Forgive Us, My Dear Sister (The Miraculous Simone Gray)

Chapter 428 Isn’t It Your Own Fault?

After dealing with the warlock, Simone frowned at the pile of insects on the ground. She was about to daw some talismans to eliminate these harmful creatures. But then she felt the little snake crawling onto her vrist again.

it rubbed against her hand, it turned its head and looked at the insects on the ground with longing.

Simone understood the snake’s desire and pointed to the insects on the ground, saying, “Do you want them:

After the little snake finished eating the centipede, it gained some memories from its prey. Being highly intelligent, it understood Simone’s words. It immediately rubbed against Simone’s hand, indicating that it wanted the insects.

Simone ki

So, it didn’t n

Before, it wo

the hadn’t finished digesting the energy stone and centipede it had een earlier. the insects to eat. She didn’t know how this little creature had learn

this tactic.

simply hold the centipede in its mouth and run instead of wrapping its boly around it. Simone spoiled her “baby”

She said to the warlock. “Put all these creatures on the ground into your insect bag.”

The warlock had actually wanted to do this a long time ago. After all, he had spent more than thirty ye raising these insects. But he hadn’t dared to do it before, afraid that Simone would notice and destroy us little treasures. Now, hearing Simone’s words, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately whistled.

Everyone saw the insects on the ground actively crawling into the several bags around the warlock’s waist. Just as the insects were all inside, the warlock was about to seal them using his own method.

But Simone was one step ahead and reached out to take the bag. She tied the bags tightly and sk talismans that she had prepared earlier on top of them. These were her “baby’s” food, and she couldn’t let them escape.

Seeing Simone’s actions, the warlock was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t help but anxiously ask, “What are you doing?”

“Taking the spoils of war.” She narrowed her eyes and exuded a werful aura, asking, “What? Do you have any

chest and almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that this brat wanted to confiscate his insects. And he obediently helped her for nothing. The key was that he didn’t care to provoke her, afraid that she would kill him with

of the same type. They did things on a whim.

suffered a big loss. Not only was he injured and captured, but even his carefully raised little creatures were taken away. As long as he could get out of the special department, he not only wanted to hold the person behind accountable but also wanted them to compensate bim double for his

just feeding them well; it also required energy and time. For

little Te atues. After all, without his bloodline and special methods, Simone couldn’t control these worms.

this warlock definitely couldn’t imagine that his little creatures were meant

an old man changed, and he experienced a backlash. The centipede he raised had died. Because it was nurtured with his

worms died, did that mean his disciple was also killed? Although this disciple didn’t have

disciple and others were unaware of this. The reason for keeping it a secret was also be ause he was afraid that enemies wo deliberately

would be an of

His eyes turn

first called his ple.

dared to kill his son, he would

SIM card from Wocron, and the signal was poor on this mountain, so he couldn’t get ugh. The gi warlock became even

he proactively contacted a

that his disciple had gone to the Spirit Peak to find Simone. If something happened,

poisonous insect to deal with a geomancer, and he didn’t

help investigate his disciple’s whereabouts. But he didn’t comp. cly trust the other party either. So, after hanging up the phone, he thought for a

investigate his son’s whereabouts. If it was confirmed that his son was really killed by that Simone,

Simone was pulled back

admiration in his eyes. “Simone, you’re really amazing. If it

“Of course, my Simone is the most awesome, and no

few others praised Simone, their eyes shining with admiration. It had been a thrilling evening. and the

reassured everyone, allowing them to continue resting. Zac

they left, the five people from outside walked to the door. Harold was pushed

1. talk to yod

walked to the tent entrance, “What’s the

and asked, “I

and itchy. They had applied anti-itch cream, but it didn’t help at all. They