Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Boom - boom -"

Terrifying thunder exploded in the dark night sky, and heavy rain poured down outside, washing away the bumpy playground of the resettlement center and splashing mud and water on the ground.

Yan Ting was lying on the bed semi-consciously, with many pictures flashing through her mind. She watched from the perspective of a bystander, and seemed to have a feeling in her heart. Today should be her real birthday, right?

A large amount of information entered her mind, making her face pale and cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Suddenly, as if she realized that she couldn't accept so much information, some memories reluctantly faded away, leaving only a few important memories.

In the end, the memory stayed on a withered old face.

"Ho--" She suddenly woke up from her memory, and the cold air around her made her hair stand on end.

"Crack--boom--"

Lightning struck outside the window again, followed closely by thunder.

Lightning flashed through the window, illuminating the dark room for a moment, and a black shadow quickly jumped towards her.

Yan Ting pressed the notification button next to the bed with one hand, and a sharp long knife quickly appeared with the other hand. Without saying a word, she waved the hand that came over.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

The shrill sound echoed throughout the entire accommodation building.

"Rumble--" The thunder sounded again, as if it was covering up Yan Ting, and the loud screams of the future people were suppressed.

People who came after hearing the alarm couldn't help but feel timid when they saw the lightning that seemed to split the sky and the thunder that seemed to explode the sky.

Blood splashed on her face, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings, but Yan Ting was extremely calm in her heart.

She looked at the person in front of her, and she didn't know whether she was too angry or regretful.

"...Huang Jing."

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! Only I can break the curse I placed!" Huang Jing held his severed hand tightly. When he heard Yan Ting accurately call his name, the fear in his heart reached its peak in an instant.

Damn it! He was obviously almost successful, so why did he fall short!

Huang Jinghen's eyes turned red.

"Am I not treating you well..."

Yan Ting seemed to be asking him as well as herself.

More than two hundred years ago, Huang Jing was the last person capable of cultivating in the Age of Ending Dharma. She had just developed spiritual wisdom at that time and was curious to know how far he could reach in such an era, so she gave him a little attention. Who would have thought that he would inadvertently let him know about his existence...

Curiosity can be dangerous.

She almost failed at this step.

The story is ridiculous. She made Huang Jing's path a lot smoother, but Huang Jing's reward for her was that after learning that he could not ascend, he intended to take her place.

But how could he, a monk who couldn't even survive the heavenly calamity, plot to get her? When he had such thoughts, she knew his intentions.

But after all, she underestimated the greed and willingness in his heart.

He actually used his own cultivation and secret treasure as a formation to cause more than thirty years of human disasters...

"If you are really good to me, then you will die! Give me your position!" Seeing her lost in memories, Huang Jing sneered in his heart, with a fierce look in his eyes, a dagger with an ominous black light appeared in his hand, and he charged again She stabbed.

"clang--"

"Pfft——" The blade penetrated Huang Jing's chest.

The dagger he was holding was still half an arm's length away from Yan Ting, but he couldn't get any further.

"You -" Huang Jing looked at the long knife that pierced his chest, and then looked at Yan Ting, his eyes full of disbelief.

"You are indeed right. If there is a big disaster in the world, it is a disaster that has a cause and effect with me. I can't just sit idly by and do nothing. So, I came down as you wished..."

Yan Ting's eyes were cold, "But if you want to kill me or replace me, you may be living in your own dream!"

"Do you really think I'm the trash in the novel who can be chopped apart by the so-called son of destiny?"

"Curse..." Huang Jing stared with dissatisfaction.

Yan Ting: "Even gods don't overestimate themselves. I didn't expect you, a mortal, to think so highly of yourself?"

Listening lazily to his useless nonsense, Yan Ting turned the long sword in her hand and directly smashed his heart veins.

A black light escaped from Huang Jing's body, trying to rush out of the room in the dark night. The next second, Yan Ting reached out and grasped it. With a strong force, the black light dissipated in the air like powder, and a faint sound could be heard. A miserable cry.

When Ke Shan arrived with his people, he saw the female murderer holding a long knife in the dark night.

"You-" Ke Shan had never felt such a strong sense of oppression, causing them to lower their heads subconsciously.

However, this feeling dissipated quickly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as the other person sat down.

The light in the room was turned on, and the sight was filled with blood.

Seeing that the person on the ground was still holding a black dagger, Ke Shan frowned slightly, then moved away, looked at Yan Ting who was a little different from before, and asked worriedly: "You are not injured, are you?"

Maybe it was the first time I killed someone, and I felt uneasy. I had to talk to Gao Wei later and ask her to find a psychiatrist to look at... If there is still such a profession now...

His thoughts immediately ran away. Ke Shan shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and said, "I'll have someone come in and clean it up."

Yan Ting nodded.

Ke Shan immediately asked someone to come in, and then said to Yan Ting: "Let's change places first."

Yan Ting looked at the body on the ground and said, "Take the dagger and let's go to the villa together."

A safe place for her.

Ke Shan didn't know why, but he still did as he was told, and picked up the dagger casually. The cold dagger made him throw it out subconsciously.

"Ding-ding-" the dagger made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

Ke Shan was stunned and immediately knew that this dagger was different. After thinking about it, he took off his coat and wrapped it up in his clothes.

Under the eaves, Yan Ting placed the long knife in the heavy rain and let the rain wash away the blood on the knife. Then Yan Ting got into the waiting car.

The villa she mentioned was the place where "Yangmei" was located. Ke Shan got into the car with the clothes wrapped in the dagger and reported the address of the villa area to the driver.

The car drove quickly towards the villa area in the rain.

……

Qianghua opened the door, and outside the door were two people like drowned rats - Yan Ting and Ke Shan.

Yan Ting said, "Give Yang Mei the dagger."

After saying that, she walked directly towards the guest room where she lived before.

Ke Shan handed the clothes in his hand to Qianghua, "This dagger is biting with ice, so you have to hold it through something."

Qianghua: "..."

Reaching out to take it, she asked, "What happened?"

Ever since Yan Ting showed her magical special ability in front of him and Gao Wei Xiazhou, her safety has become a top priority.

And Yang Mei, who reassured Yan Ting... Thinking of the promised land, Ke Shan actually already had the answer in his heart...

"That's it..." He told everything he knew.

Qianghua took Ke Shan to another guest room, "I understand, you wash up first."

Ke Shan nodded and then entered the guest room.

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