The villain does one good thing every day

Just as the howling of the wolf stopped, someone knocked on the door.

Boom, boom, and then a young man's voice: "Excuse me, is anyone home?"

Hong Lu smiled, then turned to look at Ling Xing: "Show yourself, it's like paying the rent."

Ling Xing glanced at her, but said nothing, Hong Lu nodded, Shi Dao fumbled to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a whirlwind rushed in, and things in the room flew around. There was a loud bang, and the door was suddenly closed again.

The wind swirled in the room, wrapping everyone in the middle, and suddenly stretched out many knives in the wind, piercing the people in the middle, and heard the young man laugh wildly: "This is too easy..."

Yan Laixing watched himself gradually leave the ground, the wind wrapped him and locked him, the knife protruding from the wind blade was thin and dense, it was impossible to dodge, damn it, he even threw his own sword out.

Suddenly there was a flash of light, and he looked again. He had already landed on the ground, and everything in the room seemed to have not moved at all. Everyone was in their original positions, and everything was as it was before the door was opened. Only the young man was wrapped in the wind.

The young man was even more terrified than him, he stared around and said, "What... what's going on?"

The red pupil of Ling Xing's left eye has a black spell on it.

The young man stared at Ling Xing, swallowed dryly, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...can you open the enchantment with one eye?"

Everyone looked at Ling Xing together, even Hong Lu and Shi Dao were extremely surprised. In their eyes, Ling Xing suddenly seemed very unpredictable.

Ling Xing was still sitting in her seat, looked up impatiently: "Isn't this nonsense?"

So the inscrutable atmosphere just now disappeared.

Yu Yao turned her head, kid.

Ling Xing stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and the young man was crushed and exploded in the wind, blood splashing all over the ground.Unexpectedly, everyone who came out was startled, the young man was pinched until his bones were broken, leaving only minced flesh and blood, which spilled all over the floor.

Lin Wuyang turned his head and vomited when he saw it.

Hong Lu frowned: "I hate it, don't forget to sweep the floor."

Quan Wuyong froze in place, not knowing who to be more afraid of for a moment, he turned his head stiffly to look at Hong Lu and Ling Xing: "This... such a thing... all night?"

Hong Lu stood up and patted the table: "Stop talking nonsense, let's talk first, who will sweep the floor for me?"

Ling Xing frowned and looked at her: "None of my business."

Everyone: "?"

But Hong Lu didn't care about him, probably because she had seen it before, she pointed at Lin Wuyang: "You are the weakest, you sweep."

Lin Wuyang struggled to stand up, but before he could stand up, he lay down and continued to vomit: "I am willing...but I can't get up..."

Quan Wuyong was still trembling: "I am willing too, my legs will be able to move immediately...give me... a little time."

Yan Laixing stared at the blood all over the ground, and suddenly remembered that he had died on the side of Nanling and worshiped his brother Xu Pingdao, and was in a daze: "Brother Xu...you died so badly...thinking about it, it was such a night ..."

Shi Dao hid behind Hong Lu: "I can't, I'm dizzy...I'm sorry..."

Hong Lu rolled her eyes: "Even one of them is useless."

After all, she looked at Yu Yao.

Yu Yao: "..."

Damn it, Yu Yao, who was the number one fighter in Tiangong, angrily went to get the mop and started mopping the floor, not only cleaning up the blood, but also cleaning up Lin Wuyang's vomit.

While cleaning up, Yu Yao asked, "If you are the second, is Ling Xing the number one here?"

Hong Lu tidied her hair, and looked at Yu Yao: "How is it possible? This is Xiaosha Land, not the real Yama Realm. We are only the second in this place, that Ling Xing - if this person really Yes, it is number one in Yama Realm."

Yu Yao glanced at Ling Xing, but she didn't expect that Ling Xing was also staring at him mopping the floor, she didn't turn her eyes away, but it didn't look like she was looking at herself.

Yu Yao wanted to say something, but just as he was about to get close to Ling Xing, Ling Xing suddenly stood up: "I'm going out for a walk."

Everyone was surprised: "Where are you going?" "It's dangerous." "You're crazy."

Hong Lu was not afraid: "Go, go, there is nothing you can do if you die outside."

Ling Xing walked to Yu Yao's side and grabbed his arm: "Come with me."

Yu Yao looked at Ling Xing, her eyes were full of danger.

Yu Yao said, "Okay."

Ling Xing seemed surprised.

Quan Wuyong pulled the corner of La Yuyao's clothes worriedly: "Senior brother?"

Yu Yao turned her head and smiled: "It's okay."

But Hong Lu crossed her arms unhappily: "Ha, you left, leave these three people here with me, and we still have to protect them? What good do we have?"

Ling Xing waved his hands impatiently: "It's okay to leave them alone."

After all, let's go.

Yu Yao reached out and grabbed Ling Xing's clothes: "I'll go with you, but they have nothing to do."

Quan Wuyong and Yan Laixing felt that something was strange. The atmosphere between Yu Yao and Ling Xing was no longer a matter of good relationship. They always felt that Ling Xing was very dangerous now.

Ling Xing stared at Yu Yao and stared at each other, as if no one else existed.

For a long time, Ling Xing looked at Hong Lu: "You protect them, and I will help you kill that No. [-]."

Hong Lu laughed: "Deal."

Ling Xing stretched out her hand towards her, and a black thread crawled over Hong Lu's body.

Ling Xing walked to the door, opened it, turned to look at Yu Yao: "Please."

This is the etiquette and respect that Yu Yao once wanted, but this time the situation is very different.

As Yu Yao walked out, he also understood that Ling Xing was going to take him out and kill him.

It's finally time for a showdown, Yu Yao thought, it's still here.

***

There was no one on the street.

Yu Yao followed Ling Xing. He wanted to speak and explain, but he also understood that Ling Xing had to allow it.

Ling Xing walked in front of him, his figure looked very lonely under the blood-red moon, walking on the quiet road, like a returning man going nowhere, but his footsteps were so firm.With such firm steps forward, but he couldn't go anywhere, Yu Yao looked at him with a strange sympathy.

Finally, Ling Xing stopped, in the middle of the street, and turned to look at him.Tonight's massacre night seemed to mean nothing to Ling Xing. He stopped in the middle of the road, letting the beasts roar in the sky, and all kinds of screams came from the surrounding houses.He stared at Yu Yao.

This is a cold expression that has never been seen before.

Ling Xing looked at him: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Yu Yao smiled: "Speaking of which, you really respect other people's opinions in terms of sending people to die. You are not the first to ask me."

Ling Xing looked at him indifferently and didn't speak.

Yu Yao said: "You won't believe what I say."

Ling Xing looked at him: "Di Yan can't make mistakes."

Yu Yao glanced at him helplessly, she had a lot to say, but Ling Xing would not listen, Ling Xing had been deceived by Quan Wuyong for a long time, and would not believe anything.

Yu Yao lowered his head and clenched his fists. It felt like he was waiting to die. He no longer had the strength.

Ling Xing looked at him very patiently.

Yu Yao made up her mind: "I have a wish."

"North Sea?"

Yu Yao nodded: "Please."

Ling Xing looked at his firm eyes, as if she could see into the sincerity of the soul.

Ling Xing finally nodded: "OK, leave it to me."

Yu Yao took a step back, opened her arms, and smiled brightly: "It's up to you."

Ling Xing looked at him like looking at the rising sun in the dark night, even though it was a bloody moon night, and even though the black crows were crowing, Yu Yao had a bright smile.

Ling Xing still stretched out her hand, formed a long sword, and reached Yu Yao's throat.

Yu Yao looked at him, and handed over Beihai to him with eyes full of trust, believing that Ling Xing would fulfill his wish, because he agreed.

Ling Xing's sword touched Yu Yao's skin, piercing a hole, Ling Xing said: "Close your eyes."

Yu Yao looked at him and smiled: "No, I want to see you."

Ling Xing's hand holding the hilt trembled almost imperceptibly, but then clenched the hilt tightly again, and the sword advanced a little.

Yu Yao hummed in pain, and the tip of the sword stopped suddenly.

Ling Xing stared at the blood overflowing from the tip of the sword, the blood flowed down and was swallowed by the sword, and the sword became brighter and brighter.

Yu Yao remained motionless, looking at Ling Xing.

During the stalemate, a Peng Xiao flew from the sky, with its sharp beak heading straight for Yu Yao.

Yu Yao looked up, but before she could see what Peng Xiao looked like, Ling Xing had already jumped up, kicked the bird higher than it could fly, and shot it towards the moon from a distance.

Hearing the noise, the other Peng Xiaos gathered towards them, and they gathered together above their heads. They opened their mouths to spit out fire, spewing out extremely powerful small fireballs, and smashed them densely.

Ling Xing picked up Yu Yao, jumped back, out of the range of the fireball attack, put Yu Yao on the ground, jumped up again, jumped on the back of Peng Xiao who flew the highest, stretched out his hand, and summoned Tang Liao .

So it became the massacre of Ling Xing.

Peng Xiao was cut off one by one and fell to the ground. The corpses covered the ground and accumulated thickness. In the end, Ling Xing retracted his sword, clasped his palms together, and opened his mouth to blow out a monstrous fire, burning all the Peng Xiao in the sky.

Ling Xing jumped on the ground and stood next to Yu Yao, watching Peng Xiao in the sky fall after his death, like a black rain.

Yu Yao raised his head, and a peng owl flew over his head tremblingly, and finally fell down due to exhaustion, but before that, a drop of blood fell from the top of Yu Yao's head, and was about to land on his chest. forehead.

Yu Yao stared at the drop of blood, the enlarged moon in the blood was like a red tongue protruding from the mouth of a beast.He stared at the drop of blood without moving, imagining that it must be cold when it dripped on his head.

The drop of blood fell closer and closer, Yu Yao watched it enlarge, and then watched it fall into the outstretched hand.

It was Ling Xing's hand. Ling Xing stretched out his hand and pressed it against Yu Yao's forehead. After catching the drop of blood, he wiped it on his body.

It was only then that Yu Yao realized that she was on the battlefield and had nothing to do with hurting Chunqiu's past.Seeing Ling Xing blocking him, he thanked him and asked, "Is this blood poisonous? Or will it burn?"

Ling Xing froze for a moment: "No."

Na Yu Yao was surprised, and touched his forehead: "Then why bother?"

Ling Xing also looked at her hands: "Otherwise, your face will be dirty."

After he finished speaking, the two looked at each other, feeling that the atmosphere was not right again, didn't they want to kill someone?

Ling Xing coughed and scowled again.

Yu Yao coughed and turned her head again.

The blood moon in the sky approached the ground, staring at the massacre at the beggar village.

The lanterns hanging from the houses on the street, and the Qiongsha flowers painted on them suddenly withered, and some lanterns shattered and exploded, falling to the ground. The lanterns on this street were all extinguished one by one.

Yu Yao was taken aback, and turned her head to look: "What's going on?"

"The one inside is dead."

Yu Yao looked over and saw the street where all the lanterns were extinguished: "The whole street?"

"Ah."

Yu Yao frowned. The idea of ​​all kinds of massacres happening behind the closed doors made him sick to his stomach.

Looking at Yu Yao's melancholy face, Ling Xing seemed to have forgotten that she was also meat on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered, so she had the time to feel sorry for others.Ling Xing suddenly put away the sword, threw it casually, and the sword disappeared into the air.

Yu Yao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Ling Xing turned her head and walked away: "I'm going to kill the first one, you can help if you follow."

Yu Yao became strange: "Me? Now... won't I hold you back?"

Ling Xing stopped and turned her head: "Hurry up."

Yu Yao sighed and followed.

***

When the two of them were walking on the street, did some of the red-eyed Sha jump up the street, and some fights took place right in front of the corner of the street. There was no unarmed Sha, all of them were fully armed, their eyes were red, and their hands were fierce. Fighting with bare hands after finishing spells, and even biting after fighting, there are no rules, just pure beasts.

Yu Yao looked at them and suddenly wanted to ask: "Will Honglu protect them? Can you believe it?"

"Honglu?" Ling Xing frowned, "However she protects, she can't do anything. But I cast a curse, they won't do anything to those three people."

What else did Yu Yao want to ask, Ling Xing had already stopped, standing in front of a door.

On the red lantern at the door, "One" is written.

"It's here." Ling Xing raised her foot and was about to kick it.

Yu Yao looked at the door: "Would it be better to knock first?"

Ling Xing: "..."

Yu Yao: "As you go, as you go."

So Ling Xing kicked the door open.

There happened to be an old man pouring water inside the door. He was startled by the sound of the door being kicked open with a bang. He plopped down on the ground, poured boiling water on his feet, and screamed.

Yu Yao turned to look at Ling Xing: "This one?"

Ling Xing looked at the old man: "Yes."

Just walk in.

The old man struggled to pull himself up, and coughed while beating his waist: "Old, old."

Yu Yao was still thinking about whether to give her a hand, but Ling Xing stopped him.

The old man looked up at them: "Young people nowadays are really rude." After speaking, he stood up straight.

The old man is very short, not even as high as Ling Xing's legs, with a white mustache, black and red face, wearing a short shirt, a pair of big pants, a pair of slippers, and a bun, looking lazy Terrible.

He stood up straight, with his hands behind his back, and kicked the impolite children.

Yu Yao was a little embarrassed: "What's your name?"

The old man glanced at him, not very angry: "I spilled the water, you are scared."

Yu Yao looked at the atmosphere: "Shall I wipe it for you?"

The old man jumped on the chair, dangling his short legs, and snorted, "It's not too bad."

Yu Yao resigned to get the rag.

The old man looked at him, took out a pen from his belt clip, and took out a notebook, dipped in the ink, and started to scribble, talking to himself while scribbling: "Okay, what a model of respecting the old, I want to This beautiful moment is recorded and written in my memoir."

"Hey, kid," the old man looked up and called Yu Yao, "what's your name, so I can write it in."

Yu Yao stopped and looked up at him: "Forget about the name, I don't want to die now."

The old man was taken aback, and frowned: "What did you say?"

Yu Yao pointed to his notebook: "I'm going to die if I write my name on it?"

The old man laughed.