PDLP Chapter 231 I like the way she can't stand me but can't get rid of me
Chapter 231 I like the way she can't stand me but can't get rid of me
What is a furnace?
The furnace and cauldron are tools used by those who take evil ways to gather energy and improve their cultivation.
Simply put, it's a plaything.
You don’t have to think about how miserable the fate of a toy that may go into heat at any time will be.
What's more, he had played with more than one such toy in his past.
As long as he thought about the possibility that his Yan'er would become the kind of person who was always in heat, the male ghost felt his stomach churning and wanted to vomit. His hatred for the murderer also grew stronger.
Seeing the male ghost's reaction, a hint of sneer flashed in Zhusha's eyes. Looking into the male ghost's beautiful eyes, there was no resentment of an enemy, nor sadness of a loved one who betrayed him, but only contempt of an ant.
In order to help her half-sister snatch the position of Saint from her, her biological father chose to cooperate with the dead ghost without hesitation, and wanted to trick her into practicing a vicious secret book that would transform her body into a cauldron.
And the dead ghost in front of her, her husband, in order to obtain the resources for cultivation and be able to be with his childhood sweetheart openly, actually went to great lengths to find the secret realm of charm, and tried all kinds of ways to trick her into practicing that secret book.
Thinking of the series of self-righteous actions of these guys back then, Zhusha couldn't help but find it funny.
Isn't it funny, a bunch of smart-aleck idiots.
Since they can't defeat me with their own strength, they resort to such dirty tricks.
They thought that they could become the saint of the demon clan by using some dirty tricks.
But what they didn't know was that she relied on more than just her strength to kill the Saint of the Demon Tribe.
Rather, it is absolute strength, coupled with absolute scheming and means.
How intense is the selection of the Demon Saint every time? Who among those who can successfully become the Saint candidate is not the best witch in the Demon Tribe?
If you want to stand out among so many outstanding witches, both strength and strategy are essential.
While she was killing and plotting against those outstanding candidates for the Saint, her family members were comfortably enjoying the cultivation resources they had worked hard to earn for free.
They are obviously a bunch of useless people who need to take care of themselves in order to live a good life, but they arrogantly think that they are powerful people who can change the world.
Really, stupid!
Anyone who dared to plot against her would be killed, not to mention his useless husband and his half-sister, even if it was her biological father, she would kill him without mercy.
Having admired the male ghost's hatred enough and unable to resist his disgusting reaction, Zhusha continued with a smile:
"You took so much trouble to find the secret book. Although I don't need it, I think it can't be wasted. So I gave it to your childhood sweetheart. You know what, it's really good because you took so much trouble to find it. Your childhood sweetheart has only practiced for a few years, but her figure and eyes are very attractive."
Upon hearing the word "Zhusha", the male ghost hated him so much that he wanted to bite him to death.
As if he felt that the dead ghost was not angry enough, Zhusha continued:
"Later, when I saw that your little childhood sweetheart had mastered her magical skills, I sent her away from the Saint Maiden Palace and let her venture out into the world."
"Hasn't your childhood sweetheart always complained that my Saint Maiden Palace is dirty? Hasn't she always thought that she can still thrive in the demon clan without relying on my Saint Maiden Palace? She actually has such great ambitions. This Saint Maiden is kind-hearted, so of course I will fulfill her wish."
"Alas, it's a pity that good demons don't get good rewards. This Saint Lady was kind enough to help her and gave her the opportunity to go out and make her own way with her own strength, but she ended up dying out there because of her own lack of ability, and she even turned into a fierce ghost to come back and avenge me."
"Look, this is so unreasonable. It's not like I, the Saint, played her to death, but she didn't take revenge on those demons who humiliated her, but came back to take revenge on me, the benefactor who raised her for thousands of years for free. She is really an ungrateful little childhood sweetheart. Alas, she is a perfect match for you, damn ghost."
"Since she wants to repay kindness with hatred, I, the Saint, will naturally not be polite. So, I will just wave my hand lightly, and then bang, your childhood sweetheart will be scared to death."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up! Shut up! Bitch, bitch, bitch! You're going to die a miserable death! Bitch!!!"
Tears of hatred flowed from the male ghost's eyes, and he began to curse and kill madly, struggling as he cursed, as if he was trying to struggle down from the icicle and then strangle Zhusha to death.
Unfortunately, his desperate struggle looked like weak movements to outsiders.
And the more he struggled, the biting cold in the air would penetrate deeper into his soul, causing him endless pain.
Looking at the male ghost struggling in pain, it was as if something had touched Zhusha's funny bone. He started laughing wildly, laughing so hard that his body fell from side to side.
After laughing for a while, Zhusha lazily lay on Ling's shoulder, pointed at the male ghost opposite with his delicate chin, and asked in a very annoying tone:
"Ms. Zero, tell me, is that guy over there funny?"
Ling glanced at the male ghost opposite him who had a painful expression, and couldn't quite understand the funny point of Zhusha.
After a moment of silence, Ling replied calmly:
"So ugly."
After hearing Ling's answer, Zhusha was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter again.
"Zero Beauty, what I mean is that I just like the way he can't stand me but can't get rid of me."
zero:"……"
It's so interesting to watch the other party make all the calculations, and then when he thinks he is going to win, you just make a light move and take away everything he has worked so hard to get.
It is also very interesting to tell the other person something that will make him suffer even more when he is in the most pain.
Sure enough, it was the right decision not to beat this damn guy to death.
Look, whenever you have time, you can come and watch this dead guy's joke, it's so funny!
After hearing what Zhusha was laughing at, Ling was even more speechless. This saint lady really has a bad taste.
As if he had finally laughed enough, Zhusha turned around and leaped lightly onto Ling's back, wrapping his long legs around Ling's slender waist, and his red lips whispered sweet words into Ling's ear.
"My beauty, I've seen enough of your jokes. Can you please send me back to the Demon Realm?"
Ling grabbed the hands that were trying to reach into his clothes and scolded them speechlessly:
"Keep your hands away."
Even after being scolded, Zhusha was still smiling, his voice was so sweet that it was sickening.
"Okay, I won't touch you. Then Beauty Zero, can you carry me back to the Demon Realm? Is that okay?"
"Ah."
Ling nodded lightly, turned around, and walked towards the outside of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
The male ghost on the icicle could only feel helpless and furious as he watched the two people leaving.
When passing by the Hell of Knife Mountain, Ling saw a familiar ghost out of the corner of his eye. His steps stopped for a moment, but he quickly continued to walk out.