my evil sister-in-law

Chapter 110 Four A Lot of Trash

After resting for a while, I let the devourer spit out the furniture I bought, and then set it up as it was.

"The bed is so heavy, it seems to be really made of rosewood." I lifted the bed with all my strength, and walked towards the bedroom with my arms, the muscles on my arms were tense due to the force.

"Red sandalwood? Hahaha..." The Devourer showed a mocking look, turned around on the ground, and smiled with his mouth covered.

"That is obviously the most worthless black flower and tree. I don't know if I was cheated, poor master." Binglong sighed long.

Bang, the head of the bed hit the door, my head hit the bed, and a big bag came out.

The head of the bed was too big, and the door was too small, so I couldn't get in. After a while, I was sweating profusely.

"What are you two laughing at?" I yelled angrily, "Come here and help me."

"It's very simple, I can kick it in with one kick." Binglong laughed.

"Why use feet, I can use hands." Devourer retorted.

"Stop arguing, if you keep arguing, I'll seal you up." I said with a smirk, "Hurry up and get the bed in."

With the help of the Ice Dragon and the Devourer, the bed was finally tucked in, and I let out a sigh of relief.

After I arranged the furniture such as the bed and sofa, it finally looked like home.

"I'm so tired." I wiped my sweat, sat down on the sofa, took a glass of cold water, added a little rock sugar, and drank it.

The Devourer looked around, moving slowly on the ground with his short legs, leisurely, which made me a little annoyed.

I grabbed my wallet, put it on the sofa, and asked, "You swallowed my original furniture, are they still there?"

The devourer turned his eyes and said, "It should still be there, everything I swallowed is there."

"Then spit it out and see, I'll see if it still works." I ordered.Now the living room only has sofas and coffee tables, which are still a bit empty. If the original things can still be used, I don’t need to buy them again.

"Okay, master, wait a minute." The Devourer closed his eyes and said, "There are too many things in it. I want to see where they are stored. I hope they haven't been compressed and refined by me."

I heard Wallet said that when the contents of his stomach accumulate to a certain level, he will compress all the garbage and extract the materials that can make soul crystals.

"It's better not compressed, otherwise, hum..." I sneered.

"Found it." A few minutes later, the Devourer said in surprise, his stomach moved, his mouth opened, like running water, he swallowed countless rubbish, and instantly piled up into a hill in the living room. The scale is still expanding.

"Okay, stop now," I yelled, dodging furniture rolling down the hill.

Crash, a TV rolled down from the top of the mountain and hit me on top of my head.

Seeing that I couldn't dodge it, I bent down and grabbed a table and smashed it on the TV. With a bang, the TV flew out like a pinball.

The Devourer stopped vomiting, and the furniture hill stopped expanding.

(Update five chapters today, this is the first update, please recommend tickets.)