Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 1199 The Party Spoiler Alban was sweating profusely.

He finally realized the danger of the mist. He could not remember how he had climbed these hundreds of meters in the past.

And it took him so long to climb just a few hundred meters.

How long had he been lost in the mist? He saw Serene about to pounce on him again.

Alban gritted his teeth and fought back aimlessly.

No, he absolutely could not get lost here. Tia was in danger, and she had been waiting for him. He needed to go back and see what was going on quickly.

He would hold her accountable if Jamie did not care for his sister.

Alban climbed through the mist.

Palace of the Ruler of Hell.

Lilly reviewed one case after another, looking at one case after another.

Finally, she was free and sat there, writing the papers.

Pablo organized the recent judgments and suddenly looked up, saying, “Jamie’s fate has completely returned to normal.” Lilly smiled and said, “Of course, both of my brothers took action!” Pablo gazed at her with amusement, noticing her petite frame and legs that did not quite reach the ground.

The throne of the King of Hell was elevated, leaving her feet dangling in mid-air and swaying slightly.

Even after experiencing so much, it seemed that she still had that happy look.

Lilly stretched lazily and jumped off the throne.

“I'm hungry, Dad!” Lilly quickly ran towards the back of the palace, saying, “Dad, I'm hungry!” 11 17M He felt that there was something crucial, and he could not rashly rush over it. There was something important that he had not realized.

What exactly was it? Blake only felt his mind was in chaos and his breath was somewhat unstable.

Jean had been leading a satisfying life, tending to melons with the Harem spirit while enjoying occasional gatherings with the ghost bride, the ugly aunt, and the Harem spirit companion.

During these gatherings, they gossiped about which king in the underworld had the most striking appearance.

However, after much discussion, they ultimately concluded that none could be deemed handsome.

Then they gossiped about whether the kings had wives. If they did, what were the names of their wives? After gossiping, Jean followed the Harem spirit and the others to soak in the spiritual spring. absorbing the remaining one-third of the evil energy veins.

In such an aimless state, she unexpectedly made rapid progress, advancing from an ordinary ghost to a resentful ghost, a fierce ghost, and an evil ghost... The next step would be a ghost. general.

The Harem spirit looked at her with envy and said, “Does your husband know you have progressed so quickly?” Jean raised an eyebrow. “Which aspect are you referring to?” The Harem spirit replied, “Probably the aspect of studying the structure of characters.” Jean remained silent.

She just ran away! The ghost bride held a little notebook, recording the classic quotes of the Harem spirit to keep up with her progress.

Confused, she looked up and asked, “What does studying the structure of characters mean?” Clang! II 2/4 Ablack pot flew over and hit the right side of the Harem spirit's head.

A weakling spirit sat cross-legged under a nearby tree, unable to bear it any longer. Despite extreme restraint, the throbbing veins could not be suppressed.

The Harem spirit quickly ran away, saying, “I'm out here!” Jean emerged from the jar of soul and noticed that Blake was off.

Although she had never witnessed someone going crazy.

“But at this moment, she inexplicably felt that Blake had gone mad!” “Oh my gosh, are you okay?!” Jean approached Blake but did not dare to wake him up rashly, so she anxiously asked, “Blake, Blake?” “Wake up...” Blake felt like his soul was being sucked into a black vortex before him.

Just then, Jean's voice sounded, “Blake... Blake!” Blake suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

This sudden awakening made him break out in a cold sweat on his forehead. What's going on? He shouldn't be making such a rookie mistake. Is he only at such a low level and already showing signs of going mad? Seeing him wake up, Jean let out a sigh of relief.

“Are you okay?” This time, she did not have a playful smile but looked at him with concern.

Blake calmed himself down and, naturally, did not want Jean to worry.

“No... I can’t move. Help me,” Blake said, sweating profusely.

Seeing his expression, Jean immediately went up and held his arm without doubt.

Blake suddenly pressed her against the pillar of the Palace and whispered, “Only you can make my heart beat.” Jean was speechless.

Meanwhile, Polly, who had sneaked out at some point, Learning language skills... Loading cheesy pick-up lines...

Just as Jean was about to scold him, she noticed Blake's smile had disappeared, and his eyes 3/4 gradually became gentle.

She did not know why, but she subconsciously looked at his lips.

Jean suddenly became nervous and involuntarily tightened her grip on Blake’s arm.

Blake's heart trembled. Why hasn't she remembered me in this lifetime? He lowered his gaze slightly and slowly leaned in, and their breaths grew closer...

Lilly's voice rang out at this moment. “I'm so hungry! Dad!” “Dad! I'm hungry...” The voice got closer. “Dad, what are we having for dinner tonight? | can help you kill the chicken!” “Huh, Dad, Mom, what are you doing?” Jean kept stepping back, coughing, “Ahem, nothing.” Blake let go of Jean and turned around to pick up Lilly, saying naturally, “Nothing, just discussing some things with your mom.” Lilly was puzzled. “What?” Blake had not spoken yet when the nearby Polly began to imitate.

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