Chapter 725: Spell, Staff

Zhu Xiaowei said this as her eyes scanned the apartment again, a shiver running down her spine.She never imagined that so many hidden cameras had been installed in her home, exposing the privacy of th..."Study hard and seriously, and in the future I can make a promise to you."

Raphael suddenly spoke in a serious and solemn tone.

Joe Bao'er felt very uncomfortable, "Who wants your promise." She was a little awkward.

"For example, if your husband cheats on you in the future, I can step in as your brother-in-law to help you clean up after him." Raphael said seriously.

When Qiao Bao'er heard him say "brother-in-law," she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

Raphael was actually using the family card on her. Qiao Bao'er didn't know how to respond, so she casually said, "If my husband cheats, I won't bother you. I'll castrate him myself."

Raphael saw that she wouldn't budge, and he tightened his grip on the rattan stick in his hand, wishing he could give her another lash.

"... Just help me this once, and I promise to safely get you off this island."

"Repeat this spell carefully after me."

Jo Bao'er noticed his brows furrowed, indicating he was starting to lose patience. Seeing the situation, she knew when to stop and quickly agreed, "I'll cooperate and help you with your business, but you have to safely get us off the island, and you need to ensure Tang Yu is unharmed as well."

"Okay."

Rafael agreed readily, urging, "Now you study hard."

"Are you doing all this, working so hard, for your mother"

"Are you and your mother very close What is she like Is she very kind"

Jo Baoer saw that he was in a good mood now and took the opportunity to ask him a few questions, “If things work out, after you send us away from the island, will you replace the leader Are you going to start a rebellion”

Let me state this upfront: if you're planning a rebellion, an attempt to usurp the throne, that's your business. Don't drag us into it. Junzhumu and the others wouldn't want any part of it.

Raphael listened to her rambling, his temples throbbing.

Qiao Baoer still kindly suggested, "Why don't you leave this island too You don't like it anyway. Take your mother and leave with us. The outside world is vast and boundless. With your intelligence, it would be easy for you to make a name for yourself out there..."

"Quiet down!"

Raphael's face darkened, instantly reverting to his satanic demonic nature. The vine in his hand lashed out at her with a vicious crack.

Chou Di Qiao Bao Er stomped her feet and cried out, "What are you doing You just hit me for no reason!" Painfully she wailed.

Rafael swung the staff in his hand, whipping it against a tree with force. "Sit down for me! Sit straight! Pay attention!"

Qiao Bao'er was so scared that she immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, her spine straight like a primary school student in class, her eyes fixed ahead, not daring to have any crooked thoughts.

If Raphael were a teacher, he'd definitely be a devilish one.

"Study hard, follow me and recite. If you get it wrong, I'll give you a smack."

"You can't do that, I have no idea what volume you are reading the "mo ne mo ne" at. It's even harder to distinguish than the language of wild natives! I won't!"

Jo Bao'er had just opened her mouth to protest when Raphael responded with a cold and merciless expression. The whip in his right hand lashed out again, *pa* , striking her fair and delicate thigh. This kind of rattan whip didn't draw blood, but it left internal injuries, which were excruciatingly painful.

< Qiao Bao'er pain the face grimace. >

Raphael continued to read the ancient glyphs, Qiao Bao'er listening and repeating after him.

However, Qiao Bao'er didn't know what she was saying herself. All she knew was that the rattan whip hurt like hell, and she cried out in pain again and again.

"Don't hit me, I will fight back."

"Ouch, that hurts! I can't read anymore!"

"Wait a moment, wait a moment... Read slowly, I'm almost getting it. Don't whip me, oh it hurts—"

I'm going to be beaten again.

Even Count Blackcat, squatting beside her, couldn't help but sigh. He turned his rear end towards her, unable to bear the sight.

As the wielder of the staff, his talent is so pathetic.

Qiao Bao'er's ancient incantations haven't been learned yet, her whole body is covered in bruises from beatings. It's really pitiful.

Rafael drew her so much that his hand was tired.

The two glared at each other.

"You won't get away with this!"

Jo Baoer simply acted like a pig that fears no boiling water.

"I'm starving, I feel dizzy and my head is pounding. I need to eat something, I want meat!" she demanded with conviction.

Raphael was fuming.

He once fantasized that he might have one or two siblings, after all his father was a notorious womanizer with countless women around him. But he never imagined that his half-blood siblings could be this dumb.

He beat her until his hands ached, yet she still dared to stand up straight and demand so much.

Raphael grew up under this kind of strict, iron-fisted education. He knew that to get beaten less, he had to obey and do things perfectly.

While his cheap little sister, things didn't go well and she dared to make so many demands righteously, it was simply looking for death.

Raphael's eyes were dark and cold, he walked towards her step by step. Qiao Baoer felt the danger, "What do you want Don't come any closer."

"I really need to study hard, it's so difficult... I'm almost getting it, please don't hit me anymore, it hurts."

Qiao Baoer kept explaining, retreating cautiously.

Raphael gave her a strange smile, remained silent, and tossed the braided vine from his right hand onto the ground. Then, he drew out a gleaming black pistol from his waist, pointing it directly at her.

Qiao Baoer instantly felt like she was facing a great enemy. She knew this man was unpredictable, and any talk of sibling affection was false. His eyes... he really would kill her.

"I, I will study hard, I will read it, Mo ni mo ke mo luo sha ke... No, that's not right. I, I will read it again,"

Qiao Bao'er nervously opened her mouth to chant, retreating constantly until her back hit a large tree.

Raphael stared coldly and emotionlessly, his gun aimed directly at her. With a deafening bang, the bullet whizzed past her head, lodging itself in a nearby tree trunk. Jo Bao'er trembled, her legs turning to jelly as fear gripped her mind, leaving her feeling utterly blank.

She trembled, "You, you put the gun down first!"

But Raphael remained silent, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he raised the gun again, this time aiming for Qiao Baobao's brow.

qiao Bao'er endured her body trembling, forcing her brain to focus intensely, her voice quivering as she spoke, "I, I recite... Mo ne mo sha mo lo sha de yin ke..."

Just then, a powerful invisible force surged towards them from afar.

A golden scepter, 1.7 meters long and inlaid with rubies, appeared majestically.

Neither Raphael nor Count Black had time to react, as the staff was already tightly gripped in Qiao Bao'er's right hand. The ruby at the top of the staff burst forth with a dazzling crimson light.

Dizzying, radiant.

And the elder at the distant camp were all shocked, "What in the world happened"afraid the map is gone.""How could it be gone, I can't eat it." Qiao Baoer mumbled, reluctantly getting into the car with her.A crow's mouth, what it says won't come to pass."It's impossible, I rememb...