The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

The young white coats faced Sister Meng’s threatening gaze and immediately knelt down.

”I haven’t heard anything, I only have one wish. Just one wish, hoping, hoping that I can see her again in the next life, sooner, a little sooner...”

”Hmph, you are threatening me!”

Sister Meng glanced at the ancient costume beauty beside her, who let out a muffled laugh.

The ancient costume beauty tried hard to suppress her laughter, a jug and cup of wine appeared in her hand out of thin air.

The white porcelain cup was painted with landscapes and rivers in blue, and when the wine was poured, the rivers seemed to flow.

The ancient costume beauty handed the cup to the young white coats.

The young white coats instinctively shrank back.

The ancient costume beauty’s eyes were smiling, her lips slightly curving, yet her tone carried some temper: ”If you don’t drink, I’m afraid there won’t be any good fruit to eat today.”

”I advise you, it’s better to be sensible, drink this cup, and forget everything today.”

”I really... I really haven’t heard anything.”

”If you didn’t hear, why clarify? Hurry and drink this cup.”

The wine jug in the ancient costume beauty’s hand transformed into a large knife, its blade cold and sharp.

”I, I’ll drink. But...”

Sister Meng’s cold gaze swept by, the young white coats couldn’t speak, he could only tremble and accept the wine cup.

The wine was colorless and odorless, like plain water, but it brought an intoxicating feeling straight to the top of the head.

His nose felt sour, his throat smoked, burning like fire made him uncomfortable, though he had become a ghost, he still felt this extreme sensation, which showed the power of the wine.

Something in his mind seemed erased by this wine.

He stumbled, floated into the air, then stumbled and fell, his whole body like a torn cloth blown by the wind, swaying left and right, chaotic in the wind.

The ancient costume beauty laughed, bumped Sister Meng’s shoulder, ”Sis, don’t you think this is enough? Let him rest?”

Sister Meng waved her hand, the ancient costume beauty whistled, and the man, who floated like a flag, fell to the ground.

He was wearing a white coat, and with this, he looked like a white flag of surrender on the ground.

The young white coats rubbed his head, already forgetting that he’d come with Little Taotie.

Although he forgot the matter of Little Taotie, he still remembered the matters with Xiao Tie firmly, and once again he begged on the ground.

The next life was the tenth life, if the two are still destined not to be together, the eleventh life they would not meet again.

So he pleaded with Meng Po to arrange him and Xiao Tie together, preferably born as neighbors.

This life he must have a perfect ending with Xiao Tie, never again let Xiao Tie die because of him.

After listening to his words, Sister Meng only found it amusing and laughed aloud.

The ancient costume beauty looked puzzled at her sister, since when did her sister become so interesting?

Oh, that’s right, it seems after being with that little creature, her sister was no longer as stern and expressionless as before.

Now, her sister seemed just like a cute girl!

Sister Meng stopped her laughter, turned serious, and coldly asked the young white coats kneeling on the ground: ”Do you want to meet her? Do you want to be arranged closer to her? But have you thought about whether she wants to meet you again?”

”Xiao Tie...she loves me, she loves me in every life...”

”Ha.” Sister Meng mocked: ”Don’t be so self-righteous.”

The ancient costume beauty laughed with her hand covering her mouth: ”Poor human, don’t be so naive. The most unpredictable thing in this world is the human heart.”