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Chapter 451 The Lord of Kunlun Tastes Egg Fried Rice

Early the next morning, Shen Ming arranged for Xue Miaomiao to enter the Pearl Academy. You must know that there are many privileged households in the Pearl Academy. Principal Xiao himself lives in Apartment No. 1.

The three of them used some tricks to get Apartment No. 2 next to Apartment No. 1 and let Xue Miaomiao live in it temporarily.

This place is also close enough to the principal's office, so the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

After Principal Xiao found out, he could only express his helplessness. Who made him think so much of Shen Ming before? He couldn't be beaten and scolded, and he felt miserable in his heart.



"I'm telling you, you three, don't go too far!" Principal Xiao's face almost turned red. Looking at these three shameless little guys in front of him, he finally realized what it means to be shameless and have no limits.

"Principal, what are you saying? We haven't graduated yet. Based on the strength of the three of us, can we be considered outstanding? Who wants to compete with us for a spot? If you have the ability, call him out and fight."

Shen Ming spread his hands shamelessly. Even if Jesus comes today, he must win the places in these three three-step pagodas!

"Yes, Principal, you can't be partial!" Mo Fan also echoed.

Although Duanmufang felt a little embarrassed, he still touched his nose and nodded.

"Good boy, old ghost Duanmu's grandson has been led astray by you! Not only do you use me, but you also exploit me. I am the principal, why am I so shameless?"

Principal Xiao really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was just that his good plan was messed up by the three little guys. Not only did he wipe their butts in disguise, he also had to give them benefits. Where is the justice?

After a period of "friendly" exchanges, Principal Xiao finally had no choice but to agree to the three people's very "reasonable" requests.

"Principal, why bother? You have to agree in the end anyway, do you have to go through this argument process?"

Before Shen Ming left, he couldn't help but strike one last time, almost making Principal Xiao angry.

"Pearl Academy is about to be opened by your family. Alas... I hope everything goes well!"

When did the comfortable life begin to be broken? Principal Xiao drank tea quietly by himself. In fact, when he was alone, he always thought, was everything they did really right?

"It might be good to grow up quickly and retire early."





Two months is neither long nor short. With the blessing of the three-step tower, Shen Ming has completely stabilized the super-level realm.

Coupled with the reawakening of the Thunder Tyrant, the speed of connecting to the star palace is far faster than before.

Shen Ming and Mo Fan made an agreement, but there was still deception after all. He could tell everything, but he still couldn't let them take risks with him.

So before Shen Ming went in, he deliberately postponed the time when Principal Xiao and the others would take action by a week, so that Shen Ming could handle everything on his own. Maybe this was a good result.



The Ghost Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival, is the day when the gates of ghosts are said to open wide!

I always thought it was just a legend, but I never thought that it might not be a legend at all.

After Shen Ming came out of the Three-step Tower, he immediately went to see if the ancient Huangquan tree was still there. As he thought, the tree had been taken away by Principal Xiao. That meant that Xue Miaomiao had also been taken away.

Gone.

This was unstoppable and Shen Ming had expected it. He had recently taken Xue Miaomiao out forcibly, mostly because it was safer to leave her in Pearl Academy than in the inner street.

Fortunately, Shen Ming was careful and secretly hid a tracker in Xue Miaomiao's pocket.

However, Shen Ming is not in a hurry to find the whereabouts of the ancient Huangquan tree and Xue Miaomiao.

Tomorrow is the Hungry Ghost Festival, so he should find a place to have a meal and wait for someone.

Shen Ming didn't know how the Lord of Kunlun found him, but with the opponent's ability, he could definitely find him. There was no doubt about this.



In a small restaurant on Dongcheng Street, Shen Ming was eating egg fried rice and staring at the red dot on the tracker.

"I didn't expect that after wandering around, I finally returned to the inner street. It's a good location. It avoids the crowds and is close to the business district, so we can protect each other."

Shen Ming said to himself, now both sides have their own intentions, and everyone basically knows it.

It just depends on how the two sides break the situation. I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are watching. Who knows if someone will suddenly intervene?

Dongcheng Street is close to the suburbs of Magic City. It is not a prosperous area. It is not as prosperous as the business district, but it is full of fireworks.

To be honest, Shen Ming enjoys this kind of atmosphere. He didn't mean to, and he is now close to Sanli Street. After all, the current Magic City is like a dynamite barrel, and he doesn't want to light this dynamite barrel next time.

On the surface, things are prosperous, but the sky is still heaven, and the earth is still earth. People who should work have to work, and people who have to live have to live.

Sometimes there is nothing wrong with ordinary people, but just like Schrödinger's cat, if it can let you know a different side of the world, even if it is not beautiful, it will still be curious.

Shen Ming ate up the fried rice in three mouthfuls, leaving not a drop of rice. Although he devoured his food, he never wasted it. This was a habit he had developed all along.

"Are you waiting for me? It seems you have made a decision!"

Shen Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the young man sitting in front of him. However, Shen Mingdao did not panic. Instead, he calmly shouted: "Boss, two more portions of egg fried rice!"

"Your human food...that's all. I'm using a human body now. Just give it a try."

The young man said with a smile.

Shen Ming glanced at the other person, crossed his hands on his chest, and reminded in a low voice: "Your eyes are so special. Most of the people here are ordinary people. Don't scare them."

"You are kind-hearted. If the king asks me to ask for anything from you, just follow your wishes."

The boy closed his eyes and then opened them again, and his dark pupils instantly turned into eyes like those of a normal person.

"Egg fried rice is here! You two, please wait!" The restaurant waiter enthusiastically placed two bowls of fragrant egg fried rice in front of the two of them.

The young man smiled and said, "After eating these, I hope you can give me the answer I want."

The young man picked up the chopsticks and seemed a little awkward. He looked at the guests around him and tried to look like a king.

Shen Ming didn't say anything. Having enough food is the most important thing. Let's eat first!

"You humans do know how to live better than Yimo, and I must admit this. In the world of monsters, the source of food is either you, other monsters, or even your own race!"

As he spoke, the boy stuffed another mouthful of egg fried rice. The salty taste stimulated his taste buds, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

"Actually, there is one thing. What humans say is not wrong. Demons are indeed murderous. That is something engraved in their blood, so how can it be changed?

But there is one thing: if the bestiality in human nature is discovered, it will be more terrifying than us monsters."

The young man raised his finger and pointed at Shen Ming, and said jokingly: "I think highly of you and like you very much. I said we can be friends."

After taking another bite of egg fried rice, the boy seemed like a chatterbox. Even though his mouth was full of things, he still wanted to talk.

"Because you are sincere enough, you are sincere only if you don't lie to others. Language was invented, and one of the ways is to deceive. But you can't lie to yourself, you know this very well. So..."

"Are you a chatterbox? You don't have the dignity of the Lord of Kunlun." Shen Ming interrupted the Lord of Kunlun without mercy.

Even the other party was stunned. Where did Shen Ming get the courage?

"Bullshit!"

The young man said nothing and ate up the whole plate of egg fried rice.

Shen Ming pushed his plate over again, and the young man accepted it happily.

"Okay, the boy has a future!"

"I still have plenty of time. I don't believe you. I don't know that someone is planning a secret street. I also know that I have no right to refuse at all.

These two bowls of egg fried rice...just think of it as a bribe from me." Shen Ming acted very naturally.

"I really want to kill you, and I am telling the truth. But I am reluctant to let go. I have only a handful of human friends. You should be considered one of them, how about it? Do you feel that you can walk sideways in the future if you have a friend like me?

Already?"

The young man said with a smile, having changed his name from "my king" to "me".

I have to say that this legendary monster is really not impressive at all, but it seems to be in line with common sense. Just like Shen Ming is standing with ordinary people now, regardless of his identity as a magician, there seems to be no difference.


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