Chapter 368 Apprenticeship with Pluto (47)
The whole audience was in mourning.
What hatred do these two little Plutos have, why do they insist on such a deadly attack?
Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows, ignoring all eyes, and only looked at Wang Xiaodie.
She loved to see the overwhelming hatred in the eyes of dying people, as if she wanted to tear herself to pieces.
There are too many people who hate her but can't kill her.
Zhou Ye was either conceited or confused.
How come no one can kill me?
Oh no, yes, wasn't she killed before?
It's a pity that God doesn't accept evil spirits like her, so he sent her here again.
But Wang Xiaodie, at this moment, was only filled with hatred and regret.
Hate what?
Zhou Ye.
Although he wanted to harm her, now he was defeated.
Now she is facing a destruction that is more painful than death. Can she not hate Zhou Ye who pushed her to this point?
what to do?
She couldn't be sent down like this.
She still has great years to live, she still has to get the supreme status, and she still has that man, she hasn't got that man yet!
"Master System, please save me. Don't you still need me to help you complete your mission? You are so powerful, you can definitely get me out. Please, save me!"
After a while, the voice finally sounded.
But it was extremely cold.
"You can't do a simple little thing well. People like you are worthless."
After saying that, the voice disappeared forever.
Why is it said forever? Because Wang Xiaodie can feel that the power that exists in her body is gone.
Now she couldn't even break free, and could only be dragged forward like a pile of rotten flesh.
She was still thinking before being sent down.
how so?
She had so much, how could she be defeated by the first stepping stone?
The opportunity you finally got was gone, what should you do now?
There is no choice but to die again.
Unfortunately, Wang Xiaodie did not expect that this death would be different from before.
In her last life, she died without any illness and passed away in her sleep.
But this time, she will be tortured and painful, her skin and bones will be peeled off, and life will be worse than death!
On the eighteenth floor of the underworld, there was another scream, a scream that was extremely sad. ——
The meeting was over, and Zhou Ye could finally go to a restaurant.
Hot pot restaurant, table for four, Zhou Ye ate alone in front of a large pot of red soup.
In my ears, there was a whimpering sound.
"38, 39, 40..."
Counting bit by bit, like a child who has just learned Arabic numerals.
"Oh, it's too little. It's only forty o'clock now. Master, your ability to be hated is weak."
Zhou Ye held a piece of hairy belly in his arms and muttered silently, ignoring the whining at all.
"That time-traveling mythical beast was too weak. It just ran away with its tail between its legs."
Zhou Ye picked up another piece of meat. Before he put it in, he saw a thin and slender figure walking over.
What a coincidence?
You can find it in hot pot restaurants.
Zhu Zhijun walked directly to Zhou Ye, saw that she was still eating, and then sat down opposite her.
"Have you eaten?"
Zhou Ye asked casually.
Zhu Zhijun nodded.
"Yeah."
"What's the matter?"
If you want to find her, just ring the bell. You don't have to come in person.
Zhu Zhijun pointed to the box next to him.
"My colleagues were having dinner together and I happened to see you."
Zhou Ye nodded and continued eating.
Zhu Zhijun didn't say anything. He took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, opened it, took out one and handed it to Zhou Ye.
"Wipe the corners of your mouth."
(End of chapter)