"I don't care what methods you used or what important person you climbed up to—"
At this point, his handsome face revealed undisguised mockery as he watched Qu Yin's every move, and he pursed his lips and snorted coldly:
"They were so greedy that they even trampled on their own parents and siblings and seized the Qu family's property."
Even if your aunt and uncle have neglected you in the past, you are too narrow-minded and petty, unable to tolerate even the slightest imperfection.
“Chengxi was raised by your uncle and aunt, and you have a deep bond with her. She is also innocent and naive, and she would never compete with you for anything. Why can’t you tolerate her?”
Finally, this righteous fighter, looking at the seemingly stunned "Qu Yin," recalled her gentleness and taciturn nature, and for a moment felt that there might be some misunderstanding.
But thinking of the missing members of the Qu family and the frail Cheng Xi, his heart hardened again, and he said in a deep voice:
"Qu Yin, you have really disappointed me."
Snap!
A sound like a branch snapping underfoot came from behind.
Chu Yunfan's eyes were extremely strange, he wanted to laugh one moment and was afraid the next. Someone actually dared to be disappointed in "Him".
It should be noted that even the one who currently stands at the very top of humanity treats "He" with the utmost respect, and would not utter a single word of dissent unless it involves the survival of humanity.
He was clever and resourceful, and had also learned a great deal of information from the sword immortal Yun Han.
For example, the physical body of the demon god is surnamed Qu, and he has quite a few grudges and entanglements, enough to be a long-running 80-episode Chinese TV drama.
Of course, it's a miracle that those parents, brothers, and sisters mentioned by this person are still alive.
So, this guy who knows nothing is going to hang out with the Qu family?
Chu Yunfan thought with amusement, his teasing and amused gaze falling on Fu Ting—that is, the man who spoke—which drew a sharp glance from him.
At this moment, Chu Yunfan's image was naturally not very good, but the protagonist is the protagonist, and battle damage is also a kind of beauty.
With his gruesome wounds, it was clear at a glance that this person was no ordinary individual.
Is he an extraordinary being?
Fu Ting's eyes narrowed, and his first thought was, how did such a prodigy end up with Qu Yin?
At this moment, a woman in the group gritted her teeth, looked at "Qu Yin" with disdain, spat, pointed at Chu Yunfan, and mocked "Qu Yin":
“Brother Fu, haven’t you realized it yet? This slut has already found a lover. Why are you still thinking about her? Sister Chengxi has been ruined by this adulterous couple.”
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
This was a shocking sight for Chu Yunfan, who was so frightened that his shadow distorted almost imperceptibly for a second.
Oh no, oh no, how unlucky he is.
Damn it, if you're looking for death, why drag me, who's innocent and blameless, into this?
At this moment, Qu Yin, who had been quietly watching with a smile, raised the corners of her mouth slightly again and glanced lightly at Chu Yunfan—
From as swift as a rabbit to as still as a chicken.
Qu Yin looked at the woman and saw no anger in her eyes, but rather a calm one. The woman was annoyed, so she showed even more disdain and contempt.
"The differences between people are truly vast."
Before anyone could react to her ambiguous remark, the woman who had spoken so rudely suddenly broke out in swollen bumps all over her body.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Every inch of her exposed skin quickly became covered with red, swollen lumps of varying sizes. The lumps grew, festered, and then burst open, causing the skin and flesh to rot. More lumps grew from within the flesh and blood, continuing the previous process...
Ling Xiao covered her face with flowers and said with a slightly critical tone:
"Although the plague's ability is not outstanding among those of the same level, its group attack is decent, and most importantly, there are many types to choose from."
The system hugged the matchsticks with both arms and nodded coolly... Ugh, how disgusting.
Everyone felt nauseous and frightened at the same time, and some people took a few steps back in fright at the horrifying scene.
Fu Ting, who was in the lead, was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. He looked at "Qu Yin" with a mixture of anger and hatred. He was angry that she had ordered her lover to harm others at will, and he hated that she had not responded to him and had acted willfully and recklessly.
"Qu Yin, you..."
He opened his mouth, only to be horrified to find that he couldn't make a sound.
"How boring. Humans are sometimes so boring. Their logic is chaotic, and their emotions are excessive. After listening for so long, I thought the owner of this body would have a reaction to this person."
"She wants her parents' love and wants her disliked sister to suffer, but why doesn't she think about getting her stolen fiancé back?"
He casually tossed the flower branch on the ground, his words indifferent and inhumanly cold.
In the story of the real and fake heiresses, Fu Ting is a prize that is fought over.
Her betrothed since childhood was handsome, highly capable, from an extraordinary family, and everything about him was top-notch.
She had a childhood friendship with the fake heiress, and they even had a life-saving grace from each other—in fact, she was the one who rescued the hero.
It's easy to imagine how Fu Ting disliked or even loathed his actual "fiancée" when she appeared.
Just when Ling Xiao thought the chapter had ended, a new page suddenly appeared, and he naturally understood why.
Bah! Using such rotten fish and shrimp to highlight your eldest son? Shameless!
"Perhaps it's because hate lasts longer than love."
Chu Yunfan ignored the group of people who could neither move nor speak, as well as the woman whose white bones were faintly visible on the ground, and after a moment's consideration, answered with a smile.
"It's really complicated."
"You are the supreme deity, you only need to wait for others to offer you sacrifices. We are the ones who should try to understand your thoughts. As for the complexity of human emotions and ideas, they are irrelevant to you."
Ling Xiao felt very comfortable with this flattery, and her sweet words made her quite pleased.
Meanwhile, the people who were living a life worse than death slowly pieced together the truth from the conversation between the two.
This person wearing the skin of "Quyin" is not "Quyin"!
It is the descent of an evil god.
They were all scions of prominent families in Shanghai, so they were quite perceptive. They knew that an evil god had seized their body, and just now they had been spouting nonsense and hurling insults at an evil god.
Most of them had faces as white as paper.
I haven't spent all my money, I haven't inherited any property, I haven't had enough fun in this world, and I'm already going to kick the bucket like this?
Fueled by overwhelming resentment, they glared at Fu Ting and the barely breathing, swollen, fleshy woman as if they wanted to kill her.
It's all because of these two people.
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