Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Du Weizhu let out an ear-piercing scream that was not much weaker than the woman's. With a "sou" sound, he quickly got up and squatted in the corner.    

His body was trembling uncontrollably. He didn't dare to look up at Qin Yu as he kept mumbling to himself.    

"Don't look for me, don't look for me, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me …"    

"Tell me, where is Du Mann?"    

Qin Yu was too lazy to joke around with this timid guy, so she asked directly.    

Du Weizhu did not dare to hesitate and replied: "He's not in Heaven City, he's not here."    

"Then where is he? Are you lying to me? " Qin Yu asked.    

"No, no, I dare not. He will be back tomorrow. I have already informed him that something has happened to his family."    

Du Weizhu was so scared that he didn't dare to hide anything, so he said it all out.    

After getting what she wanted to know, Qin Yu said, "Don't do too many bad things in the future or you'll be tortured to death by evil spirits."    

After scaring Du Weizhu, Qin Yu floated back to the spot where Ning Xiaolei was just standing and attached herself to him.    

At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside. Hearing the shouts, the security guards and the rest of the Du Family charged into the room.    

"Weizhu, what happened?"    

a woman in her fifties asked loudly as she entered the room.    

But soon, he saw that bare fruit's body, the trembling Du Weizhu, as well as the unconscious woman on the sofa, also naked fruit.    

In an instant, the woman's face turned extremely ugly. She waited for the guards to lift Du Weizhu before she slapped him.    

"You beast, you actually dare to do such a thing at a time like this, your dad would probably die from your anger even if he was still alive."    

The old woman scolded angrily. If it was just her alone, it would have been fine. However, there were also security guards and many friends and relatives around her.    

If this were to spread out, his Du Family would be completely lost.    

Being slapped so hard that he woke up a little, Du Weizhu looked at the crowd in a daze. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and screamed, "Ghost, there's a ghost! Qin Yu is here to take her life!"    

"Unfilial son, are you ashamed of yourself enough? Where did this ghost come from? " The lady was so angry that she was about to hit Du Weizhu again, but she was stopped by the person beside her.    

Ning Xiaolei watched the show in a teasing manner before quietly retreating.    

If he did not retreat now, he would have to use the cloak when the time for the invisibility talisman was up and it would easily cause chaos.    

After leaving the Du Family Villa, Ning Xiaolei returned home. Although he didn't get rid of Du Mann this time, Du Weizhu's trip was worthwhile as it would cause him to lose face.    

Lin Yumeng, who heard what had happened, was quite happy. She kept saying that Ning Xiaolei was too bad.    

After cultivating until daybreak, he attended two classes at school and returned home at noon.    

"How should we deal with those medicinal ingredients obtained from the Du Family?" Ning Xiaolei felt a headache coming on.    

At that time, he hadn't thought too much about it, but now that it was a problem, he couldn't possibly keep it in his spatial bag forever!    

If that was the case, it would be a bit too wasteful.    

After Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng mentioned this issue, Lin Yumeng suggested, "Let's open a Chinese pharmacy. Don't forget the one year appointment with my dad!"    

"But these are all stolen goods, if they are found." Ning Xiaolei frowned. Of course he didn't forget the one year appointment.    

"This is also a problem. It would be great if we could make them transform, for example, into the pill that you saved Uncle Zhang."    

Lin Yumeng muttered with a bitter face.    

When she said that, Ning Xiaolei seemed to have caught on to the main point and said in surprise: "Right, wouldn't selling pill be better than selling herbs?"    

"Ah, you know how to refine pills?" Lin Yumeng asked in surprise and pleasant surprise.    

Ning Xiaolei shook his head: "No, I can find my seniors behind me to learn."    

He was naturally referring to the Greater Demon in the group. With such a large demon, there should at least be someone who could grasp the art of alchemy!