The Heiress’ Return & Revenge

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?”

Simone looked him as if it were only natural and said, “Taking the spoils of war.” She narrowed her eyes and exuded a werful aura, asking, “What? Do you have any objections?”

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

same type. They did things on a whim. He felt heartbroken but ad. “No, no

This time, he really suffered a big loss. Not only was he injured and captured, but even his carefully raised little creatures were taken away. As long as

grow by just feeding them well; it also required energy and

got out, he would secretly retrieve the little Te atues. After all, without his bloodline and special methods, Simone couldn’t control

little creatures were meant to be snake food.

in Wocron. The expression of an old man changed, and he experienced a backlash. The centipede he raised had died. Because it was nurtured with his blood, the death of the centipede made him feel even worse,

ugly. Who the hell did this? If his worms died, did that mean his disciple was also killed? Although this disciple

he was afraid that enemies wo deliberately use his son as a hostage or target. If his

be an

His eyes turn

his

his son, he would

used a SIM card from Wocron, and the signal was poor on this mountain, so he couldn’t get ugh. The

over, he proactively

gone to the Spirit Peak to find Simone. If something happened, it was most likely Simone’s doing. The great warlock also

mentioned borrowing a poisonous insect to deal with a geomancer,

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

there and investigate his son’s whereabouts. If it was confirmed that his son was

the other side of the mountain. Simone was pulled back to the tent by Zac

at Simone with admiration in his eyes. “Simone, you’re really amazing. If it weren’t for you

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

with admiration. It had been a thrilling evening.

to continue resting. Zac and

the door. Harold was pushed out. He could

1. to yod for

to the tent entrance, “What’s the

by bugs earlier and asked, “I wanted to ask if

help at all. They had no choice but to shamelessly come to

“I do have a way,