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Chapter 2997

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Black-Hearted Banker (1)

Damn it!

I already had two spirits protecting me, but I still couldn't defend myself against you?

For a moment, she felt a little defeated.

However, even though she had fallen into the Crimson Dew Flower's spell, Zhen Xiaoxiao was at ease. Her heart was still clear, and she hadn't completely forgotten that she was trapped in an illusion.

This way, she wouldn't have to be afraid of the Crimson Dew Flower's methods.

Touching the wound on her face that was enough to disfigure her, Zhen Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at the figure standing in front of the pavilion.

It really was the Crimson Dew Flower!

Her style was completely different from the beautiful Demoness in real life. Her hair was combed into a bun, and her facial features were much more youthful.

Two red tassels hung down from her head, and she held a horsewhip inlaid with jewels in her hand. She wore a crimson embroidered blouse and a matching long skirt, and a pair of peacock embroidered hibiscus shoes. She looked valiant and heroic. As expected, she still loved the color red.

For a moment, she was a little envious of the Crimson Dew Flower's attire.

Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look down at her image in the illusion.

Damn it …

She didn't know if she should curse. When Zhen Xiaoxiao saw that her clothes were thin and messy, and half of her shoulder was exposed, she just wanted to scream …

You're so shameless!

Black-Hearted Banker!

This was an illusion designed by the Crimson Dew Flower. The Crimson Dew Flower's image was so beautiful, but what about her? Her tattered clothes were on the outside, so why did her breasts become three sizes smaller?

Damned Demoness, give me back my curves!

"Zheng Xiaoxiao, you're too shameless!"

Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao was about to complain, the Crimson Dew Flower shouted first, the grief and indignation on her face clear.

"You're so preposterous. You're clearly engaged, but you're meeting with a man in a pavilion in broad daylight, and you're not even wearing anything to cover your body. If Brother Zhou finds out, what will he do?"

What the hell was this?

Hearing the Crimson Dew Flower's roar and seeing the flesh on her face tremble, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt goosebumps crawl from her tailbone to her scalp. What kind of bullsh * t Heart Piercing Fantasy Realm did the demoness cast on him!

At the same time, she also heard the man's heavy breathing behind her, as if he hadn't had time to put away the ambiguity from a moment ago.

It seemed that the scene of the disaster was really a place where people were caught red-handed. Even a living mistress was prepared. They could only follow the black-hearted banker's script without any resistance.

However, at this time, Zhen Xiaoxiao was quite suspicious of Chi Lian Lu Hua's dao heart. She had thought that for a high-level demon lord like Chi Lian Lu Hua, she would at least prepare some difficult survival tests such as skinning or sealing herself. She never thought that she would prefer to fight in a small house. The two little red tassels on her head looked quite mischievous.

Tsk tsk …

He had really misjudged the devil.

Zhen Xiaoxiao felt a strong sense of disdain in his heart. Who would have thought that Chilian Dew Flower would also have a mental breakdown at this moment? Her Void Piercing Style Heart Piercing Technique was not an illusion formed completely according to her inner thoughts. Instead, she used the softest thing in the opponent's heart to attack. In this way, it was the easiest to easily defeat a person from the depths of the soul.

From Chi Lian Lu Hua's point of view, this Zheng Xiaoxiao's personality was very decisive and her methods were very sharp. Presumably, the biggest influence on her life should be the relationship between her master and her sect, or some very secret feelings. Who knew that her eyes would be dragged into such a low-level, mediocre, boring, and melodramatic house by Zheng Xiaoxiao's inner desire.

Could it be that Zheng Xiaoxiao, who looked cold beyond her age, was actually just an incompetent love-struck fool?

Today was the last day of work. After all, the hospital would not be working tomorrow. If it was still not good after the New Year, she would ask for leave again.

(End of this chapter)

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