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It was five hours later when Jian Jinge came out of Wanjie Bookstore again.

As soon as she appeared, she grabbed Jian Xiaobai's arm, her eyes shining, "Xiaobai, contract?"

Jian Xiaobai's eyes rolled slightly, and something flashed across her beautiful glass-like eyes. "Not fitting."

Upon hearing this, Jian Jinge withdrew his hand dejectedly.

Still unwilling, oh, what a pity, she moved the great treasure.

If the contract is signed, then rounding it up, wouldn’t the moving treasure be her?

To round it off, she is the chosen one.

How perfect!

Jian Jinge sighed, stretched out his hand, and with a slight thought, a dark red flame condensed in his palm. The flame did not burn, but instead felt cool and comfortable. "How many of these fruits are left?"

"The only one." Jian Xiaobai thought for a moment, lightly tapped the diamond-studded belt around his waist, and took out a small box from it. He brewed his words and spoke with effort, "This is the spiritual fire. Devour it and it will advance."

Jian Jinge was thoughtful, then calmly took the box from his hand and swallowed the spiritual fire in the box according to his instructions.

Another hour passed in a flash.

"Let's eat first and then go into the inner city." Jian Jinge played with the flame in his palm, then looked carefully at the black skull that had long disappeared from his palm. He curved his eyebrows, stood up, took Xiaobao from Xiaobai's arms, and put the things in the house into the storage ring.

Jian Xiaobai's arms suddenly felt empty, his palms felt cold, his fingers trembled unconsciously, and then he put his hands in his pockets and followed her out of the room.

When Aiwen saw them coming out of the room, his eyes fell on Jian Jinge. Seeing that she was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief. "I made some porridge. Want some?"

Jian Jinge looked at the porridge still smoking on the fire, paused, and nodded, "Okay, thank you for the treat."

Jian Xiaobai took out three exquisite porcelain bowls from his backpack, washed them, and filled three bowls with water.

The porridge was a bit thin. When I scooped up a spoonful of porridge, most of it was filled with liquid, leaving only a little bit of rice.

Ivan glanced at the porridge in the pot, not feeling embarrassed. He said frankly, "I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. We really have limited supplies."

Jian Jinge took a sip of the soup slowly and said nonchalantly, "Well, I eat meat every day, so it's good to have some vegetables today. It's a healthy balance, a reasonable combination of meat and vegetables."

Listening to her 'showing off wealth' and infuriating words, Ivan's mouth twitched for a moment, and after a while, he replied, "Jane, you're still as humorous as ever."

Jian Jinge raised his eyelids, nodded in agreement, and echoed, "I think so too."

Alvin: ...

Just as everyone was silent, the sound of footsteps and voices came from outside the house.

Ivan's expression changed slightly, and his eyes quickly looked towards the door.

Judging from the sounds, there are quite a few people coming.

He took two steps toward the door, thought for a moment, and then took another step back. He turned his head to look at the three people who were still quietly drinking porridge, then looked at Ai Bao and said quietly, "I'll go check outside. Ai Bao, you stay inside the house obediently."

Ai Bao wanted to refuse, but when he met his brother's unquestionable gaze, he froze for a moment, "But brother, you are still sick."

"I'm much better." After saying this, Alvin opened the door on the side and closed it again the moment he walked out.

Soon, voices were heard outside the door.

Judging from the tone, the visitor has bad intentions.

Jian Jinge listened for a while, drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, took out a bottle of water to wash it, and then put the bowl away.

Jian Xiaobai and Xiaobao followed closely behind, slowly washing the dishes and putting them away, while tidying up their backpacks.

After making all the preparations, the man and the fox looked at her quietly and obediently, with their eyes saying 'We are ready~'

Jian Jinge smiled lightly, "Well, let's go."

Xiaobao immediately ran towards her, hooked one of her fingers with his little claws, tilted his head back, grinned, showing his two little fangs, and his eyes twinkled.

Ai Bao's attention was originally focused on the outside. When he suddenly heard that they were leaving, he was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "You guys are leaving?"

Jian Jinge glanced at him, without saying a word, and went out directly.

Suddenly, the sound of conversation outside the house stopped abruptly, and dozens of pairs of eyes fell on the three of them.

Jian Jinge glanced around and was about to look away when she suddenly paused and her gaze fell directly on one of the people in the crowd.

Xiaobao noticed her movements and followed her gaze. He also saw one of the bad guys who had a disgusting look in their eyes and threatened to eat him yesterday.

For a moment, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in her big eyes. How could he still be alive?

But on second thought, well, I'm too lazy to think about it. Xiaobao's brain memory is not enough, so it directly condenses a lightning that is ten times stronger than yesterday's. While others are stunned, it hits the target with one strike.

Successfully sent him to hell.

After electrocuting the person into a charred corpse, Xiaobao finally nodded with satisfaction.

That's right. Disgusting bad people who eat children should die.

As soon as Jian Jinge saw the man, he knew what these people were. A ball of black and red flame ignited from his palm.

The second after Xiaobao's attack landed, Da Zhang waved his hand, and flames filled the sky, instantly enveloping everyone present at lightning speed.

Without giving them a chance to struggle and scream, a fire burned them to ashes, leaving only the slowly burning flames burning the sky.

Snowflakes fell and turned into drizzle in the blink of an eye.

Jian Jinge glanced at the empty space, then at the flame in his palm, and grumbled regretfully, "I lost control of the fire, and they got away with it!"

Raindrops fell as she muttered, and the next moment, a pink, somewhat tattered pink oil-paper umbrella covered her head. The rain evaporated before it even touched the umbrella, turning into a light mist and disappearing into the air.

Aiwen stared at the scene in front of him, unable to recover for a long time.

By the time he regained his senses, they were long gone.

Aiwen's eyes were deep and deep, and he murmured to himself, "Is this... the strength of a spirit master?"