Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

Chapter 781 Cinderella x Socially Horrible Devil (6)

The devil living in the bottle was also very scared.

Who knows?

It was obvious that he was living well in the bottle and didn't want to come out at all, but someone actually fished him out and forced him to get out.

That’s right, the devil now is no longer the same devil as before.

More than 20 years ago, after he was cheated by that cunning and hateful fisherman, he realized one thing deeply.

The world outside has changed and it is no longer suitable for him to go out.

If he went out again and met a nasty liar like the fisherman, he would probably be cheated out of everything.

If it weren't for the grumpy human outside who kept shaking the bottle and made him almost vomit, he wouldn't have thrown the gold coin out.

Alas... just think of it as spending money to ward off disaster!

I just asked her to take the money and leave quickly.

But who knew that she didn't want it? She still insisted on letting him go?

The devil is simply going to collapse.

If he hadn't been in the bottle for so long and was now afraid to look at strangers, he would have really wanted to go out and kill the noisy human.

Tsk, that's annoying.

After a while, the bottle began to shake violently again, and the devil began to spin 360 degrees, and my head began to feel dizzy again.

Help! ! !

Is there anyone who can take care of this?

Do you really not care about other people's life or death?

The devil’s life is also a life!

?·°(???﹏???)°·?

When the bottle stopped shaking, the stepmother's voice sounded again.

"Devil... come out... come out quickly..."

devil:"……"

You are the devil, right?

The devil deeply felt the world's malice towards him, which further deepened his understanding.

He is really not fit to go out again. The people in this world are not normal.

He sighed, threw out a dozen gold coins, and then threw out a note.

Pray that the humans outside will take the money and leave quickly.

The stepmother was outside, stunned when she saw the dozen or so gold coins on the boat and the particularly conspicuous note.

I took the note and opened it. It said, "Here are the gold coins. Close the bottle again and throw it back into the sea. Thank you!"

Not to mention, he is quite polite and even knows how to say thank you!

But this is not the point.

The point is that he only gave a dozen gold coins!

What is this enough for?

She wouldn't even have enough money to pay a bounty hunter to kill Cinderella.

The stepmother was furious. In a fit of rage, she put the cork back in the bottle and rowed back cursing.

Yes, instead of throwing the bottle back into the sea, she took it back home.

She just didn't believe it, and when she took the bottle back, she couldn't think of a way to let the devil out.

*

"Where's the fish I want?"

Yu Yan's cold face was now staring at the person in front of her expressionlessly, as if she could see through her. Her voice was as piercing as ice, making the air seem to freeze.

The stepmother's good mood, which was originally as good as a spring breeze, seemed to be swept away by a strong wind and disappeared completely. A trace of guilty conscience that was difficult to conceal flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She lowered her head slightly and tried to explain in a timid tone: "I didn't meet the fisherman selling fish."

The coldness in Yu Yan's eyes became even stronger, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Really? I don't believe it."

As she spoke, she suddenly moved closer to her stepmother, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, "You have a strong fishy smell, which clearly proves that you have just touched fish. Don't try to perfunctory me with these lies."

The stepmother was frightened by her gaze and stammered, "...Ah? No, no, right? How could I..."

However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yu Yan's increasingly cold eyes. She knew that she had been completely exposed.

It's over. If she had known, she wouldn't have thrown away the fish she caught.

It was all the devil's fault. He made her forget that she had promised Cinderella to buy her fish.

Yu Yan stood there quietly. Her originally lively eyes seemed to contain endless meaning at this moment, and she took in the series of changing expressions on her stepmother's face one by one.

"How dare you betray my trust in you? This behavior is simply an unforgivable crime. The merciful God will definitely not easily forgive your actions. I must educate you well, make you remember the mistakes you made, and change for the better from now on."

Yu Yan's tone was stern and firm, and every word seemed to carry an invisible force, hitting her stepmother's heart hard.

Stepmother: “!!!”

Help!

She doesn't want to be beaten anymore. Is there anyone who can come and save her?

However, no one knew about her inner collapse, and of course, no one cared.

A few minutes later, Yu Yan looked at her miserable stepmother, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smile that seemed kind but concealed a sharp edge.

That smile is like the warm sun in winter. It makes people feel warm at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be hiding a hint of chill.

She said softly: "Look, after my teaching and education, you now deeply understand your mistakes. I firmly believe that the merciful God will be moved by our tolerance and forgive your mistakes."

"Wow~ You are so kind, I am really touched..."

The stepmother's eyes were filled with tears, and she said things against her will.

A barely perceptible trace of hatred flashed across her eyes, but it was quickly covered up by hypocritical tears.

God is my witness, she will never give up. She must find an opportunity to release the terrible devil in the bottle and kill Cinderella.

Yu Yan seemed not to see the malice in her eyes, and said compassionately: "Okay, go! It's time to cook now."

"Okay, okay, I'll go cook."

The stepmother left as if she was escaping.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would lose her life.

*

Late at night, the quiet atmosphere seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious veil.

At this moment, the mother, her two daughters, were like a ball burning with excitement, their faces filled with irrepressible excitement, their eyes staring straight at the bottle in front of them that was emitting a strange light.

Andy covered her mouth tightly with her hands, fearing that her trembling voice with excitement would break this strange and expectant silence.

She lowered her voice slightly, and whispered with a hint of awe and curiosity, "Mom, is this the legendary bottle that contains the terrible devil? Will it really bring us endless wealth and surprises?"

Dixi's eyes, which were originally quite lively, were now like two bright lamps lit by greed, flashing with dazzling light. She was full of amazement, "Oh my God, it looks so beautiful. The gorgeous bottle is inlaid with dazzling gems! Mom, can I try to pry these gems off? I really want to make them into the most beautiful and precious necklace in the world, so that everyone will envy and be jealous of it."

The stepmother's usually gentle face turned ferocious at this moment. She raised her head fiercely, like an angry lioness, and slapped Dixi's back viciously, with a fierce look in her eyes, and shouted angrily: "You idiot! We will soon have countless wealth, why do you still care about these insignificant gems? Don't have such stupid ideas again, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Di Xi's originally proud expression collapsed in an instant. She pursed her lips in grievance, stopped talking, and lowered her head silently.

Andy looked at her with disdain, secretly spitting on her in her heart. This sister was so stupid and hopeless. She didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore, and didn't even want to acknowledge that she was her relative.

After this fight, the mother and her two daughters turned their attention back to the bottle.

Andy was the first one who couldn't help it. He pulled out the cork and waited for the devil to come with an expectant look on his face.

In the end, the scene she imagined did not appear.

The stepmother thought about what happened today, was silent for a moment, and then briefly recounted what happened today.

Andy/Dixi: “???”

There's a devil inside, but it won't come out?

What kind of weird thing is this?