C213 Is Qin Luo Really 20 Years Old
C213 Is Qin Luo Really 20 Years Old
"Mortal, what do you want?"
The blood red smoke-like thing looked at Ye Ziheng and said. Its tone was cold and had a trace of coldness that made people shiver.
Hearing the proud air of the blood fog, Ye Ziheng suddenly felt that perhaps trying to subdue him was a wrong decision.
But since he was already here, how could he not give it a try? In any case, even if he failed, there wouldn't be any loss.
"That, I am here to cooperate with you."
Ye Ziheng said.
"Oh, cooperation. You, a puny Third-grade Stage warrior, dare to talk about cooperation with me? You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
The blood mist said. Its tone was still arrogant, as if it didn't put Ye Ziheng in its eyes.
"Judging from your tone, you seem very arrogant."
Ye Ziheng said in an unpleasant tone.
The blood mist sneered, "Little kid, have you ever heard of Blood-feathered Demon Sovereign's reputation?"
"Blood-feathered Demon Sovereign!"
Ye Ziheng looked surprised. The blood mist let out a few cold laughs, as if it was showing off something.
But immediately after, Ye Ziheng continued.
"What a domineering name, but I have never heard of it."
When the blood mist heard Ye Ziheng's words, it suddenly trembled. It was unknown whether it was because it was angry or something else, but it took a long time for it to say something.
"Hmph, ignorant and ill-informed."
Ye Ziheng did not want to argue with the blood mist about this, so he asked again.
"What do you think about the cooperation?"
"Humph! Cooperation sounds good. I'm afraid that you have taken a liking to my strength and want to get some benefits from me."
"No, you're thinking too much. I didn't mean that."
"What? You even dare to say that the benefits on this sovereign's body are meaningless? Then why did you come and find this sovereign to cooperate with you?!"
"I..."
Ye Ziheng was speechless. He really wished he could rush over and slap this bastard twice. What kind of f * cking theory was this?
Ye Ziheng sighed. He originally wanted to say something, but the black color around him slowly dispersed. The blood fog also gradually faded.
"The time has ended. The Host is unable to subdue the power of the evil devils."
The System's voice resounded in Ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng shook his head helplessly.
"Didn't you all break through successfully? Why do you look so distressed?"
Qin Luo, who was beside him, was holding the Kui with one hand and drinking a box of milk with the other.
Ye Ziheng looked at Qin Luo and frowned slightly. He pointed at the milk and said.
"Where did this milk come from?"
"I took it from your fridge. I saw that you didn't react for a long time after breaking through, so I took two boxes from your fridge."
Qin Luo seemed to have thought of something and said to Ye Ziheng.
"Oh right, the Kui was drank with a bowl. Remember to wash the bowls."
Ye Ziheng was speechless. Did you already treat this place as your own home?
However, he did not dare to lose his temper at Qin Luo. After all, she was a Middle-stage Rank-5 martial artist, and he was only a Rank-3 now. He did not dare to scold her.
Helpless, Ye Ziheng could only obediently walk to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Just as he stepped into the kitchen, he heard Qin Luo turn on the television at her house. Then, a familiar voice came from inside.
"Happy and happy..."
Was Qin Luo really twenty years old?