I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Chapter 126: Fairy’s Panties! Call Me Master! (6K)_4

"Are you talking about that burning... Zi Yan’er?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do with her."

Hearing this, Yan Linghu let out a sigh of relief, a smile breaking out on his face, "That’s good, then I’m relieved..."

As long as Chen Mo isn’t his strong rival, his chances of winning Zi Yan’er’s heart will greatly increase!

Chen Mo couldn’t help but frown.

After all, Yan Linghu was the son of an Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, with noble background and high status. What kind of woman hadn’t he seen?

Yet, he was willing to lower his head and play weak just to probe Chen Mo’s stance...

Does Zi Yan’er have such great charm?

Chen Mo asked quizzically, "As long as you have the resources, won’t the chicken come to you automatically, given your status as Young Master Yan? Isn’t a mere prostitute easy for you to get?"

Yan Linghu said with a look of obsession, "Miss Zi is different from other prostitutes. She is the most wonderful woman I’ve ever seen. In this chaotic and mundane world, she’s like a bright moon in the night sky, so pure and flawless..."

"..."

Pure?

That’s like an old lady crawling into bed, making me laugh so hard.

Chen Mo sensed something wasn’t quite right, but couldn’t pin it down. He memorized the matter for now and shook his head, saying:

"The path you think is a quiet lane has long been bustling with traffic. Even if you win the beauty in the end, it’s not that you got her, just that it’s your turn."

With that, he turned away and left gracefully.

Leaving Yan Linghu standing there, looking constipated and stunned.

...

After leaving the Heavenly Martial Arena, Chen Mo headed towards the Government office.

When he passed Anbang Street, he was suddenly drawn by a noise. He saw a large crowd gathered not far from the street edge, bursting into cheers from time to time.

He faintly heard a familiar voice...

Chen Mo squeezed through the crowd, his True Yuan surging around him, forging a path.

Reaching the center of the crowd, he saw several figures standing in an open space, one of whom was a monk in a monk’s robe.

He stood as tall as a tower, clad in a gray cloth robe that had faded after many washes, tightly wrapping his strong muscles. His palms were joined, and a string of Buddha beads hung at his wrist, each bead polished smooth.

Opposing him were Lin Jingzhu and two Assistant Officers from the Six Gates.

"Amitabha, this poor monk was merely sparring here, why must you officers persistently interfere?" The monk’s voice was deep like thunder, somewhat deafening.

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