Zhu Rong was wearing a floral dress with a brown jacket, dressed in a simple and stylish manner, with a bit of mature woman's dignity and elegance.
"Oh, isn't this Chi Yu'an's ex-wife? Is she here to avenge her ex-husband, or to thank us, Yuanshi, for acting on behalf of Heaven to clean up your house?"
Perhaps it was this woman's scorching and covetous gaze that stimulated Guan Ya. The old driver said with a thorn in her words, a needle hidden in cotton.
Zhu Rong reluctantly moved her gaze away and turned to Guan Ya, saying indifferently:
"Who are you?"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly said, "She's my girlfriend."
He took the opportunity to put his arm around Guan Ya's small waist.
Guan Ya's body stiffened slightly, and she quietly took his hand away, humming like a girlfriend dissatisfied with her partner being flirted with by a woman.
Girlfriend... Zhu Rong scrutinized Guan Ya's delicate and beautiful oval face, and her heart stirred.
She had two major hobbies: one was to keep gigolos, and the other was to hook up with married men, and then whip and torment the men in front of their wives, so that she could watch her beloved husband become her licking dog.
A fallen husband, a wife in unbearable pain, and beautiful love being contaminated and destroyed. But Zhu Rong could gain great pleasure from it.
This woman was born so beautiful, she wondered what her expression would be when she saw Yuanshi Tianzun humbly kneeling at the feet of another woman, or vigorously cultivating on another woman's body.
Tearing apart such a beautiful woman's love, wouldn't that be a joyous thing.
Zhu Rong smiled and said softly, "I'm very sorry about Chi Yu'an's matter. Although he and I have long been divorced, the Zhu family did indeed support him behind the scenes, but I didn't expect him to do such a thing for his own selfish desires."
Huh, this woman is actually speaking human language. Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised. He thought Zhu Rong was here to question them.
He looked at Zhu Rong carefully, without any lingering feelings for the beauty of the mature woman, and looked towards the arena, saying indifferently:
"So?"
No, as soon as I see her, I think of the Demon Lord's teasing audio... Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.
It's like seeing a teacher from Japan in reality one day, you will definitely think of her kneeling or lying down, or with her knees pressing on her shoulders.
Zhu Rong raised her eyebrows. Her words just now contained the power of the Musician. No man could refuse her.
Unexpectedly, this Yuanshi Tianzun was unmoved...
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Rong looked gentle, with a hint of coquetry in her tone, and said,
"To express my apology, I would like to treat you to a meal and put Chi Yu'an's matter behind us."
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's face turned cold: "Instigating Chi Yu'an to violate laws and regulations, imprisoning innocent women, and forcing prostitution, you want to put it behind us with just one meal?"
It's completely useless, my charm is completely useless... Zhu Rong's expression froze slightly, and she silently put away the Musician's professional skills, saying indifferently:<.
"You need to understand two things. First, the Copper Sparrow Tower has existed for ten years, and ten years ago, I hadn't married Chi Yu'an yet. Second, Chi Yu'an's actions have nothing to do with me.
"Since you don't give me face, then so be it."
After speaking, she turned and left.
Zhang Yuanqing watched her back as she left. Her waist was slender, and under her long skirt were full, moon-like buttocks, which were very attractive as she walked.
With such a plump and beautiful figure, and a charming face, it's no wonder the Demon Lord was reluctant to kill her back then.
"What exactly does she want to do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked the old driver beside him.
The Reconnaissance's fiery eyes should be able to see something.
Guan Ya said angrily, "She wants to sleep with you."
Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily, "I'm talking about serious matters with you, don't always drive."
Guan Ya raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Everything I said is the truth. This woman has a strong desire to conquer and mate with you. Believe it or not, if you lie on the bed and do nothing, she will climb up and move herself."
"There's such a good thing?" Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and delighted.
Guan Ya "hehe"ed and said with a smile:
"Knowing it's a good thing, why did you refuse? What method did you use just now to resist the Musician's charm?"
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale and his heart was filled with despair.
"What's wrong?" Guan Ya asked in confusion.
"No, it's nothing..." This topic was too heavy, and Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk about it. He changed the subject:
"Has anyone ever imitated Fu Qingyang and mastered rule-based items?"
Guan Ya gave a definite answer:
"Of course. The Fu family, the White Tiger warriors, once set off a craze for specializing in Insight. Many members of the Fu family even began to practice slashing day after day. But no one succeeded. For so many years, only River Crossing Pawn has entered the hall in the field of Insight, and is called Little Qingyang."
After a pause, Guan Ya said:
"My guess is that when Insight is cultivated to the extreme, all possible responses of the opponent will be seen by Fu Qingyang. At this time, he will end these responses in some way, and an unavoidable rule will be generated as a result."
"Is your guess accurate?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubt.
"Fu Qingyang also said the same." Guan Ya snorted softly.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had a deeper agreement with Fu Qingyang's evaluation.
Guan Ya is indeed trash. She clearly has a strong talent, but she acts like a salted fish.
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After Zhu Rong left, she did not continue to watch the game and returned to reality directly.
She got up from the chaise lounge, took off her coat, and went to the bookshelf, gently pressing the mechanism disguised as a light switch.
The bottom of the bookshelf was a sliding rail. After pressing the switch, it slid silently to one side.
Behind the bookshelf was a secret room, lit only by two crystal lotus lamps, with dim light.
In the secret room was a table covered with yellow silk. On the table were two red candles in candlesticks, a copper basin filled with glutinous rice under the candlesticks, copper coins strung with red thread, yellow paper charms painted with cinnabar, a porcelain bowl containing an unknown liquid, as well as incense, copper bells, an octagonal mirror, three ruby-like translucent leaves...
And a palm-sized wooden puppet.
This puppet had no facial features and was the most rough humanoid figure.
Zhu Rong walked to the table covered with yellow silk and stared blankly at the table. The name of this table was "Evil Magic Table". That's right, it was an item.
An item left to her by the Demon Lord.
All the items on the table were part of the item.
Zhu Rong raised her hand and gently stroked the edge of the table, and the voice of that person seemed to echo in her ears again.
"A month has passed, Miss Zhu, you have satisfied me very much. According to the agreement, you can leave. Oh, right, before you leave, I'll give you an item."
"It's called 'Evil Magic Table', a Witchcraft Master's item, of Saint quality, with the functions of cursing and reducing fortune. As the saying goes, a night of love is worth a hundred days of grace. We have been husband and wife every day this month. This item is a souvenir for you."
"In addition, I will come to the Zhu family to find you when I have the leisure."
That parting was Zhu Rong's eternal farewell to the Demon Lord.
Later, just last month, Zhu Rong heard that the Demon Lord had died.
"Demon Lord, you died too early. How could you die so easily? You should have been killed by my own hands..." Zhu Rong murmured to herself, with an expression that seemed sad and happy, resentful and hateful.
A guy who doesn't keep his promises.
Zhu Rong took a deep breath, and a morbid smile appeared on her delicate face.
"But it doesn't matter, I have found your replacement. I will make him suffer like you did to me, let him indulge in carnal desires, let him lose his dignity, let him never forget me..."
She picked up a leaf and threw it into the brass mortar, and with her jade hand, she picked up the pestle and crushed it gently.
Then, she picked up a small porcelain bowl and poured the black liquid from the bowl into the mortar, and continued to crush and stir.
After the black liquid and leaf fragments were fully mixed, she spread out the yellow paper charm, picked up a fine brush, dipped it in the "ink" in the mortar, and wrote four words:
Yuanshi Tianzun
Putting down the fine brush, Zhu Rong put the yellow paper charm on the wooden puppet. After a while, the puppet's face grew facial features, which looked exactly like Zhang Yuanqing.
Zhu Rong picked up the copper coin sword next to her and gently pressed it on the puppet.
The reduction of fortune was completed.
From today onwards, Yuanshi Tianzun will be plagued by bad luck, to the point where he will get his teeth stuck in his throat even when drinking cold water. In three days, he will die without fortune, dying in an accident.
As long as he hasn't reached the Saint realm, he will definitely not be spared.
Moreover, the reduction of fortune does not directly inflict damage. It is silent and will not be noticed.
The victim will only wonder why his luck has suddenly turned bad. But Zhu Rong didn't intend to let that kid die, but rather to let him suffer for two days before coming forward to coerce him.
She originally wanted to seduce him first, and then coerce him, so she deliberately invited Yuanshi Tianzun to dinner just now, but the kid ignored her charm.
Then there was nothing to say, she would directly use magic to make him submit, and then defile him.
......
The scene in front of him went from blurry to clear, and Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality, appearing in his bedroom.
The time was 11:30 noon.
He twisted open the bedroom door, and a strong aroma of food rushed into his nose.
At the dining table were his aunt wearing cartoon pajamas, and his grandparents.
When his grandmother saw him come out, she scolded him head-on:
"What's going on with locking the door all the time these days? Believe it or not, I'll tear down the lock on your room."
"Grandma, I need private space..."
Jiang Yu'er laughed when she heard this: "Mom, go check his trash can."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped on the head by her grandmother, who said angrily:
"A young girl, saying things that are unbearable to hear all day long."
Jiang Yu'er covered her head, wrinkled her nose at her mother, and turned to her nephew who was walking over and said:
"Yuanzi, I'll take you shopping later." □ Jiang Yu'er had a day off today, and the shopping desire she had suppressed for a week was about to overflow. She decided to rip off her wealthy nephew today. 2
"I'm not going, I have something to do this afternoon."
Zhang Yuanqing refused coldly and ruthlessly. He had found Mr. Bill in the arena and agreed to meet in the afternoon to discuss a deal.
He only said that he was selling an item, but he didn't say what it was, for fear that Mr. Bill would refuse on the spot.
He no longer thought Zhu Rong was beautiful. This was a very bad sign. "Come on, come on." Aunt twisted her waist a few times and acted coquettishly.
"I'm not going."
Zhang Yuanqing was once again cold and ruthless. Just after he finished speaking, as he was walking towards the dining table, his feet suddenly slipped, his body lunged forward, and his knees "bang"ed on the floor, kneeling in front of his aunt.
Jiang Yu'er widened her beautiful eyes and said in disbelief: 壹
"If you don't want to go, you don't have to kneel down and admit your mistake."
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ps First update the typo and then revise. Sleep sleep