Chapter 4
The system suddenly appeared: "Host, why did you stop?"
"I'm on strike. I'm broke. What's the point of doing anything? I've lost all motivation." Mo Xiaoxin lay on the ground with her legs crossed, looking completely carefree.
The system was taken aback and quickly checked the footage. Then it floated to Mo Xiaoxin's side and said, "Leng Huai's temper is very strange. Ten minutes is indeed a bit difficult for you. Although you've lost the 100,000 yuan, you still have the villa and sports car. You can exchange them for money."
Yes, she still has a villa and a sports car; if she gives them up now, she'll lose both.
"How much are the villa and sports car worth?" Mo Xiaoxin asked.
"The villa is worth 20 million, and the sports car is worth 5 million."
"So I still have 25 million?" Mo Xiaoxin exclaimed in surprise.
She stroked her chin and asked again, "What will happen if I don't complete the task?"
The system said, "You will become a ghost and forever work for the master system."
Mo Xiaoxin was shocked. Another work? She'd never be satisfied, not even if she died!
Mo Xiaoxin was shocked, but stubbornly said, "Working is impossible."
Besides, she still has over 20 million; she has to get back alive!
For the sake of money, I'll pull myself together!
"Let's redeem the sports car for five million first."
At least a villa should be left for her as a source of emotional support.
Press the revive button again.
Before Leng Huai entered, Mo Xiaoxin quickly took off all her outer clothes, leaving only her undergarments and shawl. The undergarments outlined her perfect figure beautifully, and her exposed snow-white skin looked so delicate it seemed you could pinch water out of it.
She refused to believe that Leng Huai had no weaknesses.
She lay on the bed, adjusting her mood and controlling her expression.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Mo Xiaoxin felt uneasy.
I wonder if seduction would work on Leng Huai?
With a creak, Leng Huai pushed open the door and entered.
As soon as Leng Huai stepped into the room, he saw Mo Xiaoxin lying seductively on the bed, throwing him flirtatious glances.
Upon seeing Leng Huai enter, Mo Xiaoxin got up from the bed and danced a modern dance around him.
After the dance ended, Mo Xiaoxin was panting heavily.
This person is too weak; they get tired after just a little movement.
The man's beautiful, watery eyes were fixed on her, but the image of him being completely captivated by her in her fantasies did not appear. Instead, his eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent, which sent shivers down her spine.
What kind of ridiculous dance is this?!
Leng Huai moved so fast that Mo Xiaoxin didn't even see how he made his move.
Mo Xiaoxin suddenly lost consciousness.
Damn it, hiding doesn't work, seduction doesn't work either, what does this man want?
With a click, Mo Xiaoxin pressed the revive button.
Mo Xiaoxin is angry!
She refused to believe it.
If the soft approach doesn't work, then we'll have to use the hard approach!
Mo Xiaoxin crossed her arms, angrily waiting for Leng Huai to come in.
Leng Huai opened the door, and a chilling aura swept in with the wind.
Mo Xiaoxin couldn't help but shudder, her arrogant spirit diminishing considerably.
To be honest, the Demon Lord's aura is indeed powerful.
Mo Xiaoxin clenched her fists into a fighting stance. Although she was a little scared, she couldn't lose face.
"Leng Huai, you dare to kill me so many times, I'll fight you to the death!"
Mo Xiaoxin didn't care about anything else and just rushed forward.
Leng Huai couldn't understand what Mo Xiaoxin meant. He only saw a small figure rushing towards him, her fists pounding into his chest like two lumps of cotton.
Mo Xiaoxin felt numb all over from Leng Huai's hard chest, and her fists ached as if they were about to shatter.
Oh my god.
Is this man made of stone? How can he be so hard?
But... it's actually quite nice to touch.
Suddenly, the image of a man's firm and powerful pectoral muscles flashed through her mind, and her face flushed instantly.
Leng Huai seemed to be in a bad mood as soon as he entered. Mo Xiaoxin sensed the murderous intent rising again and quickly recovered from her distraction.
"Overestimating yourself." Leng Huai's thin lips parted slightly, and his casual remark completely crushed her.
Mo Xiaoxin knew, of course, that she couldn't possibly beat Leng Huai, but she was still annoyed that this man had killed her so many times and he acted like nothing had happened.
Most importantly, her 100,000 yuan is gone, all because of him!!
Mo Xiaoxin, enraged, ignored Leng Huai's sour face and pulled out a knife to slash at Leng Huai's neck.
Leng Huai gave a mocking smile. As his sleeves fluttered, air swirled around him, and the knife on her wrist suddenly felt lighter, flying backward against the force of the impact. The blade traced an arc in the air, circling once before thrusting straight towards her back.
What a boomerang!
Mo Xiaoxin groaned and fell heavily to the ground.
grass
She didn't care about her image anymore and started cursing loudly on social media!
The system spun around, enduring Mo Xiaoxin's foul language. Sure enough, it either remained silent under oppression or erupted under it.
Mo Xiaoxin felt annoyed when she saw the system spinning around.
She glared at the system, indicating that if it annoyed her again, she would kill it.
The system slunk away to the side; an angry woman is not to be trifled with.
I tried seduction and direct confrontation, but nothing worked.
Well done!
Mo Xiaoxin sneered; she had already made up her mind.
Opening her eyes, Mo Xiaoxin remained expressionless, quietly awaiting Leng Huai's arrival.
The moment Leng Huai opened the door, Mo Xiaoxin tilted her head back and smiled, "You've come."
Leng Huai was immediately displeased by the obsequious smile, which clearly indicated ulterior motives.
He didn't kill her immediately. The woman in front of him was as weak as an ant to him, someone he could easily deal with with a flick of his little finger. He wanted to see what this woman wanted to do with him.
He glanced around the room; the furnishings showed no signs of being disturbed. He squinted at her, his eyes dangerous: "What are you doing in my room?"
Mo Xiaoxin smiled brightly and said matter-of-factly, "Of course I'm waiting for you."
Leng Huai scoffed, his eyes dark and unfathomable: "Are all women in the demon realm this vulgar? Running into a man's room in the dead of night."
Leng Huai's expression was disdainful. Although Mo Xiaoxin was a little annoyed, this was not the time to be angry. Her smile remained unchanged: "Did you think I came here to seduce you?"
Leng Huai crossed his arms and looked down at her: "Isn't that right?"
"Of course not." Mo Xiaoxin's eyes held a hint of disdain, but she quickly concealed this emotion.
"Oh?" Leng Huai didn't believe it. She came to his room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping. He didn't need to think to know what this woman was up to.
"I'll be blunt, just kill me." Mo Xiaoxin stared calmly into his eyes, her gaze devoid of fear or apprehension.
Since nothing works, she might as well let him kill her; she was already numb to it all.
Mo Xiaoxin's indifferent expression suggested that he had already taken life and death lightly.
She was just spying on him from the rooftop, so why is she making him kill her now? What is this woman trying to do?
Leng Huai had just raised his hand when he saw Mo Xiaoxin's calm and expressionless face lower it again.
Mo Xiaoxin was taken aback.
What's wrong? Kill her! Doesn't he like killing her? Why aren't you killing her now?
Leng Huai grinned, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You want to die that badly? I'll make sure you don't."
Leng Huai walked past Mo Xiaoxin, casually lifted his robe and sat down on the edge of the bed. He was a little tired from a day of official duties.
He frowned as he looked at Mo Xiaoxin, who stood motionless like a statue, and couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Get lost."
When Mo Xiaoxin walked out of the room, she was still a little confused.
Leng Huai simply let her leave.
She survived so easily?
That's incredible!
That jerk is definitely out of his mind; he doesn't play by the rules at all.
To prevent Leng Huai from regretting his decision, Mo Xiaoxin quickly left this place of trouble.
Mo Xiaoxin glanced at the death count; there were still 997 deaths left.
Good heavens! Leng Huai killed her twice after she worked all night. At this rate, when will she ever be able to finish and go back?
She groped her way to her bedroom. After a busy night, she was overcome with sleepiness as soon as she got into bed, pulled the covers over her head, and fell fast asleep.
The study was spotless and pristine, showing no sign of the brutal baptism that had taken place there yesterday.
"Have you found out Shui Lian's identity?"
Leng Huai stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes lowered as he looked at a corner of the table.
Behind him stood a man dressed in black, eight feet tall, surrounded by demonic energy. However, he paled in comparison to Leng Huai in terms of imposing presence.
Qiao Yun replied respectfully, "We found out. It was sent by that person."
There was no surprise in Leng Huai's eyes; he already had the answer in his heart, and Qiao Yun's words were merely confirmation.
He turned to look at the Left Protector Qiao Yun, his voice accusatory: "Who cleaned this?"
Qiao Yun was somewhat taken aback by his master's sudden change of topic. Sensing the displeasure in Leng Huai's tone, he glanced at where Leng Huai was standing; there was a drop of dried blood on the leg of the table beside him.
His expression changed, and he immediately clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "Your subordinate will deal with that person immediately."
"Hmm." Leng Huai watched Qiao Yun's departing figure without showing any emotion.
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the dried bloodstains instantly turned to ash and disappeared, leaving the table spotless.
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A maid knocked on the door and brought in the food.
The woman on the bed was still fast asleep.
The maid silently placed the food on the table. Without glancing at the woman on the bed, she said in a flat tone, "Miss Mo, this is breakfast."
After saying that, he quietly left the room.
Mo Xiaoxin only felt a mosquito's buzzing sound next to her ear for a moment before it went silent.
After she fully woke up, she realized the sun was already high in the sky. She stretched, smelled the delicious food, and finally decided to get out of bed.
She walked to the table and began to wolf down her food.
He had barely swallowed a mouthful when he spat it out.
"My goodness, are there no good cooks in the Demon Realm? How can this food be so awful? It's bland and tasteless, is it for feeding pigs?" Mo Xiaoxin couldn't help but mutter to herself. She had never eaten such terrible food before.
What a waste of such fresh vegetables.
In my memory, the food in the Southern Demon Realm was much better than here.
"Someone come here!" Mo Xiaoxin shouted angrily.
It was the same maid from before. She walked in with her hands folded and her head down, still wearing that cold expression: "What are your orders, Miss Mo?"
"Don't you put salt in your dishes here? How are people supposed to eat that?"
No wonder the original owner of this body became so thin from hunger here.
The maid said, "This is a rule established by the Demon Lord since he ascended to the throne."
"What kind of weird rule is this? How can you eat this?" Mo Xiaoxin asked in confusion.
The maid nodded silently.
The maid's expression seemed to say, "It's because you're making too much of a fuss that they can still eat it all."
Mo Xiaoxin's expression was somewhat unpleasant, and she took a deep breath.
Good for her, she's gotten a little more annoyed with Leng Huai.
Mo Xiaoxin was starving, so she forced down a few mouthfuls of vegetables, but couldn't bring herself to eat anything else.
She misses her Lao Gan Ma chili sauce and her dried radish so much...
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