I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

Happened, what happened?

Yoshino Sanjiro lay on the ground, looking up blankly at the trees less than six or seven meters in front of him...

Due to the excessive physical strength and the numbness of his legs from running, it took three or four breaths for Yoshino Sanjiro to feel the pain coming from his hind legs.

But at this moment, what frightened him more than the dagger piercing his thigh was the fear that when he turned around, he would see the monster wearing a blue feather fabric standing behind him.

But everything had to be faced eventually. He opened his eyes wide, trembling all over, and looked back bit by bit, only to find that there was nothing behind him, and there was no one.

At this time, black clouds floated in the sky, blocking the moonlight. The already dark night made it even more difficult to see, but Yoshino Sanjiro still saw the monster wearing a blue feather fabric.

The young man was standing nearly two hundred meters away, looking at him from a distance and waving his hands as if to say hello to him.

He is still two, two hundred meters away from me!

still have a chance!

Yoshino Sanjiro was ecstatic. Looking at the tree about six meters in front of him, he became happy again.

in time!

There must be time!

He used both hands together, not caring about the wounds on his hands, nor the dagger on his thighs. He used his limbs together, letting the wounds rub against the ground, and he was getting closer to the tree that represented life.

Five meters......

four meters......

Two meters!

The monster's footsteps came from behind, approaching step by step.

one meter!

Yoshino Sanjiro's eyes burst out with joy, and at the same time, the footsteps behind him seemed to echo in his ears.

However, he threw forward with all his strength, and the wound on his wrist had been rubbed on the ground until it festered. However, he still tried hard to reach out his hand, and finally succeeded in touching the tree of hope.

Live, survive!

I survived!

Yoshino Sanjiro twitched, but his mouth widened, a smile appeared on his pale face, and there were even two tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Pop, pop, pop.

Zhuo Yue walked over with a smile on his face and applauded.

"Congratulations, sir, you can't believe that you run quite fast."

Yoshino Sanjiro climbed forward two more steps, leaned against the trees, and looked at the blue-eyed monster, "I, I won! I won! You can't kill me!"

"nature."

Zhuo Yue nodded, "My lord is the winner of the game, and the winner can naturally survive."

Yoshino Sanjiro finally showed a smile that was about to survive the disaster, but the next moment, Gou Yue grinned, "But a bastard like me never follows the rules of the game."

"what do you mean?!"

The smile on the poor fat figure under the tree froze instantly, and he stared blankly at Yu Yue.

The young man tilted his head, and the smile on his face became more wanton. "It means that I never thought of letting you go from the beginning. I was just playing tricks on you."

At this moment, Yoshino Sanjiro collapsed. Tears burst out of his eyes instantly, and snot flowed from his nose. His face was ferocious, like an ugly ghost, "Asshole! I will never let you go even if I am a ghost! Damn monster! Scum! I curse. You!"

Then, the black cloud in the sky floated away, revealing the full moon that filled the earth with silver light. The young man happened to have his back to the moon. Because of the light, the poor guy couldn't see the face of his enemy clearly. I just saw a pair of eyes with flowing blue light and a wild and wanton smile.

At this moment, he understood everything.

That's right, this kid is a scarlet ghost than that! And scary, crazy, neurotic monsters!

He is playing with the prey between his palms like a cat!

"I'm sorry, I'm just a scumbag."

Finally, the monster's joking voice came to my ears, and then I saw it holding the dagger and stabbing me fiercely.

The dagger pierced his throat, Yoshino Sanjiro's eyes widened angrily, and he wanted to continue cursing the devil, but he could no longer utter any sound.

Me, am I still going to die...

Zhuo Yue looked at the pitiful figure until he finally lost his breath. There was also ferociousness and unwillingness on his face. He laughed twice, then looked at the soul that slowly emerged, "I forgot to tell you, even if you become a ghost, You will be swallowed by me again."

After the vortex, Zhuo Yue swallowed the spiritual core. After experiencing a special experience of being killed by himself, his spiritual power increased from 13/16 to 14/17.

The young man frowned. An adult's spiritual core can provide at least two or three points of spiritual power. Why did it suddenly drop so much?

Is it because a certain limit has been reached?

Zhuo Yue thought about it again, put down the matter first, and looked at the police station in the distance. At this time, no patrol arrived, so he looked at the man who was still staring at death under the tree, "Sir, I can borrow some blood and write A few words."

A moment later, under the tree in front of the police station, there was only a mutilated corpse and a few huge words "Red Ghost" written in blood.

The young man, wearing a blue feathered fabric, looked back at the mess at the scene. He grinned slightly, the light in his blue eyes turned slightly, and he slowly looked in a certain direction.

Onorou was lying on the tatami at this time. Although it was late at night, he still didn't fall asleep, thinking about what happened the night before.

He felt a little sorry for Dong Aihong's death. After all, she was a woman with an excellent figure and appearance.

That Yoshino Sanjiro looks like he belongs to a big family, and he has such a terrifying scar on his face. He is not easy to mess with at first glance, and he has so many subordinates, so he must be a big shot.

That is something you must not offend!

Even if the other party makes any requests, you must do your best to satisfy them!

Even if he wants to sleep with the woman who belongs to him... it's not impossible, as long as he doesn't annoy that person.

But in the end, Dong Aihong didn't know what to do, resisted like crazy, and was killed in the end, which was a pity.

But it also made Xiao Yelang even more fortunate. If he hadn't catered to that adult from the beginning, I'm afraid two people would have died!

But it didn't matter, fortunately, afterward, I found a piece of paper in the flow house with the detailed production process of those dishes written on it.

It must have been written down by Dong Aihong when she was not yet proficient in it, because she was worried that she would forget it.

Damn woman, she kept it secret from herself for so long!

When such thoughts appeared in my mind, the pity quickly disappeared.

A worthy death!

With this thought in mind, he took out the paper full of cooking methods from under his pillow, and began to look at it carefully under the moonlight outside the window.

He has already released the news today that he will continue to sell that kind of braised noodles tomorrow. Just because Dong Aihong died, Liuwu will definitely not exist anymore, so Liuwu's daily overcrowded customer flow must also be caused by his Onoya is here to take over!