Chapter 182 Bao Manman's Suspicion
"Ah!" The Demon Lord roared in fury, his eyes turning bloodshot. "Say that again?"
Although Bao Shuoyu was always arrogant, he had seen the Demon Lord get angry and become possessed before. Seeing him like this, he immediately cowered.
"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't go to the Yu Family Metaphysics Academy anymore, okay? I won't go to see Yu Xiaoluo either. I'll go hang out with Chen Mi instead."
The Demon Lord then fell silent, and his expression softened slightly.
"Demon Lord, let me be your underling, or even your disciple. Either way, you have to help me increase my abilities, otherwise I'm too weak. For others, killing me is like killing an ant. Besides, I have a special constitution; many demons and monsters covet my body—"
Bao Shuyu realized that he seemed to have said something wrong again. Look, isn't this the person next to him?
"That's not what I meant, hehe. I mean, we've known each other for so long, can you teach me some decent skills? Let me practice them, so I can protect myself."
The Demon Lord never expected that releasing Bao Shuoyu would only bring him trouble.
He scratched his head, tossed a book into his spatial storage, and said, "Try to figure it out yourself, and don't ask me if you don't understand."
Bao Shuoyu glanced at the book's title, "The Great Demonic Cultivation Technique," and was so frightened that he threw it on the ground. "Demon Lord, I don't want to cultivate demonic arts! I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I won't do anything like that. I'm not like Shangguan Peiyu, who would do anything to improve his cultivation. I'm a good citizen of the new century!"
"By the way, do you have any cultivation techniques? It wouldn't be bad for me to become a minor immortal."
"Pah!" The Demon Lord was shocked by Bao Shuoyu's shamelessness. "I can't even cultivate immortality anymore, and you, a mere brat, still want to? You son of a bitch!"
The Demon Lord really wanted to punch him, but he held back and threw out another book, saying, "Give me that book."
Bao Shuoyu glanced at it and saw it was "The Novice's Guide to Internal Energy Cultivation." He flipped through it briefly and felt that this book was quite reliable and suitable for him. He grinned and said, "Thank you, Master."
Master? The Demon Lord's lips twitched.
But he didn't say anything. "Study hard, study well. Once I've recovered, you won't have the chance to learn anymore."
"Okay, thank you, Master. I will study hard."
So Bao Shuoyu went back. The Demon Lord was indeed very sleepy at this time. He turned off his computer and was drifting off to sleep when he heard a soft voice at the door, "Brother, are you asleep?"
The Demon Lord did not respond to her, because he was really about to fall asleep.
Hearing no movement inside, the door was gently opened, and Bao Manman entered from the outside with a cold face.
She had a cleaver in her hand.
Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, and she saw Bao Shuoyu's face. It was so familiar, and he looked somewhat like her, but this person was not her brother.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Yes, it was this person.
No, it was this ghost who killed his own brother!
She is determined to avenge her brother!
Also, to stop him from continuing to harm Little Luo!
Therefore, she must get rid of him today.
At this moment, Bao Shuoyu, who was studying the "Rules of Internal Cultivation for Novices" in the space, sensed an ominous aura. When he looked up, he saw Bao Manman holding a large cleaver, her eyes flashing with ferocity as she walked step by step toward his physical body.
"Holy crap!" Bao Shuoyu shouted. "What's wrong with Manman? Is she possessed?"
If you kill my physical body, I will also cease to exist.
However, he was trapped in the space and could not get out without the Demon Lord's permission. Moreover, Bao Manman could not hear his voice.
All he could do was scream in the space, "Demon Lord, wake up! Someone's trying to kill you!"
"Master, wake up! If you can't kill me, I will be!"
"If you don't wake up soon, I'm going to pee and shit right here!"
The Demon Lord was thoroughly annoyed. "Shut the hell up! You're so noisy! I've lived for over a thousand years, do you think I'd be killed by a weak woman who can't even hold a chicken?"
"I—I was just afraid you'd fall asleep."
"Anyway, it's not me who's going to die, so it's none of my business."
"Ah, hurry, it's going to fall, it's going to fall!" Bao Shuoyu shouted frantically.
"Ugh, this is so annoying." Now it was the Demon Lord's turn to go crazy.
Just then, Bao Shuoyu opened his eyes and discovered that his soul had returned to his body—good news. However, bad news was immediately upon him: Bao Manman's knife came crashing down.
Damn it, this old devil actually used me as a scapegoat! Is he even human?
"Ah!" Bao Shuoyu reacted quickly, rolling to the side and looking at Bao Manman in horror, his voice trembling, "Manman, what do you want to do?"
"You killed my brother, I'll make you pay with your life!" Bao Manman was blinded by rage and continued to slash at Bao Shuoyu.
Bao Shuoyu grabbed a pillow to shield himself as he jumped off the bed and ran towards the living room, shouting, "Dad, Mom, save me! Manman is trying to kill me! Manman is trying to kill me!"
Duan Shufen and Bao Xinzhe were both awakened by the noise. Upon hearing the cries for help, they jumped out of bed and ran out.
However, the moment the door opened, I was shocked. Bao Shuoyu was running around the living room in his underwear, while Bao Manman was chasing after him with a machete. One was yelling for help, and the other was yelling, "I'm going to kill you, kill you, kill you!"
Duan Shufen had never seen such a scene before, and her legs went weak. Bao Xinzhe was the calmest, and shouted, "Manman, put down the knife! You're being ridiculous! Ayu, come to Dad's side!"
Bao Shuoyu stumbled and fell, scrambling towards his parents. He was genuinely crying, "It's too dangerous, too dangerous! It's better to stay in the space, boohoo—"
Bao Xinzhe quickly stepped in front of Bao Shuoyu and shouted at Bao Manman, "Manman, are you crazy?"
When Bao Manman saw that her father had blocked Bao Shuoyu, she realized that she couldn't bring herself to strike with the knife.
She frowned. "Dad, don't stop me. He's not my brother. He's a fake?"
"Fake?" Bao Xinzhe looked at his daughter and then at his son, puzzled. How could it be fake? It was his own son.
He turned to look at his daughter again, and felt that she seemed a bit off today. He needed to take her to the hospital by dawn. If this continued, someone might die.
"Alright, Manman, you've probably been working too hard lately. Why don't you go on a nice trip with some friends? Dad will pay for it, you can go wherever you want. Maldives? That's fine too, the weather there is so nice right now, and the sea view is so beautiful. I'll book your tickets right away."
Bao Manman reluctantly put down the knife in her hand. "Mom and Dad, haven't you noticed anything different about my brother lately?"
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