Chapter 820: Ye Xiaoman, the King of Volumes
Ni Shaorong finally let go of Ye Xiaoman's legs and became an independent individual. She got up from the ground and touched the shoe prints on her face with satisfaction.
"Master Ye, since you have already defected to the demon clan, I will no longer insist on my position. I will betray the human world with you. After all, the human world has never valued my talents."
It's hard for people to cherish your little talent, right? Ye Xiaoman was speechless after being abstracted by Ni Shaorong. Then she heard Ni Shaorong jealously ask her, "What is your relationship with Xiao Chujing?"
Ye Xiaoman: “…”
Ni Shaorong grabbed her hand and warned her, "You can't be with anyone else except me, or I'll go crazy in front of you."
You can actually get even better?
Ye Xiaoman was completely speechless. She had never expected that besides the toxic fans, she also had female fans.
After that, Ni Shaorong became extremely obedient. She no longer shouted about reporting Ye Xiaoman. Instead, she hovered happily around Ye Xiaoman with a mysterious smile.
"Sorry, sorry." Lu Qi finally came.
He slashed at the side of Ni Shaorong's neck with his hand knife. Ni Shaorong only had time to roll his eyes and fell down before he lost his temper.
When Ni Shaorong's body opened its eyes again, the look in its eyes returned to Tu Liudao's rational form.
Tu Liudao kept apologizing, "Your Majesty said that three times is the limit. If I do it again, I'll be dead. I promise not to let Ni Shaorong come out to cause trouble again."
Ye Xiaoman silently looked at Tu Liudao's hand that was touching her shoulder.
Tu Liudao said awkwardly, "This is Ni Shaorong's will. Sometimes it becomes my subconscious action."
She put her hand down and said, "It's not a big deal, don't worry."
Ye Xiaoman no longer believed her.
Her face was ashen.
It felt like she had added another time bomb to her life.
Ye Xiaoman was exhausted physically and mentally. She returned to the dormitory, fell on her bed, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
In the early morning, she woke up from a nightmare in which Ni Shaorong stepped on her face.
The light in the dormitory was dimmed to a suitable level for sleeping. All the monks went to bed. No one was talking and it was very quiet. Ye Xiaoman saw Ya Xuening, who was lying on the bed opposite her, grinning foolishly with her front teeth bared at the communication magic weapon. She didn't know who she was chatting with so happily.
Ye Xiaoman also took a look at her communication magic weapon.
The latest information comes from Ji Wenyi.
【Can we meet in person?】
Ye Xiaoman didn't even think about it: [Not good.]
Ji Wenyi: [The marrow-cleansing grass is now ready to be eaten.]
Ye Xiaoman's attitude immediately became attentive.
[The message just now was sent by my cat. I wanted to say that we can meet anytime.]
She asked knowingly: [Where should I go to find you? ]
Ji Wenyi: [I've arrived in the demon world, where is Po?]
Ye Xiaoman: [I also came to the demon world today.]
She bit her fingertips and thought, "I found a part-time job in Chisha City. I'll be living in the competition area this year, responsible for cleaning the dormitories for the geniuses."
She remembered that when she came here today, she saw that the demons had recruited many staff members from different regions in order to create a home-away-from-home atmosphere. However, the excuse still sounded a bit stiff. After she finished speaking, she listened nervously to what Ji Wenyi had to say.
I didn't expect him to believe it directly.
Ji Wenyi: [I live nearby too. Can I pick you up?]
Ye Xiaoman didn't dare let Ji Wenyi come to see her in person. His trip was very grand and she didn't want everyone to know.
[Don't come over here. Just have your guards come and take me away quietly.]
They talked for a few words, and Ji Wenyi finally agreed to send someone to pick her up at the place designated by Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman read their conversation again and felt that Ji Wenyi had become much more sensible recently, with a restrained attitude and polite behavior. But at the same time, she knew that Ji Wenyi's nature was not what he appeared to be, and she inexplicably felt that he was harboring evil intentions.
Ye Xiaoman thought about it and got out of bed.
Her movement caught Ya Xuening's attention, and she stuck her head out from the bed curtains to ask.
"Fairy Ye, where are you going?"
Ye Xiaoman put on her coat and picked up the nameless sword hanging at the head of the bed.
"I can't sleep, so I'm going out for a walk."
"Oh--" Ya Xuening drew out the sound and winked at Ye Xiaoman ambiguously. Ye Xiaoman didn't understand what she meant. She just felt that she was like a fangirl, caring about her like a stalker, and would tell people outside about her every move.
Ye Xiaoman smiled politely at Ya Xuening and walked out from the aisle between the beds.
Passing by Su Lingzhen's bed, Su Lingzhen, who was meditating, opened his eyes and stared at her as she walked away. Ye Xiaoman felt a little uneasy at her passionate look, and walked to Tu Liudao's bed at the far end. Tu Liudao was lying on a hanging cloth strip to rest, and immediately got up and smiled at her. Her smile was so silly that Ye Xiaoman suspected that Ni Shaorong had run out again, and she walked out the door quickly as if escaping.
After the dormitory door closed again, the quiet dormitory became noisy.
The monks who were originally planning to rest got up and stared in the direction where Ye Xiaoman left.
The demon cultivator opposite Tu Liudao gritted his teeth.
"Ye Xiaoman went out for extra training."
She had been helping Ye Xiaoman calculate the time since she lay down to sleep.
"The rumors outside are true. Ye Xiaoman only rests for half an hour every day, and spends the rest of the time practicing."
"She said she was going out for a walk just to deceive us. She must have secretly found a place to practice swordplay."
The demon cultivator said bitterly, "I hate this kind of people the most."
Except for Tu Liudao, everyone else looked at the demon cultivator speechlessly.
You demons even hang yourselves up to practice when you sleep, how dare you say you are not stubborn?
Su Lingzhen nodded in agreement, thinking that Ye Xiaoman was worthy of being her idol.
The God Clan member who was with Su Lingzhen immediately said unconvincedly, "So what? Our Senior Sister Su never sleeps and uses every moment of her breath to cultivate."
Facing the admiring gazes from all directions, Su Lingzhen calmly closed her eyes and continued to regulate her breathing and circulate the Great Circulation.
Since Ye Xiaoman took the lead in opening the book, the other monks could not sleep anymore.
The demon cultivator picked up his magic weapon and walked out with a determined look on his face to practice physical skills.
The sea monk sighed and began to study illusion techniques all night long.
The demon cultivator asked Tu Liudao to go out for a competition.
In the blink of an eye, Ya Xuening was the only one lying in the dormitory. She shouted, "You guys are too arrogant," and got up quickly and started practicing sword.
Everyone not only worked hard themselves, but also spread Ye Xiaoman's hard-working deeds to their teammates through long-distance voice transmission, urging everyone to work together.
All of a sudden, all the contestants knew about Ye Xiaoman getting up early in the morning to practice swordplay.
The lights in all the rooms, both the women's and men's dormitories, were turned on.
Everyone practiced all night.
The dormitory where Xiao Chujing lived also took action.
Cang Lie, the demon cultivator from Xuanming Sect, was the second to last to leave. Before he left, he specifically looked at Xiao Chujing who was sitting opposite him.
Then he discovered that at a time when the competitive atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense, Xiao Chujing, who was obsessed with love, was still playing with the magic weapon of communication.
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