Zhan Shen: The agent of the God of Wealth, in charge of the Biyou Palace?

"My whereabouts have been discovered, so I should move my plan forward!"

The Nanda snake demon made a hissing sound again, then he closed his eyes and fell on the bed.

Shortly after

Li Yifei's snoring was heard again in the room

the other side

Twenty minutes have passed since Zhao Kongming used the Fortune Banner to extract the power of the Nanda snake demon's luck.

However, the accumulated amount now is not even half of what we got from Roaring Sky Dog.

Just when Zhao Kongming was trying to infuse spiritual power into the fortune-attracting banner,

Peng!

There was a loud bang inside the fortune banner, and as the fortune banner was retracted

The clone of the Nanda snake demon turned into ashes in the air like a burning piece of paper!

"Self-destructed!"

Zhao Kongming was stunned for a moment, but he felt a little sorry.

Although he didn't get as much as he did from Roaring Sky Dog, he was still very satisfied with his harvest tonight.

Just when Zhao Kongming put away the fortune banner and was about to go home, he suddenly paused.

Zhao Kongming looked towards the shadows, and then his voice was a little cold.

"Come out!"

As Zhao Kongming's voice sounded, the figure in the shadow hesitated for a moment, and finally came out.

When that figure appeared in front of Zhao Kongming, Zhao Kongming's eyebrows twitched!

This really took him by surprise.

"Lin Qiye..."

Lin Qiye stood calmly in front of Zhao Kongming and asked doubtfully

"What was that thing just now..."

"Nanda snake demon..." Zhao Kongming did not hide

Lin Qiye nodded, as if it was indeed the case.

This made Zhao Kongming frown even deeper.

"What? You know this thing..."

“I have seen him! I have seen him in my dream…” Lin Qiye nodded and said with certainty, “Brother Kongming, I think I have something to talk to you about!”

Zhao Kongming felt more and more that something was wrong with Lin Qiye. Could it be that the fate of Lin Qiye in this world had also changed because of his existence?

He looked at Lin Qiye and nodded. He also wanted to know what had happened to Lin Qiye?

Then they left the school together.

It's just Lin Qiye.

Zhao Kongming

Neither of them noticed that there were other people present besides them.

……

……

"Kill...kill someone..."

"Qingyu...Lin Xiaoyan...died just now!"

There were two people hiding behind the tree. One was Li Jun who had just escaped, and the other was An Qingyu.

It turned out that Li Jun was still worried, so he pulled An Qingyu and himself out to take a look.

Unexpectedly, he happened to see everything Zhao Kongming did.

An Qingyu looked calm as he supported Li Jun, who was about to fall to the ground with a pale face.

"No, that's not Lin Xiaoyan!"

"Go back and pretend nothing happened tonight..."

"Then...then we don't call the police?"

"Do you think the police will take care of this?" An Qingyu asked instead of answering.

Li Jun looked confused, then nodded and gritted his teeth.

"Okay... I'll go back and pretend nothing happened..."

As he spoke, Li Jun staggered towards his dormitory as if he was drunk.

An Qingyu walked slowly to the place where the Nanda snake demon turned into ashes.

He squatted down, as if looking for something, holding a pair of tweezers in his hand, and put some fragments of ash into a test tube.

done all this

An Qingyu stood up and looked in the direction where Zhao Kongming disappeared. He pushed his glasses up out of habit, but a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out... this world is quite interesting..."

……

……

next morning

Li Yifei went to school as usual, but the personality of the Nanda snake demon was still sleeping inside him.

Just when Li Yifei went to the breakfast stall to eat as usual

Just as I sat down, I heard a click.

The original plastic bench suddenly broke, and Li Yifei accidentally fell to the ground. A bowl of soy milk was like boiling water in winter, instantly splashing on his face.

A scream spread all around.

Li Yifei was a little confused. He usually felt that he was fine, and he never thought that such a bad thing would happen to him.

Fortunately, the burns on my face were not serious.

Looking at the dirt on the school uniform, Li Yifei shook his head.

Just as he was about to enter the bus, a burly man came out cursing.

"What a rubbish bus! You didn't even call me when you passed your stop. Do you have any manners?"

Li Yifei looked at the other party and subconsciously avoided him.

However, the big man walked straight towards Li Yifei.

"You glared at me just now. What were you looking at? Are you asking for a beating?"

"No...no..."

The big man reeked of alcohol and made Li Yifei want to vomit.

Just as Li Yifei waved his hands to show his innocence, the big man grabbed Li Yifei by the collar, threw him away, and pushed him out.

After the big man left, Li Yifei was filled with grief and indignation. Who had he offended?

Looking at the bus that had disappeared in the distance, Li Yifei felt like crying but had no tears.

Li Yifei, who was about to get up, seemed to have touched something.

mushy

Sticky

He put his hands in front of his eyes

A foul smell suddenly hit me.

Li Yifei felt numb all over.

Grief, indignation, and sadness surged into my heart.

However, what Li Yifei didn't know was that his bad luck for the day had just begun.

Chapter 18 Lin Qiye is bound by fate

Time flies, a week has passed

Peace Office, Underground Martial Arts Arena

Dangdang Dangdang!

The straight knife in Zhao Kongming's hand was like a wandering dragon. Every attack forced Chen Muye to concentrate all his energy to deal with it.

The wooden sword in Chen Muye's hand had already been replaced with his own sword.

Every time he swings his knife, it's like he has his own navigation system.

Always able to accurately defend against Zhao Kongming's tricky attack angles

But even so, Chen Muye was still horrified. He couldn't understand why Zhao Kongming, who was a rookie a few days ago, was like a different person today.

The Zhao Kongming in front of him didn't look like a novice in using a knife at all. Instead, he looked like a veteran who had been practicing knife skills for decades!

What Chen Muye didn't know was

Just a few days ago, Zhao Kongming had already infused most of his luck into his swordsmanship talent.

He is now like a genius with a knife. As long as he has a knife in his hand, he can do any moves at will.

"Old Zhao, watch this move carefully, because it will be very cool!"

Zhao Kongming stepped aside, raised his straight knife again, and finally looked at Zhao Kongcheng with a smile.