Kill God

"Jueying, you may not know." The man paused, and replied: "Whether it is to angels, gods, or those demon kings who act recklessly in hell, you are the special one."

"Isn't it because of my abilities?"

"Yes and no."

He looked at the old man lying on the bed without any expression. The token sucked out a pure soul that was not stained with merit and karma, and he didn't feel the slightest difference: "For me, or for the whole hell, you are also special."

"Heh." Jueying didn't look back, staring at the love thread in his hand: "Wuxin, do you think...is this right?"

"Whether right or wrong." Wuxin controlled his facial muscles, his perennially stiff face trembled, and he managed to hold up a smile, but it looked a little weird: "So, take care of the underworld and give some more spirit bars."

Jue Ying was very curious about how he said such words full of profiteering in a flat voice, and said with a smile: "I haven't brewed new ones, so I'll give them when I have them."

Wuxin was very satisfied with this promise, and turned into a black mist with that clean soul, leaving a faint sentence: "I hope you will remember it."

Jueying was not in a hurry to leave the house, packed up Liling's body and brewed wine at home, during which Qingyin came once, and the two played chess at home, the peaceful old life of human beings seems to be very suitable for Jueying.

The person from the underground game finally came, and there was no need for Jue Ying to continue acting, so no matter what they said, they seemed unmoved. They were framed and stabbed a few times, and An Ming's life was ended naturally.

The body belonging to An Ming was buried at Qingyin's home, and Jue Ying watched the executor's investigation of his death from a hidden figure. He had been very careful before, so that after Lang Qingyu's death, no executor knew his identity.

An Ming, who died as a human being, seemed to have re-entered reincarnation with the dead Li Ling.

"Is the taste to your liking?" Tisbell crossed his arms, watching the executor's investigation with Jue Ying.

"Of course." Jue Ying licked his lips.

Tisbell knew he was hungry when he saw this action, and couldn't help laughing: "You want to continue hunting? Without a contract, it doesn't seem to comply with the regulations of the Administration?"

Jue Ying watched them busy, and replied after hearing the words: "The administration has ignored me for so long, do you think they really have no time to care about me?"

"So, what about Angel City and Hell?" Tisbell spread his hands, "They never gave up looking for you, don't you think we should give them an explanation?"

The word "they" that Tisbell subconsciously said was not ignored by Jueying. After such a long time of contact, and Tisbell himself did not intentionally hide it, Jueying thought about his situation.

There may be No. 13 Demon Kings in hell, but it has nothing to do with Jue Ying, so follow his words: "Let's talk when they find me."

Tisbell didn't doubt Jue Ying's ability. If he didn't want people to find him, probably no one would be able to find him.Thinking of this, Tisbell smiled, he was not excluded.

After following for a few days, Jueying was a little impatient with this not-so-complicated case, and asked a person who knew the clear answer to watch a group of people investigate from the beginning. Follow up patiently.

In a small alley, two or three executors were secretly monitoring a few tall and thick men, watching them walk into a bar and take out their communicators to say something.

Behind them, a man with black hair and red eyes watched for a long time, and slowly approached the executors.

Bloodlines.Jue Ying's body paused, and he wanted to leave without following up, but at this moment, he was suddenly interested, and the aura directly hit the man.

The blood man looked around vigilantly, then retreated quietly into the shadows deep in the alley, and smiled to himself: "Which Your Excellency disturbs the hunting of the pure-blood nobles?"

Jue Ying glanced at the executors who had already touched the car, and slowly showed their figure.

The huge red wings seem to be able to cover the sky and the sun. The horns on the head look very ferocious, and the tail behind it is drooping casually. Although the breath is different, it has the murderous aura that belongs to the devil. It is obvious that it has a part to scare people heart to go.

"Devil." The vampire man shook his head, and suddenly smiled: "Ghosts have their own rules, you disturb me from enjoying my prey, how do you make it up to me?"

"Has the Administration been so incompetent?" Jue Ying was a little curious: "You can reach out to the executors directly?"

"I didn't expect the devil to know the rules so well?" The wings on the man's back were smaller than those of Jue Ying, as if the whole person was surrounded by Jue Ying: "Your blood is very fragrant."

"Tsk." Jue Ying approached the man step by step, not caring about his attitude: "Sure enough, it's time for the monster again..."

Before he finished speaking, Jue Ying was bitten by the vampire in front of him. The pain of the fangs piercing the skin was clear, and the blood flowed. uncomfortable.

Jue Ying turned into a water mirror in front of him, his complexion was not very good-looking, thinking of Mo Zhunanzhi and Lang Qingyu, he really couldn't understand their expressions when he was drinking blood by him.

"The sound is so nice..." The man licked the wound made by his fangs, and he didn't forget to put his hand up and down: "Devil? I think you are willing to do some happy things..."

Jue Ying grabbed his hand: "It's not good to make progress."

"You're also interested in me, aren't you?" The man licked, his words vague: "Otherwise you wouldn't allow me to offend like this..."

……

In the evening, a man in the alley suddenly flew into the sky and went straight into the sky, but no one seemed to notice. The evening wind blew a leaf off a tree, which happened to land deep in the alley, where it was caught by a pale hand.

With a smile in his red eyes, the man raised his head and looked up at the sky. He didn't flap his wings until the boy's figure disappeared completely.

He was the only one in the alley now, but he could clearly smell the aroma of blood in the air, as well as the undissipated charm. This place obviously belonged to the wild, but the devil acted as if the two were not "having sex".

It was... so much fun.The man licked his fingers, his red eyes stared at the empty sky, and he seemed to be muttering something.

The return of the god of war, the celebration of the gods——

Jue Ying was in the criminal prison of the Executive Mansion when he heard this voice, he was stunned for a while before he remembered that Mo Zhu Nanzhi was the ancient emperor Yin Zhi, and it was less than 50 years since he last saw him, unexpectedly he was silent It snapped back into place.

If the God of War is on the side of the Administration, the current situation may be broken, and the age of monsters will take a while to come.

After reading so many books, Jueying already has a general understanding of the main world. There has been no struggle between ordinary life and special life from the beginning, so the ghosts have been oppressed by the Administration before they settle down. The view of weak life.

The loss of power of the Administration in this form will cause special beings to treat ordinary beings as ants for a long time, and the world will immediately fall into battle.

Although, this is the current situation.

But because the Authority has not completely lost its power, and because it is highly respected, only some ghosts who are not afraid of the Authority dare to violate the invisibility law openly. Just barely maintain the balance.

Now that the ancient emperor Yinzhi has become the God of War, he is undoubtedly the most beneficial helper of the Administration Bureau. Just like the final shadow of the God of Death at that time, their deterrent effect is far higher than the actual mission.

Regardless of ghosts and gods, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make a move in a short time. As long as Yin Zhi is still in the administration, there will be no priests and immortals to attack them. At this time of power struggle, it is undoubtedly the administration's responsibility for Yin Zhi to return to the throne. happy event.

"You also came in because you violated the invisibility law?" A man squirmed close to the iron gate, his lower body was the body of a snake, so he poked out from the gap in the railing, and gently touched the handsome man opposite.

The boy was wearing huge metal shackles, which looked extremely heavy, but he was easily lifted by the boy, one arm rested lightly on the table, and the other hand supported his head, looking leisurely as if at home of.

Obviously, all the ghosts imprisoned in the executive mansion have their auras sealed, but the boy is like a normal person, not afraid of being imprisoned for decades, and finally dying here.

Jue Ying came here purely because he had nothing to do, and because he was discovered by the executor who was going to catch the wanton hunting vampire, he followed him to the executive mansion without any psychological barriers.

The reason why he was imprisoned in the criminal prison was purely a spoof of punishment.

Xing Fa knew that he couldn't be trapped here, and he also knew that Jue Ying had nothing to do when he came to the Executive Mansion, so he threw Jue Ying into the criminal prison, saying that you can do whatever you want, but if you come to the management office, I will will lock you up.

In short, the executive government did not intend to trap him for tens of thousands of years, as if his own child lost his temper and threw him into the room to reflect.

Jue Ying was touched by his tail, put down his hand supporting his head and looked up at the brown snake man. People with aura are generally not bad in appearance—unless there is something wrong with his own aesthetics, this snake man obviously has it. the kind of problem.

The snake pupils are big and round, completely occupying most of the face, being stared at by such a pair of eyes can give a chill down the spine.

The nose is small, but turned outward, as if breathing through these two holes. The upper and lower halves of the lips cannot be closed, and the tongue sticks out from time to time, making a "hissing" sound.

It's like a snake's face growing on a human face.

It just so happened that this snake didn't have the self-awareness that it was actually extremely ugly. It raised its head as if it was handsome, and its hair was tied with dozens of small braids. When you shake it, you can hear it hitting the railing with a "squeaky" sound.