Chapter 194 Why do camels have three bulges?
"Hahaha! This pill is called 'Three Steps Through the Intestines! Five Steps to Kick!' You little brat! Let's see how you decipher it!"
Lin Yujin laughed wildly three times, then tore off a piece from a lump of pills and shoved it into the mouth of the demon being tested. "I'll dispel it!"
The demon immediately foamed at the mouth, kicking and thrashing like a fish out of water, slamming his fist on the table with a loud bang!
After Lin Yujin cured the poison, she pressed down on another alchemist who was lying peacefully on the table with a deathly pale face, and shoved a pill into his mouth in two quick movements.
"Hehehe, try my newly invented Stink-Spreading Flame! The stench won't dissipate for a month! It's soul-piercing! It'll splatter like excrement wherever it goes!"
"Ugh! How vicious that pill is!"
"Hehehehehehehehe! Scared now!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Jiang Xianwan watched her junior brother squatting on the table, having a great time playing against eight opponents, and thoughtfully closed the door tightly.
Great, now it's finally not just Jiang Xianwan's infamous shit that's making him famous.
She coldly kicked away the wolves, Taihui and Baiyu, who were dragging her along, and ignored their tearful pleas and desperate attempts to stop her, fleeing the seventh floor without stopping.
Fortunately, the lobby on the first floor was blocked by a door and was not overrun.
However, when she saw Xiu Yan and He Weiyu returning from their mission, both looking pale and pained as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the sloth in the reception area, she fell silent again.
"Excuse me... what...service...do you...want...to...do...it...?"
He Weiyu took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and forced a gentle smile. She pushed the demon crystal forward and said, "I want to exchange it for room fees."
The sloth demon slowly revealed its signature smile: "Okay...but...I...have...to..."
He Weiyu placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked impatient. "Count them?"
Sloth Demon: "Count..."
He Weiyu's forehead twitched: "One number?"
Sloth Demon: "One...number."
He Weiyu's eyes widened as she stared intently at the sloth slowly, slowly, slowly gathering the demon crystal towards it.
Suddenly, he felt as if struck by lightning and fell back into his chair.
Sloth Demon: "One...two...three...four...ah...I miscounted..."
He Weiyu: "..."
"one two three……"
The gentle Senior Sister He suddenly scratched her hair.
Jiang Xianwan was silent for a moment, then placed an arm on He Weiyu, who was clutching his chest and trembling. "Hey, sloth, want to hear a joke?"
He Weiyu's lips trembled, "Junior Sister Jiang!"
The sloth slowly raised its head, slowly looked at Jiang Xianwan, and its eyes gradually lit up. "Okay~"
He Weiyu: "..."
Jiang Xianwan flicked his finger and chuckled, "Guess why a camel has three bulges?"
The sloth slowly lowered its eyelids and thought seriously for a while.
He slowly raised his eyelids and answered earnestly, "I don't know... why... a camel... has... three... bumps."
"Then...why...does...the camel...have...three...bumps...?"
He Weiyu: "..."
She feels like she has a ring of bumps on her head!
Jiang Xianwan was silent for a moment, then, as if struck by a nerve, he slapped the table and burst into wild laughter.
"Hahahaha! Because it's pregnant!"
The sloth's dull eyes slowly brightened, and it slowly raised its paw, gently patting the table twice. "Ha...ha...ha...ha...ha..."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
He Weiyu: "..."
Suddenly, Xiu Yan, who was in unbearable pain next door, slammed his hand on the table and burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahahaha!"
It's hard not to suspect that he has suffered a mental breakdown.
An hour later, the sloth, ignoring their desperate pleas, went home on time.
And damn it... it darted away in a flash!
Clutching the demon crystals and jade marrow they had failed to exchange, the three of them, their faces numb and their steps unsteady, staggered away from the demon tower.
Xiu Yan let out a gentle chuckle, murmuring, "Then what does it mean that I've hunted so many demon crystals?"
"So I deserve it?"
"Or was it destined?"
"Or perhaps... all of this... is just the result of my own wishful thinking..."
He bent his knees, clutching a pile of demon crystals, strained his neck, and knelt before the heavens, crying out, "I want to complain! I can't live like this anymore—!!!"
I'm asking you, who the hell can sleep in this bed?
He Weiyu wiped away the tears glistening in her eyes and swayed gently. "No wonder Tuantuan gave me a loving look before she left."
"I thought she was going to become my best friend, but..."
She closed her eyes in utter despair, seemingly resigned to her fate. "Fine, that's it. I don't think the grass is unsuitable for sleeping."
He paused, smiled slightly, and there was a kind of calm madness in his eyes. "Of course, a tree branch will do too."
The three drifted towards a nearby meadow, and unsurprisingly encountered a group of companions holding demon crystals, their expressions blank.
It is easy to imagine that in the final step of exchanging room fees, every exchange student who came here suffered inhuman torture.
There's no bed to sleep in yet.
He didn't even have the desire to share his first day's results. With a pale face tormented by the sloth, he lay silently in a straight line on the grass, his hands folded over his stomach, staring blankly at the drizzle falling with the wind.
Jiang Xianwan silently played a song called "Sword Wound".
"The world is full of troubles."
"Life and death are fraught with hardship and loneliness..."
"Let the heavy rain wash away the sand of memory..."
In the depths of the slanting rain, the person stubbornly tore through the rain curtain, vaguely revealing a blue outline.
His steps were heavy yet resolute, and rain streamed incessantly down his exquisite face.
Lin Yujin held a piece of chalcedony in her hand, walked over silently with her head down, each step breaking the water droplets on the ground and splashing up even finer pearls.
The soaked sleeves hung heavily, and the slender white hands trembled slightly in the rain on the grass.
Jiang Xianwan also couldn't leave and went to Feng Huixue's bedroom.
Fingers curled, grasping the cool, wet rain falling before my eyes.
I really want to ask: Why?
A group of demons who had just put on their pants, and a group of demon tower teachers who had regained their human-like appearance, were like specks of ink embellishment.
The rain poured down recklessly, leaving ink-like marks that blurred into streams that resembled swimming dragons.
Surround them... in layers upon layers.
Obviously... we should also ask why.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Southern Territory stood up slowly, their faces expressionless.
Countless demons stood before them, binding them tightly.
Neither side was happy to begin with, and when Jiang Xianwan let out a cold sneer, it immediately sparked a noisy and shocking war of words.
The few remaining false friendships are broken more fragilely than raindrops.
Feng Huixue's heart was surging with emotion. She had been waiting for Jiang Xianwan for a long time, but he did not return. She hurriedly went out to look for him.
When I saw a group of Southern Territory disciples and an endless expanse of demons, separated by a 38th parallel, passionately exchanging barbs and spitting at each other in the pouring rain... I fell silent.
Jiang Xianwan rolled up his sleeves, clearly in a state of maximum attack power, facing off against a group of enemies alone. "Heh!" he spat at the cat talisman master charging at the forefront.
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