Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

The supernatural accepts the title deed.

laugh.

There were no flowers of various varieties in the basket, all of which were blood red, and red juice flowed out from under the petals, as if they had just been taken out of red paint, exuding a stench.

[Current mission regression rate: 35%. 】

It's a while.

But I didn't say anything less.

A top-notch red-clothed grade is enough for me to make a move.

I don't have a network of entangled people.

"The bad thing about you is that these two resisted the urge to stuff him into a sack. He wants to let you down."

But losing his head one after another, and losing his ghost heart, my Weng Zhen is not yet shaky.

……

"Wife."

Divorce, act?

Whether the supernatural is true or not, the ghosts in the low-end rich man's street are not the same.

"Daman, if he wants to go, I can force him, and you will pay off the million-dollar debt by yourself."

The female ghost king was very moved.

woc?

……

A little later or so.

It's just a face that suddenly became resentful.

Secretary in two senses.

The face of the big boy in the flower basket brightened, and a sultry voice came: "Brother, he must go back on his word. You liar will be rewarded."

"very touching."

Lingyi stuffed the older child into the soul-binding bag.

The air was shaking, and a slightly weird voice came out, obviously asking, but it seemed to be very malicious, with a hint of banter.

Sudden.

Each flower represents the next method of dismemberment by its owner.

Lingyi took a look.

then.

Compared with the peak period I have seen, the income is less than [-]%.

Supernatural turned his head.

Then I saw the two human beings pick off my head, and then ran towards me, at a very slow speed, and jumped a hundred meters away.

Weng Zhen looked.

You lied to your husband.

Hear the sound.

Lingyi smiled.

The female ghost king spoke.

That revenge, I may be revenge.

It wasn't until Weng Zhen's figure appeared at the end of my sight that I made a terribly shrill voice:

Once this matter gets out, your husband will die.

What else did the flower basket boy want to say.

Lingyi shook his head.

If you don't think about it.

Dim living room.

My law of killing has not yet been triggered.

[Red Rose: @阴罗王本争, little guy help. 】

Half a step to the Red Clothes class.

The big boy in the flower basket pondered for a while, and said with a sinister smile: "Brother, you know that, acting separately is not the same thing, two or several people go to retreat at the same time."

Flower Basket Big Boy:? ? ?

Rather, it decreases exponentially.

The woman glanced at Shen Jian without leaving any traces, and said in a hurry: "Maybe it's because I just got a massage and was blown by the cold wind. I feel a little uncomfortable, so I want to find some warmer clothes. Besides, there are guests here, so I will look more dignified." .”

And this human being, his own strength is negligible.

Zhou Ya's face froze, and her eyes tightened the collar of her neck in a panic. Thanks to the fact that the light in the living room was not turned on, otherwise this guilty look would definitely be seen.

A gloomy, high-pitched grin echoed.

Lingyi looked back.

[Hidden task: Help the bloody paper tie shop to restore its peak. 】

Eerie and eerie.

The big kids in the flower basket were stunned.

It is too simple to ask a few ghost kings to help me.

It does matter, I just need to invite a few less ghost kings, and Zhou Ya with the weird wind chime can't be resolved.

Unless it is a small Zhou Ya dungeon with an owner, what humans can inherit in the game will always exceed the owner of the dungeon.

After leaving the villa, Lingyi looked back at the villa covered by the white curtain, with a strange smile on his face.

into a panic.

Although the scarlet paper-making shop has the smallest reputation today, it is still the number one paper-making shop in Donglin District, but it is limited to this.

Howling all the way down.

dog human.

I have no emotion.

Before going back, the guy jumped up.

Flower Basket Big Boy:! ! !

Thinking room.

The smile of the big boy in the flower basket is even more pervasive.

The big flower basket child carried the flower basket and ran staggeringly.

Under the neck, behind the collarbone, a few bad strawberry prints are conspicuous.

I thought of the envoy of the Fallen Angel Organization, the player whose ID is [Yan Luo Wang].

Grave ghost?

Get up and leave.

Give back your head!

Just be careful and you will meet a half-step red-clothed one.

The smile is like a spring breeze.

Weng Zhen stopped completely.

"Ahh, your head, he will return your head."

"Silly boy, why did my brother lie to him? The meaning of splitting up is obviously that."

In the darkness of seven or eight meters away, a big child with a basket came towards him.

The slender neck was exposed.

first timing.

The big kid in the flower basket only felt that his head was heavy.

It's just that these two have to pay for the account, but only pushed the reduction rate of the hidden mission to 35%, and also learned the secret of the scarlet paper figurine's fake account.

Until the ghost left.

[Yan Luowang himself: You? 】

A line of chat interface is displayed behind the ghost face.

The demeanor of a famous teacher.

His face was melancholy.

"Brother quizzes him, and if he answers correctly, brother will buy all those flowers."

But the two ghost weapons in my hands are quite weird, and even I, the ghost king, can help them.

Lingyi speeded up.

Seeing his wife go to the bathroom, the female ghost king became suspicious.

Fall straight up.

"That is the imprint that he has washed clean all his life."

Shen Jian showed a weak smile: "It does matter, husband, are you an assistant? In fact, what you do in the factory is not as good as an assistant. You started with these two, let alone you are his wife. That is your joint debt, and you naturally have to bear it with him."

"Want to buy flowers? You don't have the freshest flowers there."

wrong?

[Red Rose: Fortunately, Yan Luo Wang accepted the task of the blood-colored paper figurine by coincidence, and told you to ask for debts. Only tomb ghosts are at the red-clothed level. After much deliberation, you decided to take on the task. 】

[Red Rose: You can still hold on for a while, but you have persisted for a long time, little guy, it’s really life-saving. 】

An older child's voice sounded from behind Lingyi.

Eight o'clock in the morning is not the time for the funeral parlor to wake up.

The big boy in the flower basket let out a sinister smile that he was looking for:

The arm that was parasitized by Ying Gui turned into the most perfect patchwork in the world. Zhou Ya, Weng Zhen put his hand into the chest of the big boy in the flower basket. It didn't bleed, but it seemed to have entered the water.

I saw the trickiness in it.

The stamens of individual petals are also mixed with the flesh and blood of some kind of creature.

Lingyi glanced at the time.

A voice came faintly: "Dog and human, take your head."

Patted the older boy's face with his palm, "It's so late and still selling flowers, can he get up and leave school early tomorrow?"

Lingyi believes that there is no player colluding with the bloody paper man.

last moment.

If you say it out of your heart, it is really superficial.

Didn't I expect that human being to be so despicable and snatch my head away.

Why did he say he was leading the charge?

It's bad, and it will be solved once and for all tonight.

In the chat interface, Red Rose slowly explained the cause and effect.

The famous ghost king is the little stone in his heart.