought either.
Ling Xiao casually knocked the person unconscious, instructed the system to put them in a treasure chest, and sighed:
"Such a useless womanizer, when we're about to run away, let's add more money and swindle him out of the Emperor and his cronies."
He nodded vigorously.
Ling Xiao slowly wiped her fingertips with a handkerchief, lowered her eyelashes, and said softly:
"This world has been wasted too long, it's annoying. Why can't it hide like a rat, Jinghuan?"
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