PDLP Chapter 261 Anyway, I don't like you
Chapter 261 Anyway, I don't like you
There was no need for the fake Liuli to leave on her own initiative. Yi Qianhuan just waved his hand and the fake Liuli disappeared from the spot.
Following Yi Qianhuan's action, Yi Mobao and Shen Yubao, who were chasing and playing in the garden, stopped at the same time. They all looked towards Yi Qianhuan, with a hint of resentment in their eyes.
Yi Qianhuan smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, and with a thought, Shen Yubao and Yi Mobao, who had been expressionless, returned to their usual self and started playing happily again.
Just silently watching the two fake children running and laughing in the garden all day long, Yi Qianhuan waited until late at night before letting the fake Liuli come to fetch water for her to bathe.
Fresh rose petals were floating in the deep bathtub. Yi Qianhuan soaked her whole body in the bathtub and then looked at her reflection in the water.
The reflection had a deep, wooden look in its eyes, and there was ruthlessness in its stern eyes. It did not move with Yi Qianhuan's actions, but just kept staring at her!
Yi Qianhuan looked at the reflection calmly, then casually pierced his fingers into the reflection's eyes.
“Ahhh!” The reflection was immediately broken, but the screams still echoed in the air. Jing Ling roared in frustration, “Yi Qianhuan, how long are you going to stay here!”
"You and I are now fighting a protracted war. You want to wear me out, and I want to outlast you. Since we both dislike each other, why don't we see who can outlast." Yi Qianhuan stirred the water with his five fingers, completely dispersing the reflection.
The already distorted facial features in the reflection looked even more ferocious: "Yi Qianhuan, even if you continue to waste time here with me, you will not get the power of the national god! It was you who chose Yi Mobao between the power of the national god and Yi Mobao. The power of the national god cannot be betrayed. If you refuse once, the power of the national god will never respond to you!"
"That's a pity. It seems that I really can't become a national god, nor can I be your master." Yi Qianhuan sighed in disappointment, then smiled at the reflection and said, "Since I can no longer be your master, I will not pose a threat to you. Why do you still come to disturb my leisure time?"
The reflection regrouped as the water became calmer. Its expression was very strange, as if it was unwilling, or angry. "Don't bother me. I don't like you anyway!"
"Then don't bother me. I feel quite comfortable here and I want to stay a little longer." Yi Qianhuan said, and with a thought, a tray appeared in the bathtub.
There were wine jugs and wine glasses on the tray, floating slowly on the water.
Yi Qianhuan amused himself, poured himself a cup of tea, and then drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, then you live here and wait for the time when your body outside the mirror dies. Then you'll be completely finished!" The mirror spirit threatened angrily.
Yi Qianhuan drank another glass of wine. She licked her lower lip with her tongue, her eyes twinkling, "Then can I live here forever? Tsk tsk, it's so comfortable to live the life I want just by relying on my imagination."
"You, just wait for me, I won't let you have it easy!"
Watching the reflection in the water disappear while he was talking, Yi Qianhuan didn't care. While drinking, he continued to absorb the power between heaven and earth.
At the same time, there was a completely different scene inside the cave.
Ji Chilian opened his eyes and was the first to see Yi Mobao who was tightly held in his arms.
Yi Mobao had many scars on his body, and was lying in his arms with a painful look on his face.
"Mother, I want to go find mother..." Yi Mobao looked painful and kept murmuring.
"Yi Mobao, wake up." Ji Chilian gently patted Yi Mobao's little face.
Yi Mobao, who was in a coma, forced himself to wake up, opened his eyes and saw Ji Chilian clearly in front of him.
"Why are you here? Du Gong, where is my mother?" Looking around in confusion, Yi Mobao did not find Yi Qianhuan at first glance.
Not far from them, Grandma Zhang and Helian Ziyu were both sleeping, and both of them looked extremely painful.
"She should have been taken away by the Uncrowned Mirror." Ji Chilian touched the rough ground while speaking: "Just now you said the ground was a mirror? How is it now?"
"Now I see that the ground is just ordinary ground. But since my mother just said that the ground is the mirror surface of the Uncrowned Mirror, it must be true." Yi Mobao had no doubt about what Yi Qianhuan said, "But where did my mother go? Did she take the Uncrowned Mirror into the mirror?"
“I don’t know either, but according to Patriarch Qin Xue, those candidates for national god were indeed dragged into the mirror by the Uncrowned Mirror and died.” While speaking, Ji Chi Lian carefully observed Yi Mobao’s condition, and stood up after making sure that he was fine.
Seeing Ji Chilian walking towards Grandma Zhang who was closest to them, Yi Mobao was about to ask a question, and then he watched Ji Chilian pull out a thin blade from his waist and directly pierce Grandma Zhang's throat.
Grandma Zhang died in her sleep without even realizing what had happened.
Ji Chilian pulled out the blood-stained blade expressionlessly, and then walked towards Helian Ziyu who was not far away.
Yi Mobao saw Ji Chilian's plan.
This man actually planned to kill Helian Ziyu directly.
Is this what the saying means, "kill him while he's ill"?
Yi Mobao watched and had no intention of stopping it.
At the same time, the expression of Helian Ziyu, who was lying on the ground, became even uglier than before.
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Helian Ziyu felt a sharp pain in his head and struggled to open his eyes.
At this glance, he saw Ji Chilian.
The sharp blade in Ji Chilian's hand was still dripping with blood, and was only a hair's breadth away from Helian Ziyu.
Helian Ziyu was horrified and turned around on the ground to avoid the falling blade.
As he rolled, he hit something soft on the ground. Helian Ziyu's breath was filled with the smell of blood as he looked at the corpse that appeared in front of him.
Blood was oozing from Grandma Zhang's mouth and nose, her eyes were closed, and she was no longer breathing.
“How could this happen…!” Helian Ziyu’s heart suddenly sank, and the strong sense of fear almost made him lose his mind.
He doesn't care about whether Grandma Zhang lives or dies, but this person is his last trump card to save his life.
Without Grandma Zhang, he would never be a match for Ji Chilian.
Hearing Ji Chilian's footsteps getting closer, Helian Ziyu grabbed Zhang Po Po's body without saying a word and threw it towards Ji Chilian with all his strength, then ran out without looking back.
Helian Ziyu was so fast that he stretched out his hand to grab Yi Mobao who was standing beside him.
Yi Mobao just wanted to eat the melon at first, but he didn't expect that the melon would end up on his own head!
He dodged Helian Ziyu's hand by moving sideways, and Yi Mobao grabbed his fingers and broke them with force.