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Chapter 288 Stealing the Golden Apple 25

 The evil witch has a habit of listening to people tell stories.

After telling the story, each guest was asked to tell their wishes. Of course, they were limited to saying their wishes. The witch would not "mercifully" help them.

Want to realize your wish? It’s simple, you have to pay half of your assets or life span.

When Yun Tuan and the others arrived, a demon was telling his earth-shattering love story with the fallen angel.

All the guests listened with gusto and felt a little excited for no reason.

"Because of her, I have an extra curse mark, which hurts me every seven days, but I am happy with it."

The witch sitting on top finished painting her nail polish and blew on it lightly. The wide ink-colored brim blocked all her expressions.

"So, what is your wish?" The witch's tone was lazy and casual, as if she was going through the motions indifferently.

But the magpie housekeeper who is familiar with her knows that this is a sign of the witch being slightly irritable. If it gets worse, all the guests will have their heads shaved.

The demon shook its crow feather wings covered with curse marks, "We don't have any wishes, we just want to share it with everyone."

Bang!

The small bottle on the table was broken, and the red nail polish slowly flowed out, leaving a trace on the gray and white checkered tablecloth that resembled a murder scene.

The butler stepped forward to clean up the matter and nodded in greeting at the end.

"That dragon outside, how long are you going to listen to me?" The witch took off her hat, smoothed her long dark chestnut curly hair with her hands, and revealed a faint smile on her lips.

"Your house has become shorter and I can't get in."

Yun Tuan imitated the tone of the evil dragon and pressed Jing He's head with his paw.

——Jing He said that his mission has been completed, and it doesn’t matter if he hangs up. He insists on coming over to see what a witch who has lived for thousands of years looks like.

Jing Yu actually agreed.

Only the meat ball was left trembling and laughing at her, "You and your friends don't seem to know each other very well."

Inside the house.

The witch stood up and snapped her fingers. The dragon, which was more than ten meters high, gradually shrank to the height of a person.

Yun Tuan asked her teammates to hide in the bag. She did not tighten the drawstring and left a small hole for ventilation.

"Trouble, I didn't invite a simple-minded guy like you." The witch's fingers flicked lightly, and the burgundy hairband flew up out of thin air, twisting like a snake in the air, and tied her hair.<

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Yun Tuan found a corner and sat down, then pretended to look at the witch casually - he looked familiar, the man looked very young, thin and short, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old in appearance, but his eyes were contemptuous, charming and transparent.

Feeling cold for no reason.

The calm eyes fell on her, and suddenly there was a slight ripple.

"Little Epiphyllum?" the witch suddenly called.

Yun Tuan was stunned for a moment, but she felt the bag on her wrist twisting, and then, a meat ball with two dragon scales popped up, "Where is it? Where is the little epiphyllum?"

Beside the round table, a quill leaned over.

The witch chuckled lightly and waved her hand, "No, I recognized the wrong person. It turned out to be a little night-blooming night-bloom from another world. The two humans in your pocket are quite noisy."

Jinghe poked his marble-sized head out of the bag, "But we didn't talk."

The witch tapped her eyebrows and said, "Your breathing is too noisy."

Jinghe: "Oh."

But Yun Tuan was trapped in the phrase "a small epiphyllum in another world". Did the witch admit her mistake? Or, was the modeling of this copy based on the player?

Or if you are more whimsical, could the world here also be the real world...

However, the witch didn't dwell too much on this. She walked back to her seat, tapped the table with her green fingertips, "Next one, if you show your affection again, get out of here."

The corners of the guests' mouths raised, but they did not dare to laugh out loud.


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