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//Phantom//ghost..or demon?

Shi La. Shura as her real name was wacky, maniac a crazy girl. "Don't bullshit about me, I'll take your head!" Shura spoke to the writer, pointing his knife. Then he kicked the writer off the stage and started speaking. "I am Shura. The most perfect creature of the entire Realm. Intelligent, smart, brave, beautiful, the best, the most beautiful, the most perfect-" "Is it over ?" The writer, who was thrown off the stage, could not help but ask. "Why are you lying to the readers?" Shura sneered and said, "How would you know, ignorant?" "I write, I won't know, but who will?" he couldn't help but say. Shura froze as soon as she heard that. Then, slyly, he pointed his gun at the writer and said, "You will write me as the most perfect, richest, most beautiful and strongest creature in the universe!" he threatened. The writer changed the fiction he wrote by crying in a corner and trying so hard. The character that had to grow up, like Chinese novels, was the strongest from birth. "We didn't get it, if there is no innocent girl, bad boy, tradition, religion and mafia, what taste is fiction?" said the readers. "Shut up, you bastards" Shura continued with disdain, "Will you find someone more pure-hearted than me, better than me? Traditions? It doesn't bind me. Rules are made for me to break it! Religion? Ahahaha! What does the devil know about religion? Mafia? Please don't compare those brats with me! And bad boy? There can only be two kinds of men who skewed me! One is not yet born, the second is dead!” ___ Cover belongs to me.

_Kazuki_Kirigaya_ · Fantasy
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234 Chs

35《coincidence》

Coincidentally, our shadow dragon Aurum and his disciples were also at the festival, as was Li Shi.

Various lanterns were hung on the trees. While some fireflies were flying around, the children who thought they were flies kept crushing the fireflies.

Aurum resented his two disciples and Li Shi, saying, "I'll travel alone," and parted ways. While both of his disciples took another path, Li Shi took another path.

Li Shi carefully examined the shops. Seeing that some of the items were awarded as a result of the competition, he smiled slightly and muttered, "My sister wouldn't miss these."

While Li Shi was wandering around, Shi La had come to the festival and was wandering around.

Mo Chen followed behind him silently.

As soon as Shi La suddenly saw something on the counter, she stopped, swallowed, and extended her hand to the thing.

But at the same time, there was another girl reaching out for that thing, namely the cake.

Shi La scolded the girl, "Come on, aunty, another door! This cake is mine!"

The woman's face twitched with anger and she grabbed the child by the head and said, "Veled, go yourself before I send you!" said.

Shi La got angry. Being called a brat, being belittled, and confiscating the cake he wanted was driving him crazy.

"Go on!

And the woman shouted, "Don't get trouble from me, brat! For the last time, leave that cake!"

Just as the two men were coming in, a man interrupted and said, "Relax, this cake is not for sale."

Shi La and the woman looked at the man as if they were going to kill him, Shi La said, "If you're not selling bro, what is he doing here!" ' he shouted angrily, walking towards the man. The woman rolled up her sleeves and said, "Aren't you ashamed to play with my stomach's feelings!" he punched the man.

The man tearfully looked at the two people and said, "Hold on! It's not for sale because this is a gift to the winner of the competition!"

The two men paused and began to listen to the man.

Seeing that Shi La and the woman weren't going to beat him, the man breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead and continuing to explain.

"The recipe of a very famous master in this Imperial City. This cake made with the recipe of this chef will be given to the winner of the competition at the festival. But little master"

The man shudderedly looked at Shi La and said in a low voice with fear, "Only girls can participate in the competition."

The woman grinned and said, "Show me the way to race." The man immediately ran to show the way to the competition because Shi La's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

As the woman followed the man, she paused for a moment, turned around, and left Shi La with a middle finger and a grin.

Shi La's eyebrow twitched. He glared at her as if he were going to kill her, then turned and walked in the opposite direction. But he stopped again because a demon would never give up!

"You'll see!" he grinned, dragging another Mo Chen by the arm, and proceeded to a shop.

-To be continued-