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Chapter 769 Aggrieved Demon Flame

"Hey, it's strange, why is there no movement at all from Xiao Shihan? Could it be that I acted lightly?"

Cao Ning held his slippers with one hand and pressed Zhao Xiaotuan's back with the other. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to give it another try: "Tuanzi, how about you endure it for a little longer? How about I give you six more exclusive voice packs?"

"Ah...you still want to beat me?"

Zhao Xiaotuan opened his big watery eyes and turned his head pitifully. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded reluctantly.

I wanted to refuse the six voice packs, but he gave me too much.

"Well, please be gentle on that big pot, it hurts!"

"You bastard, you, you, you dare!"

Cao Ning was about to take action when the old man beside him, who was sweating profusely with anger and having blue veins on his face, was breathing heavily and stared at him angrily.

Hearing Zhao Xiaotuan's wails, the old man originally planned to teach Cao Ning a lesson, but unexpectedly he couldn't even get close to him, and was instead suppressed to death.

Seriously, treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days.

Unexpectedly, the demonic flame that was running rampant in the underworld would be controlled by a ferryman.

If this matter spreads out, I will definitely lose my face.

However, despite being surprised, the old man also had to re-examine Cao Ning's current strength.

With Cao Ning's current magic power, Xia Shihan is probably the only one left in the entire underworld who can compete with him.

But having said that, would Xia Shihan really take action against Cao Ning?

The old man thought about it with a straight face, then shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, it would be nice if you don't put yourself in it!"

"..."

Seeing that the old man was about to stop him again, Cao Ning immediately drooped his face, like a big wretch who no one loved.

They are all grandchildren, why is the old man so partial?

Did you say that all the old people prefer boys over girls?

Why, it's your turn and it's the other way around?

Cao Ning pursed his lips and said speechlessly: "Old man, you have gone too far! They are all grandchildren, is it inappropriate for you to be so partial?"

"Besides, this is all a matter of your own free will. Is it appropriate for you to disagree?"

"I think you'd better go back and have a good rest."

Cao Ning shrugged with a flat mouth, and after dismissing the old man, he was about to take action, but unexpectedly, the old man rushed directly to him.

"Yamidie, Yamidie!"

"Yeah, the old man is very skilled in business. I see that he studies short movies a lot, right?"

Cao Ning joked with a wicked smile, and the old man suddenly looked ashamed.

During this period of time, he had been assigned to deal with the ghosts left over from his childhood, and he learned a few words without realizing it.

I just didn't expect that I would blurt it out in a hurry.

"..."

Mo Yan had a straight face and stared at Cao Ning with disdain.

It was definitely impossible to beat him now, but if he just watched Zhao Xiaotuan being treated as a human being, he wouldn't be happy no matter what.

Cao Ning had no choice but to deal with it, so the old man turned to persuade Zhao Xiaotuan with a smile on his face.

"Tuanzi, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. You just want some clothes. Grandpa will buy them for you. I'll buy you as much as you want. Be obedient and we won't be used as a human punching bag for him."

"Really? Grandpa, you are so kind, but..."

Although Zhao Xiaotuan was very happy, after thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit unreliable.

She chewed her fingernails and looked at Moyan with confusion: "But grandpa, can Mingcoin also buy me skin?"

"deep..."

This sentence can be regarded as talking about the shortcomings of Demon Flame.

Although he holds a high position in the underworld, he really doesn't have any extra spare money. Even if he did, he would have bought wine long ago, so there is no savings left.

However, in order not to disappoint Zhao Xiaotuan, the old man still patted his chest and promised.

"Isn't it just money? Don't worry, Tuanzi. Our old homestead is about to be demolished. When the money comes, I will buy you whatever you want."

"Really!"

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaotuan jumped up excitedly on the spot: "Oh, grandpa is better... Hehe, I finally don't have to be beaten!"

"Oh, don't be too happy too early!"

Cao Ning rolled his eyes, turned around and poured a bucket of cold water on the old man's head.

He looked at Mo Yan and said with a smile: "Old man, have you forgotten that you are dead now? I am the legal heir in the mortal world, okay?"

"Even if there is demolition in the future, I should be the one to receive the demolition compensation..."

"Take a step back and say, even if I can't get it, then I can let Yoona buy all the houses around our house to build a business district without demolishing our house."

"I want to turn it into a museum, open to the public for free!"

"So, the pie you always painted is useless!"

Cao Ning’s words are definitely not without purpose!

Before Xia Shihan returned to the underworld, she transferred all her assets worth over three billion to Lin Xiaoyun's account.

This is done to make it easier for Cao Ning to use money in the future.

Coupled with the strong support of the Lin family and the Xia family, it would be enough for him to build a city there, let alone the land under Panxia.

"..."

Hearing this, Mo Yan suddenly blew his beard and glared in anger.

Although I had known for a long time that Cao Ning was rich now, I didn't expect that this guy was already so rich.

It is obvious that he has reached the point where he has no interest in money.

No matter how much Mo Yan objected, Cao Ning had already pinned Zhao Xiaotuan on the table again.

"Hehe, Tuanzi, you'd better be obedient. My place is much more affordable than the old man's."

"No...so...it's gone? Wuwuwu...then, please be gentle on the big pot, I'm afraid it will hurt!"

Zhao Xiaotuan suddenly felt like a deflated balloon, his mouth flattened in grievance, and he was about to cry.

But it’s hard enough to get the exclusive voice pack.

"You dare, little bastard!"

Seeing this scene, Mo Yan became angry at that time.

He rushed over angrily and tried to grab Cao Ning's ears, but found that he couldn't touch him.

"Hey, this is really strange. I have been practicing immortality for thousands of years, how can I be inferior to you? Is it possible that I am really old?"

“Are thousands of years a lot?”

Hearing this, Cao Ning subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

It is said that he has been soaking in the Tianchi of the God Realm for five thousand years, which is enough for him to practice in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years.

Not to mention the old man, even if Xia Shihan came, he wouldn't show any weakness.

"Don't be proud, kid. Although I know I can't beat you now, if you want to bully my granddaughter in front of me, then you can't."

After saying that, the old man became stubborn and angrily sat down next to Zhao Xiaotuan, hugging his arms and blowing his beard and staring.

"Come on, come on! If you have the ability to fight me, I won't believe you. I can't cure you, a little brat."


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