Chapter 448 Wishing Pond
Ye Xiaoman's eyes quickly turned red, and the tip of her nose also began to turn red, like a hamster that was let down by the whole world - Oh, heaven and earth, the money that was extorted from her was not spent much, but she died.
She was completely defeated and started to curse at Jing Zhui.
"I'm such a jerk, you idiot! I worked like a slave for you, but I never thought you'd be the one to eat me in the end—you're so heartless and have abandoned me like this."
Ye Xiaoman speaks eloquently and with great vigor when she talks back at others.
"Why do I need your broken head? I'm asking you, what do you want that broken head for? You're still alive and well even without your head. If you can't get your head this time, you can always get it next time. I only have one life, and if I die, I'll have nothing!"
"He insisted on having that broken ball, so can you just give it back to him? I'm begging you, Master Jing Zhui, for treating a junky thing like such a precious commodity..."
When she was excited, she danced with joy, as if she was going to rush up and beat Jing Zhui in the next second. Zhu Chuideng almost couldn't hold her back.
Jing Zhui remained silent.
When Ye Xiaoman just let herself go, he was not prepared and froze for a moment. The handsome action of throwing and catching the glass beads in his hand froze for a moment, and he almost dropped Zhu Chuideng's memory ball to the ground without catching it.
Zhu Chuideng's eyebrows twitched wildly as he watched Ye Xiaoman scolding someone. The atmosphere between Ye Xiaoman and Jing Zhui was very much like a country woman standing in the middle of the road, grabbing her man's ears and roaring like a lion.
Zhu Chuideng felt inexplicably embarrassed. He coughed lightly and looked at Jing Zhui's expression with some sympathy. With Ye Xiaoman's cursing as the background sound, he negotiated terms with Jing Zhui.
"My patience is limited. I'll count to three and hand over the goods."
"three."
Jing Zhui replied indifferently, "Why waste time? You can just start right away."
"two."
Ye Xiaoman only felt the breeze blowing her bangs, and Jing Zhui's figure disappeared from the roof and suddenly appeared three steps in front of her and Zhu Chuideng.
He held the glass bead of the Zhuchuideng and tightened it little by little.
"one."
The countdown ended, and Zhu Chuideng's big hand holding Ye Xiaoman's neck suddenly tightened.
Ye Xiaoman didn't feel any pain yet, but she screamed in agony: "Aa ...
Jing Zhui looked at Ye Xiaoman's red eyes and threw the glass bead in his hand to Zhu Chuideng, "Give it back to me."
"Jing Zhui I called you an immortal..." Ye Xiaoman's fragrant words suddenly stopped at the high note, "Boss?"
Zhu Chuideng did what he said. He raised his hand to catch his obsession, and after making sure it was correct, he patted Ye Xiaoman on the back and pushed her towards Jing Zhui.
Ye Xiaoman escaped and hid behind Jing Zhui.
She immediately forgot about the bloody scolding she had just given Jing Zhui and clutched his arm tightly, "Great Demon God, a friend in need is a friend indeed."
When Jing regained consciousness, he had already surrendered the only bargaining chip that could buy his head back, his plan of resurrection, his plan of destroying the world...
He looked down at his empty hands in disbelief, then looked up to see Ye Xiaoman grinning foolishly with her teeth bared.
She smiled like an evil hamster.
Is he doing this just for this?
Jing Zhui felt a chill. He had previously felt uncomfortable when he saw Zhu Chuideng acting pretentiously in front of Ye Xiaoman. Now the situation had changed, and the boomerang hit him, hitting him right in the middle of his eyebrows.
He felt disgusted with what he had done subconsciously.
Jing Zhui felt like the sky was falling.
A huge stone on Zhuchuidengxin fell to the ground. He put away his obsession and was thinking about how to deal with Jing Zhui, but he saw Jing Zhui imitate what he had just done, pulling Ye Xiaoman in front of him and holding Ye Xiaoman's neck.
Jing Zhui said without emotion: "If you don't want to see her die, give her head back to me."
Zhu Chuideng: “?”
Ye Xiaoman: “……?!”
Zhu Chuideng simply couldn't believe Jing Zhui's outrageous behavior: "Jing Zhui, are you crazy?"
Ye Xiaoman was speechless: "Why don't you just give me the treasure and go to the dance studio and have a fight."
Is it against the law to hold her neck so tightly, holding this one and that one?
She never knew that one day her life could become a currency of exchange. She didn't know whether she should feel proud or angry.
She didn't get any benefit, so why is she always the one who gets hurt!
"three."
Jing Zhui was already counting down impatiently.
Ye Xiaoman felt that Jing Zhui's hand holding her neck was as cold as steel, and she was very afraid that he would really kill her in anger.
She resorted to the same old trick and turned to Zhu Chuideng for help.
"Blowing out the lamp, didn't you say you loved your aunt the most? Do you still remember that you said you wanted to elope with your aunt, to go to a paradise on earth, where you would farm and I would weave, and we would be a pair of immortal lovers."
"Auntie is very scared. You once swore to protect her for the rest of your life."
Zhu Chuideng said nothing. He had just been mocking Jing Zhui, but now he felt that he was a heartless country boy, and his own wife was hugging him and crying.
"two."
Zhu Chuideng's expression was grim. He tapped his forehead impatiently with his finger, "Jing Zhui, put away your wishful thinking."
"one."
Jing Zhui's big hand turned into a devil's claw, and his steel-like fingertips were about to penetrate Ye Xiaoman's neck.
Zhu Chuideng immediately stopped him: "Deal."
He raised his hand and grabbed into the air, took out a brown cloth bag wrapped with a head, and threw it to Jing Zhui.
Jing Zhui also got his head back as he wished.
Ye Xiaoman: “?”
That was fine, she had already begun to suspect that she was a wishing well.
This world is crazy.
Jing Zhui also supported Ye Xiaoman from behind and pushed her into Zhu Chuideng's arms.
Ye Xiaoman chuckled and turned between them. This time, she didn't walk towards any of the men, but walked to the side, away from these two psychopaths.
She walked away with her back to the two men.
"If you are sick, take medicine. If you have problems, solve them yourself. Don't talk to me."
If anyone tries to touch her again, she will bite him to death.
The moment she moved away from the battlefield, the situation behind her became turbulent.
Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui attacked at the same time. Jing Zhui held a heavy sword and slashed at Zhu Chuideng with a sword that broke the clouds. Zhu Chuideng was cut in half by him, and his body was split in two from the middle of the eyes.
Zhu Chuideng half fell to the ground, the other half still standing. The standing part began to rapidly grow bones and flesh, healing rapidly. He looked at Jing Zhui from afar, "Rotten."
As soon as he spoke, the wrist of Jing Zhui holding the sword began to rot, turned into black mud and fell to the ground. He could no longer hold the heavy sword and keep it suspended in the air. The rot spread like a rapidly spreading germ, infecting the other muscles of Jing Zhui's clone and corroding Jing Zhui into pits and holes.
Ye Xiaoman heard the noise and couldn't help but look back.
Zhu Chuideng had taken back his memory, and the streets and houses around her began to fall apart. The scene was like bubbles bursting, and the road under her feet turned into an infinitely spreading black mud noodle, with empty white on both sides.
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