The Miraculous Simone Gray by Opal Reese novel Chapter 428

Chapter 428 Isn’t It Your Own Fault?

After dealing with the warlock, Simone frowned at the pile of insects on the ground. She was about to daw some talismans to eliminate these harmful creatures. But then she felt the little snake crawling onto her vrist again.

it rubbed against her hand, it turned its head and looked at the insects on the ground with longing.

Simone understood the snake’s desire and pointed to the insects on the ground, saying, “Do you want them:

After the little snake finished eating the centipede, it gained some memories from its prey. Being highly intelligent, it understood Simone’s words. It immediately rubbed against Simone’s hand, indicating that it wanted the insects.

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So, it didn’t n

Before, it wo

the hadn’t finished digesting the energy stone and centipede it had een earlier. the insects to eat. She didn’t know how this little creature had learn

this tactic.

simply hold the centipede in its mouth and run instead of wrapping its boly around it. Simone spoiled her “baby”

She said to the warlock. “Put all these creatures on the ground into your insect bag.”

The warlock had actually wanted to do this a long time ago. After all, he had spent more than thirty ye raising these insects. But he hadn’t dared to do it before, afraid that Simone would notice and destroy us little treasures. Now, hearing Simone’s words, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately whistled.

Everyone saw the insects on the ground actively crawling into the several bags around the warlock’s waist. Just as the insects were all inside, the warlock was about to seal them using his own method.

But Simone was one step ahead and reached out to take the bag. She tied the bags tightly and sk talismans that she had prepared earlier on top of them. These were her “baby’s” food, and she couldn’t let them escape.

Seeing Simone’s actions, the warlock was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t help but anxiously ask, “What are you doing?”

Simone looked him as if it were only natural and said, “Taking the spoils of war.” She narrowed her eyes and exuded a werful aura, asking, “What? Do you have any objections?”

Ine warlock felt a sweet sensation in his chest and almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that this brat wanted to confiscate his insects. And he obediently helped her for nothing. The key was that he didn’t care to provoke her, afraid that she would kill him with a single word.

erall, she and his master were of the same type. They did things on a whim. He felt heartbroken but ad. “No, no objections.”

He wanted to have an opinion, but he wouldn’t dare. This time, he really suffered a big loss. Not only was he injured and captured, but even his carefully raised little creatures were taken away. As long as he could get out of the special department, he not only wanted to hold the person behind accountable but also wanted them to compensate bim double for his losses.

These creatures couldn’t simply grow by just feeding them well; it also required energy and time. For new,

he would let Simone hold onto them temporarily, and after he got out, he would secretly retrieve the little Te atues. After all, without his bloodline and special methods, Simone couldn’t control these worms. She would play with them for a while and then probably toss them aside because she found it boring.

However, this warlock definitely couldn’t imagine that his little creatures were meant to be snake food.

In a palace in Wocron. The expression of an old man changed, and he experienced a backlash. The centipede he raised had died. Because it was nurtured with his blood, the death of the centipede made him feel even worse,

His expression was extremely ugly. Who the hell did this? If his worms died, did that mean his disciple was also killed? Although this disciple didn’t have strong talent or intelligence, he was actually his descendant

But his disciple and others were unaware of this. The reason for keeping it a secret was also be ause he was afraid that enemies wo deliberately use his son as a hostage or target. If his son died, his Fodline

would be an of

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first called his ple.

If anyone dared to kill his son, he would make sure they died a hrible death. He

But the warlock used a SIM card from Wocron, and the signal was poor on this mountain, so he couldn’t get ugh. The gi warlock became even more worried.

After thinking it over, he proactively contacted a number.

1. “Simone, can I talk to yod for a moment?”