domestic hell grinder

The man with a handsome face looked at Yue Ling with ice in his eyes.

"Jiu Chao," Yue Ling leaped down to the ground nimbly, and looked at him level, "Speak well, don't be so irritable."

"Oh, your happy mood is naturally peaceful."

Yue Ling frowned: "Why are you so angry?"

The man he called Nine Chaos smiled and said, "It's only been a few years, have you forgotten about Yue Ye's death so quickly?"

Yue Ling's expression suddenly became cold: "What about my brother and I have nothing to do with you?"

"Why does it have nothing to do with me? I can't swallow this breath."

Yin Zhao's eyes widened, he didn't even dare to take a breath, he just watched the man start to attack Yue Ling stiffly.

That man was by no means a human being, he moved as fast as lightning, and the silver blade in his hand looked ordinary, but the chilly aura it brought could be felt even by Yin Zhao in the distance.

The trick hits the door of life, he wants to kill Yue Ling!Yin Zhao clenched his fists unconsciously.

It's just Yue Ling...why didn't he fight back?At first glance, Yin Zhao found that the two were fighting, but in fact Yue Ling didn't intend to fight back at all, he just avoided Jiu Chao's attack with ease.

Just when Yin Zhao thought that Yue Ling was merciful, an unexpected scene happened suddenly - Yue Ling probably saw that his energy was exhausted, so he made a blow, and the blow hit.

"It's the fourth time, you attacked me four times," Yue Ling looked coldly at the bruised Jiu Chao, "the fifth time, the sixth time, countless times, and the result is still the same. Finally, I tell you, don't attack me again." Repeatedly brought up the matter of Yue Ye."

Blood dripped from the corner of Jiu Chao's mouth: "Yue Ling, you have no heart."

"Yes." Yue Ling turned and left.

Yin Zhao couldn't hear what they were saying, why the dispute had come to this, it was only when Yue Ling approached the plane with slow steps that he could clearly see Yue Ling's slightly tired expression.

It would be great if I wasn't a ghost with only the power to bind a chicken, at least I could help a little, Yin Zhao kept circling this idea in his mind.

When Yue Ling was still under the gangway, he looked up at Yin Zhao and frowned: "Didn't I let you in?"

"This..." Yin Zhao was at a loss for words for a moment, and said blankly, "Come up quickly."

Yue Ling stretched out his hand to shake the strand of air in front of him, and the broken gangway was spliced ​​together again in an instant.

When he stepped on it, Yin Zhao just stepped on it and said, "Your arm is bleeding."

"I know, go up first."

Yin Zhao saw the process of how the shining silver blade pierced the air with the flick of his fingers and pointed at Yue Ling's back like an arrow from the string, but he couldn't understand this moment later on. Why did he volunteer to jump over Yue Ling and stand in front of him.

Maybe it's because if Yue Ling died, he would be finished too?Then it's better to finish yourself first.

Yue Ling stared in amazement at everything that was out of control—he felt extremely complicated when he realized that Yin Zhao had blocked the attack for him, but what was even more unexpected was that Yin Zhao was unscathed.

A dark gray barrier blocked the silver blade from Yin Zhao's neck, the distance was only an inch.

Yin Zhao slowly opened his eyes and saw Yue Ling's hand holding the handle of the blade. The sharp silver color turned into ashes in the next moment.

"Brother, you saved me?" Yin Zhao looked at the barrier in surprise.

"It's not me," Yue Ling said with complicated eyes, "I didn't make it in time." If he was the only one, it wouldn't be difficult to block the surprise attack.It's just that Yin Zhao's behavior delayed his reaction for three or two seconds.

"Brother, I—"

Yue Ling signaled him to keep quiet: "I'll say it again, get back on the plane and don't come out."

"Oh." Yin Zhaoxing turned his head once in two steps, and finally sat down in the cabin, but still stared out of the window intently.

Jiu Chao clutched his heart, with a pained expression, unable to stand up for a long time.

"Spiritual Artifact Lianxin, I will disable it, you will suffer for a few days after all," Yue Ling looked down, "It's not because you want to kill me, but because you almost implicated innocent people."

"You can tie an undead to your fucking side, why can't you get Yue Ye's soul back?"

"Yue Ye is gone, body and soul are gone." Bloodshot eyes appeared in Yue Ling's eyes, "If you insist on killing his elder brother, who is me, maybe he can still meet you in a dream .”

Jiu Chao's expression suddenly became depressed.

When Yin Zhao saw Yue Ling returning to the cabin, he quickly sat upright.

"Brother," Yin Zhao stretched out his palm anxiously, and there was a small pile of broken bones on it, "I obviously put it in my pocket, but when I came back, I found that the knuckles that the housekeeper gave me were broken."

Yue Ling was taken aback for a moment, but he knew it in his heart.

"Yin Zhao, pay your respects over there." Yue Ling said vaguely.

"Huh?" Yin Zhao was a little confused why Yue Ling suddenly became so strange. Could it be that he was stimulated just now?

"literal meaning."

Although Yin Zhao didn't understand why, he did it anyway.

—In the manor on the other side.

Ling An looked regretfully at the housekeeper who was still doing well this morning, after serving him the meal, he broke up unpreparedly, first the head, then the hands, and finally the feet.

Ling An looked at the wreckage on the ground and sighed: "I think 4732 is pretty good, why did you stop doing it all of a sudden?"

Su Yue raised her eyes lazily, but when she saw it, her eyes lit up slightly: "You see, it's quite happy to go away."

"How can a skeleton have any expression?" Ling An didn't take it seriously at first, but when he looked at it again seriously, he was a little surprised, "It's strange, it seems to be a little funny."

Su Yue slightly bent her mouth: "It's probably because I finally got rid of people like you, and I feel happy."

Ling An didn't care too much: "Although the general process is to scrap it, if it's a coffin, put it in the coffin you usually sleep in and find a nice place to bury it."

Yin Zhao didn't understand why Yue Ling suddenly ignored him.

No matter what he said, he would just nod or shake his head. Although his attitude was colder on weekdays, he would not be as frozen as he is now.

He was a little bored, and even staring at the soft and white clouds outside the window for half an hour could not relieve this boredom.

After several hesitation, Yin Zhao asked, "Brother? You're angry."

"En." Yue Ling finally spoke.

Yin Zhao didn't expect Yue Ling to answer so simply, and was taken aback for a moment: "Because of the person who killed you?"

Yue Ling rolled his eyes at him: "Think for yourself."

Yin Zhao: ...I won't ask you if I can figure it out.

He thought hard and said, "I won't listen to you and come out without permission."

"Heh," Yue Ling smiled, but his tone was still without a trace of warmth, "It's not too stupid."

"That man is so fierce, I can't stay inside."

Yue Ling looked at him straight for a moment: "Why do you want to block it for me?"

Yin Zhao's language skills plummeted: "...you are my examiner... nothing can happen." After he finished speaking, he even regretted it. How could he be so stupid at this juncture? .Wouldn't it be better to tell Yue Ling directly that it was too late to think so much?

When Yue Ling heard the words, the fingers that were tapping on the hand of the chair suddenly froze: "So it's because of this."

Yin Zhao lowered his head, fluttering his long eyelashes: "Actually——I'm already dead. I thought that even if I was killed again, there would be no worse result."

"The soul will die."

"Brother, I really don't want to ask for this favor to affect the assessment, I..."

Yue Ling was silent for a moment: "The more you paint, the darker it gets."

"If I'm really dark, I won't say these things." Yin Zhao said solemnly.

Yue Ling covered the soft hair on Yin Zhao's head with his hand, and patted him like a child, but his tone was still cold: "I don't need anyone to die for me, and the next example is... "

Just send it back to the underworld.

In comparison, it is the safest there.

Yin Zhao suddenly smiled: "Brother, you have saved me so many times. Although I didn't play a role at all this time, I seem to be more balanced in my heart."

"..."

Seeing that Yue Ling's expression was no longer so gloomy, Yin Zhao couldn't restrain the [-] thoughts in his heart: "Have you resigned? How can you still make enemies?"

"Is it strange to make enemies with my character?"

Yin Zhao: It's a bit difficult, but it's kinda... I don't want to.

After recovering, Yin Zhao smiled at him: "It's very strange."