Linghu Lan rubbed her temples thoughtfully: "Well then, since we can't find a way to get this heart, why don't we stab it a few more times to vent our anger?"
Before Linghu Lan could finish speaking, she heard a low growl in her mind: "You vicious woman."
The voice was sharp and high-pitched, like a screaming doll throwing a tantrum.
Linghu Lan laughed: "Now you're willing to speak? But you're speaking a bit late. I'm not happy, and I still need to vent my anger."
"You woman, you damned woman," his heart growled.
It gradually began to change; a face appeared on the surface of the pink heart, or rather, a pair of eyes—black, swirling eyes.
Those eyes stared straight at Linghu Lan, as if they wanted to tear her apart. Linghu Lan was not intimidated at all and looked at them with disdain. In the end, the eyes realized that they were no match for Linghu Lan's gaze and withdrew them in a huff, saying, "Woman, if you dare to do this to me again, I will never let you go."
"What a coincidence, I won't let you off either." Linghu Lanlan said, tracing the knife across her heart, as if figuring out where to strike.
Her heart trembled uncontrollably, and her voice became disordered: "You can't hurt me anymore."
"I'm sorry, it's a bit difficult. I'd feel bad if I didn't hurt you." She used her sword to choose a rather tricky spot and thrust it in again with a "thud."
The heart groaned and trembled slightly as it spat out the sword again. This time, it was smarter and kept its mouth tightly shut, no longer daring to boast.
Tantai Yu asked, "Are you truly the heart of the Great Demon King?"
"..."
"What do you want to achieve by attacking humans?"
"..."
Tantai Yu asked more than a dozen questions in a row, but his heart remained silent and lonely, as if what he had just said was just an illusion between Linghu Lan and Tantai Yu.
Linghu Lai sneered and brandished his sword at Xin's body, but this time, it seemed to feel nothing and remained motionless.
"Aren't you afraid I'll stab you with my sword again?"
"..."
"You seem fearless!"
"..."
"I'll ask you one last question: are you afraid of being tickled?"
"..."
Linghu Lan reached out and gently scratched her heart a few times, but her heart remained unmoved.
Linghu Lan glanced at Tantai Yu, who then took something out of his pocket: the Great Demon King's onychomycosis (fungal nail infection).
Linghu Lan picked up the Great Demon King's onychomycosis nail with a piece of toilet paper and clicked her tongue, saying, "How could the Great Demon King get onychomycosis? If he gets onychomycosis, he'll infect two others. Did he use nail polish?"
Although the heart had not yet spoken, it emanated a sense of unease, which Linghu Lan immediately noticed.
She picked up the Demon King's toenail fungus and gently scratched it.
Her heart, as if infected with an itchy disease, burst into uncontrollable laughter. "Hahahaha! You damned woman."
It works!
Since it works, don't blame me for being impolite.
Linghu Lan immediately scratched herself left and right, her heart laughing so hard she was panting.
After panting for nearly five minutes, the heart finally couldn't take it anymore and roared, "Stop scratching! Haha, if you scratch again, I'll take you down with me! Haha... What do you want to know? Ask away!"
"Who is the Great Demon King? Where did he come from? What is he planning to do?" Tantai Yu immediately seized the opportunity to ask.
"I don't know! I'm just a forgotten heart, how could I know such complicated things? I only know how to collect supernatural abilities, isn't that what you want?"
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