Chapter 354: Chapter 288: What’s the Real Reason? (4400 words)_3
By the ti all the classes had ended, Zhang Xiaomo called him. After answering, Zhang Xiaomo told him that she had arrived and was in the drink shop diagonally opposite the main gate of Tianng Science University.
Yan Junze quickly reached the drink shop. He felt as if it had been a long ti since he had seen Zhang Xiaomo. When he saw the girl dressed in casual wear with cartoon patterns, he couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.
Zhang Xiaomo didn’t notice because she was staring at Yan Junze just as intently, her gaze sweeping from head to toe, examining him thoroughly.
When she had looked her fill and was satisfied, she finally asked, “Want a glass of juice?”
“No need.” Yan Junze shook his head.
“That person you ntioned, the one without a legal identity, where are they?” Zhang Xiaomo asked.
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Yan Junze said, “I was planning on resting for a few days before coming to you about this matter. I didn’t expect you to beat to it.”
Zhang Xiaomo couldn’t tell Yan Junze the truth because she always had the feeling that the person he ntioned must be a woman.
This feeling was baseless, purely a sixth sense.
“Call that person over, I want to have a look.” Zhang Xiaomo said.
Yan Junze shook his head, “Not here, co on, let’s go to the rental house.”
Zhang Xiaomo was startled and stood up with her drink in hand, “Rental house? You’re living in a rental with that person?”
“What are you thinking about?” Yan Junze gave her a look, “She lives in the rental house alone; I still stay in the dorm.”
Zhang Xiaomo uttered an “oh” and hurriedly took a few steps, handing the half-finished drink to Yan Junze, “I can’t finish it, you drink it.”
As she spoke, her gaze subtly glanced at Yan Junze, seemingly to observe his facial expression.
Yan Junze naturally took the drink cup, sipped through the straw, and said, “Mm, it tastes good, no sugar added, but with cheesecake lting into the milk tea, the flavor becos very sweet.”
Zhang Xiaomo’s eyes lit up, “You also like it this way?”
“Mm.” Yan Junze nodded.
“Then you drink it all.” Zhang Xiaomo said with a smile.
The two of them quickly arrived outside the rental house. The door was closed. Yan Junze called out “Xiang Er,” and about two seconds later, the door opened from the inside.
A tall woman with pale skin stood at the door, looking emotionlessly at Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo who was behind him.
“They’re all familiar faces,” Yan Junze began.
Xiang Er stepped aside, Yan Junze went in first and turned on the light to brighten up the place, and then Zhang Xiaomo walked in.
Zhang Xiaomo furrowed her brows, her gaze constantly moving over Xiang Er, not saying a word.
“Do you see anything special about her?” Yan Junze asked with a smile.
Zhang Xiaomo looked skeptical, glanced seriously at Xiang Er, and shook her head slightly, “Aside from being pretty and well-built, I can’t see anything else for the ti being.”
Yan Junze pointed to a chair on the opposite side and said to Xiang Er, “Go sit over there.”
Xiang Er complied and went to sit down. She was also sizing up Zhang Xiaomo, feeling an instinctive sense of palpitations since the woman entered the room, not the relaxed mood she felt when facing Huahua.
Seeing Xiang Er’s movents as she went to sit, Zhang Xiaomo’s brow furrowed even more, and after a mont she said, “I feel… she seems like a fake person? It’s like sothing is controlling her.”
Yan Junze clapped his hands and said, “See, Xiang Er, I told you that you still need to practice more. As a three-star Exorcist, Xiaomo just ca in and took two glances, and she’s already noticed sothing off.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaomo abruptly stood up, her magnetic knife drawn, pointing at Xiang Er, “She… Possessing a Corpse to Resurrect!?”
Then she added, “No, that’s not right, it’s not Possessing a Corpse to Resurrect, it’s Attachnt, this strangeness has attached to a female corpse??”
Yan Junze didn’t stop Zhang Xiaomo but pointed at Xiang Er and said, “This strangeness’s real na is Wang Zhenxiang, I call her Xiang Er, and what you are seeing now, this nearly perfect female corpse, cos from Spirit Cultivator Yan Long’s final masterpiece. It was probably made, at least or perhaps, from piecing together more than fifty female bodies.”
Clang!
Zhang Xiaomo’s magnetic knife dropped to the floor.
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