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Chapter 351 To make you unlucky

Chapter 351 To make you unlucky
"Can you just pretend you didn't see me?" the God of Plague said in a tearful voice.

"No!" Yin Huanhuan resolutely refused, "What are you doing here? Bring me bad luck? You want to die!"

When he said the last three words, Yin Huanhuan's voice came from between his teeth.

The God of Plague is too familiar with her pronunciation. Once she speaks like this, it means that he is going to be unlucky.

He took three steps back again and again, and he, who had never been able to bear a little bit of dirt on his body, now couldn't even take care of his body covered in flour.

"That, what, you listen to me. Don't do it first, listen to me first."

Yin Huanhuan didn't intend to do anything at first, but just to frighten him, so he stopped his eagerness to try, raised his head, and said, "Say it."

"It's like this." The God of Plague lowered his head and began to stir his fingers. Suddenly he saw the white flour in his hands and remembered that he had just come out of the flour pile. "Ah! What the hell do I look like! Where is the water? Where is the water?" ? I'm going crazy! Going crazy!"

Yin Huanhuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he snapped his fingers casually, and the water instantly fell from the sky, cooling the plague god to the core.

The God of Plague was still very happy, and directly used his power to dry himself, and it was everything he liked.

After tidying up, he felt much better, and it was not so difficult to speak.

"That's right. Cough, the Jade Emperor already knew about you. Although you were out of your wits at the beginning, it is God's will to survive. I won't pursue it anymore. But, your fate is also determined by God. Once, you are not so lucky, I have to spread a little bad luck. So... hey! Wait! Wait! Say you won't hit me!"

Seeing Yin Huanhuan with his fists raised, the God of Plague backed away in fright.

Yin Huanhuan grabbed the plague god's arm and held him, preventing him from escaping.

"Come on, tell my sister, what kind of bad luck do you want to spread?" Her voice was soft and soft, and her smile was sweet.

But in the eyes of the God of Plague, he seemed to see a demon climbing up from hell, it was too terrifying!

"Feng Fengfeng..." She couldn't even finish her sentence, she was trembling all the time.

"speak politely!"

God of Plague swallowed, "Fenglan, let's talk about something!" His voice was still trembling.

"I'm talking to you." Yin Huanhuan blinked, "Look, I neither scolded you nor beat you, and I didn't use instruments of torture to threaten or lure you. I'm chatting with you very gently. Come! Speak! Sister, listen. Remember to tell the truth, you know I can hear it."

The God of Plague wanted to cry, "Whoa, I didn't do it on purpose. Didn't I follow orders! You can't do this every time!"

"Our friendship is only once or twice, a year or two? You still don't know me? When did you come to me to spread bad luck?"

"So I was very careful this time. I even found a very secluded landing point. Why do you still know? Besides, you were there right after I arrived. Why is it like this every time?"

Because you are so stupid!Yin Huanhuan really wanted to say that.However, she will not remind him.

For so many years, his panic-stricken temper has not given her much convenience.How could it be possible for him to change it?

"Since I will find out every time, what do you have to struggle? Obediently follow my rules! Don't talk about him! Say it!"

"Okay! I'm here this time to control that woman, so that you can't find out who is behind them." The God of Plague had no choice but to confess.

(End of this chapter)

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