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Chapter 534: The Qualitative Change of the Greedy Clan

Liu Miao looked at the house in front of him that had been ravaged by the fire. The charred beams and broken walls were swaying in the wind, and his heart was full of worry.

She turned to look at Ling Ye, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "This house seems to have been burned down. It's not habitable anymore. Can you fix it?"

Ling Ye raised his eyes, glanced at the ruins, and said in a firm tone: "I will fix it in a while." His voice was low but full of power, without a trace of hesitation.

Liu Miao didn't say anything else. She lowered her head and started eating seriously. The steam rising from the food blurred her vision.

After Ling Ye finished eating, he walked straight to the yard, reached out and picked up the slightly old axe with clean and neat movements.

He walked towards the nearby woods with steady steps, each step firm and powerful.

After entering the woods, all we could hear was the rhythmic "bang bang" sound of axes chopping down trees, echoing in the silent mountains and forests.

In just a moment, Lingye returned to the yard carrying a bundle of wood of uniform thickness.

He put the wood down skillfully and then started to get busy.

His hands flew, cutting and splicing the wood precisely, and each movement was done in one go.

The axe seemed to come to life in his hands, making a crisp sound when it collided with the wood.

As time went by, the original ruins gradually took on a new look. One piece of wood after another was skillfully combined in Lingye's hands, the frame gradually took shape, and the roof was also firmly built.

Liu Miao was stunned by the whole process. Her eyes followed Ling Ye's movements closely, and the bowl and chopsticks in her hands had already stopped in mid-air.

She had never imagined that a person could build a house so quickly. The Ling Ye in front of her seemed to be endowed with magical powers, turning a piece of ruins into a brand new house.

At this time, the string went up the mountain.

The Ancestor of Devouring stared at the situation in front of him. His originally frosty face instantly relaxed, and his tense muscles gradually stretched out.

I saw him suddenly straighten his back, his legs spread wide apart, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground made a dull sound, and he put his hands on his waist in a heroic manner, as if he wanted to control everything around him.

Then, he yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice as loud as a bell: "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have been so scared! We are all family, it's just a false alarm!"

As he shouted, a smile bloomed on his face, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed a sense of unruliness. His originally sharp and fierce eyes were now full of joy and relief, as if the tension just now was just an insignificant episode.

Jin Caocao frowned, and her originally lively eyes were instantly covered with a layer of frost. The cold aura emanating from her body seemed to be able to freeze the air around her.

She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and snorted coldly from her nose. Although the snort was light, it seemed to contain ice, instantly sending chills down the spines of everyone present.

At the same time, she raised her wrist slightly, and waved her slender hand in the air casually yet gracefully.

In an instant, Xiluo Lock shot out from her sleeves like an awakened ancient ferocious beast, creating a dazzling light and shadow in the air.

This light and shadow was like a meteor streaking across the sky, fleeting yet extremely dazzling. Immediately afterwards, the Xiluo locks tightly wrapped around the Ancestor Devourer like a group of agile yet deadly snakes.

Each circle was so tightly wrapped that the hands and feet of the Ancestor were bound tightly, unable to move at all, and even struggling seemed extremely difficult.

"What kind of person are you? You are so incapable of doing anything good that you often cause trouble!" Jin Caocao spoke with a clear and pleasant voice, but at this moment it was filled with a bone-chilling chill. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, with a strong sense of disgust and disdain, like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the heart of the ancestor.

The Ancestor Shi was so frightened by this sudden change that his originally dark face instantly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

His eyes were wide open, filled with horror and disbelief.

Beads of sweat the size of beans emerged from his forehead and temples, like a flood that broke through a dam, rolling down his cheeks that were distorted by extreme fear, and in the blink of an eye, they wet a large area of ​​his clothes on his chest.

He used all his strength to desperately twist his bound body. His body seemed so small and helpless under the entanglement of the Xiluo Lock.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding! If I hadn't led them to Huoxi Mountain, how could such a wonderful change have occurred? Let me go!"

His crying voice echoed in the empty space, and every echo was mixed with his despair and pleading.

Jin Caocao seemed not to hear anything. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings, but she did not show any mercy to the Ancestor Devourer.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of condescending indifference, as if the struggling and screaming ancestor in front of her was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death under her feet and was not worth mentioning.

She flicked her sleeves gently, her movements as light as petals dancing in the wind, yet with an innate pride.

Afterwards, she walked away with light lotus steps, gracefully and calmly, leaving everyone with only a lonely and cold back, as if all the troubles in this world had nothing to do with her.

"Hey, hey!" Upon seeing this, Shi Zu became extremely anxious and called out hurriedly, but Jin Caocao seemed to be immersed in his own world, turning a deaf ear to his calls. He walked farther and farther away without stopping at all, until his figure gradually blurred in everyone's sight and disappeared.

When Jin Dede saw his sister Jin Caocao behaving so abnormally, he gasped in shock and his heart suddenly felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

His pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were full of shock and confusion, his mouth slightly opened, but he couldn't speak for a long time, and his mind kept thinking: What happened to my sister? What happened?

Jin Mianxi and Qu Min were secretly shocked when they saw Jin Caocao's actions.

They looked at each other subconsciously and saw the same astonishment in each other's eyes.

The two men's bodies tensed up instantly, their muscles as taut as a drawn bowstring, as if they were ready to deal with unknown danger at any time. Their feet also moved slightly, as if they were ready to withdraw or step forward to respond at any time.

Huan Yan also put away her usual gentle expression at this moment, and her eyes were fixed on the figures of her husband and Qu Min who were leaning against each other.

It was as if a huge rock was thrown into her heart, stirring up turbulent waves. A variety of emotions, such as sour, bitter and spicy, intertwined and surged, among which the jealousy was surging and almost swallowed her.

Her lips were unconsciously pursed into a stiff line, the corners of her mouth turned down slightly, and a fleeting but chilling resentment flashed in her eyes. That resentment was like a poison needle hidden in the dark, sharp and dangerous.

She clenched her hands involuntarily, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving noticeable white marks. However, the anger in her heart made her unaware of the pain in her palms. Her mind was filled with intimate scenes of her husband and Qu Min. Jealousy and anger burned in her heart, almost devouring her reason.