What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 507

Ding Yuewang had just come of age this year and came to attend the Zhutian Sect’s disciple acceptance ceremony, hoping to try his luck.

To ensure everything went smoothly, he even arrived a day early.

But unexpectedly, just after sitting down, a male demon approached him saying they were fated and wanted to make friends.

For a moment, Ding Yuewang was very pleased.

Although the male demon before him wore an ordinary black robe, his handsome appearance and noble aura were striking, and behind him stood a round, plump figure—likely a close attendant.

So Ding Yuewang guessed that the male demon was either wealthy or noble, and if he made friends with him, there would surely be many benefits.

With that thought,

Ding Yuewang immediately stood up and said, “What a coincidence, I also feel we have a connection, naturally we can be friends. My name is Ding Yuewang!”

“Ye Yu.”

After giving his name, Ye Yu began to slowly calculate the time.

He really wanted to see if the “Nemesis” attribute was truly as fierce as it was described.

It claimed that within one minute, the person would suffer a blood disaster. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Hopefully it would be accurate.

However, what Ye Yu did not expect was that

only two breaths of time had passed,

and the blood disaster had already begun to manifest.

A sword shadow traced a graceful arc in the air and then suddenly fell.

Death Soldier Zhao Jia saw this and immediately went on full alert.

Instinctively, he shielded Ye Yu behind him.

Because Ding Yuewang and Ye Yu were too close, when Zhao Jia acted, his protruding belly directly knocked Ding Yuewang flying.

Caught off guard, Ding Yuewang was sent back over ten meters.

And the demonic sword, by coincidence, landed right on top of him.

It pierced through his chest on the spot, pinning him to the ground.

A Golden Core realm demon cultivator dropped down from the air and was stunned by the scene.

He hurriedly explained, “I didn’t mean to, really didn’t mean to. I just wanted to look cool stepping on the sword, how could I have hurt someone?”

“Wasn’t there no one here just now? How did you suddenly come over? Are you trying to scam? To be honest, there’s really no demonic stones in my storage ring!”

At this moment, Ding Yuewang was not completely dead yet. He raised a hand, pointed at Zhao Jia, coughed up fresh blood, and couldn’t speak.

Zhao Jia was equally stunned, looking down at his belly in regret.

“Hmph, was I really that careless?”

“But I wasn’t doing it on purpose.”

“The Young Master just made a friend, if he dies like this, he’d surely be sad, right?”

So Zhao Jia immediately took out some top-grade pills from his storage ring, wanting to heal Ding Yuewang’s wounds.

But Ye Yu raised a hand to stop him.

“You said to keep a low profile outside, and now you’re pulling out pills of such a high rank. What do you mean by that?”

Hearing Ye Yu’s words, Zhao Jia was slightly stunned.

Then sent a heart-voice message: “Young Master, isn’t this the friend you just made?”

Ye Yu responded lightly, “Looking this miserable, how can he be a friend? Let fate take its course!”

Zhao Jia’s face grew extremely confused.

“This is not right, Young Master is really not right!”

Ye Yu walked straight over and pulled the demonic sword out of Ding Yuewang’s body.

He handed it to the nearby Golden Core realm demon cultivator.

Feigning anger, he said, “Some things shouldn’t be thrown around carelessly. Even if you don’t hit a demon, hitting flowers and plants isn’t good either.”

The Golden Core demon cultivator was slightly stunned.

“Uh, that’s not the point, right?”

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