The enemy has a crush on me

The butcher's house looked magnificent and luxurious from the outside, but it was extremely messy inside.

Wei Wei said: "Your Majesty, follow me."

Originally, he was only as courageous as a grain of rice, but since he showed off his ability in front of Yin Luo, he didn't listen to his answer, and shouted boldly, and stepped in first.

After entering, I became more and more suspicious: Butcher Li also invited him to dinner many times, and even called a few young and handsome maids to accompany the meals. It was not like this at all when I came to this mansion before.

When he took another step forward, he felt that his feet on the ground felt wet and greasy.

There has been a drought here for three years, how could there be water on the ground?

Wei Wei bent down and touched the ground.

Soggy and creamy.

Without raising his head, he shouted, "Where's the lamp?! Where's the lamp you let me take just now?! Pass me the lamp!"

After a while, a lamp was handed over dangling above his head.

The lampshade was turquoise, and the reflected candlelight was cold.

Shattering and casting many shadows on the ground.

Wei Wei took the lantern and scolded, "Why are your hands and feet so slow."

After scolding, he held up the lamp to shine on the ground.

A pair of gray-white eyes drilled out from the soil, staring at him firmly.

Wei Wei rubbed his eyes,

Those gray eyes seemed to be smiling.

He didn't know what kind of water was on the ground. He rubbed his eyes just now, and the eyes felt very astringent with some liquid.

He looked into those eyes and thought: fake, fake.

While looking away, he looked at his palm—the palm was glowing red.

Where there is water under his feet, there is blood at all.

The ground in the butcher's yard was actually covered in blood.

Wei Wei was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...run away..."

After saying that, he turned his head away.

Where is His Majesty behind him?

There was only a hideous butcher wearing a blood-stained apron, blinking a pair of gray eyes, holding a huge machete and looking at him, smiling with yellow teeth.

Wei Wei screamed terribly.

Rolling his eyes, he fainted.

Seeing that Wei Wei, who still had the strength to show off a minute ago, suddenly passed out insanely, Yin Luo was taken aback, looked at Zaoli who was tentatively moving forward, and said: "Come here, take your Master Wei with you!" go back."

A Zaoli was stunned for a moment, and said: "Then your majesty..."

Yin Luo glanced at him.

That Zaoli didn't speak anymore, the group hugged Wei Wei, closed the door, took their leave and left.

Seeing them leave, Qing Ze smiled and said: "That Wei Wei has finally left, I really don't like him."

Seeing a group of people walking away, Qing Ze waved his hand, and there were a few sparkling green ghost lights swaying in the courtyard. Although it was a bit weird, the lighting effect was excellent.

The barren scene in the courtyard did not contain the blood that Wei Wei screamed just now.

A limping afterimage with a machete in his hand flashed past the end of the corridor, Qing Ze followed his shadow and chased forward, only halfway through the chase did he realize that the man was deliberately leading him deep.

Qing Ze looked back and found that Yin Luo was no longer behind him.

Thick fog gradually gathered around him, as if to drown him, and the originally clear shape of the corridor was gradually covered by the fog.

Qing Ze blinked, but smiled instead, and said to the thick mist, "Little monster, dare to play tricks on me."

He bit his fingertips and drew a talisman in the air, and the mist completely dissipated. Listening carefully, there seemed to be faint screams.

In front of him was a small white house with a narrow door.

Qing Ze kicked the door open, and the people inside the door slowly turned their heads.

He held a machete in his hand, and at his feet were two tied-up, weeping people.

One is a young woman and the other is an old man with white hair.

If the guess is correct, it should be the wife and father of the shopkeeper He.

The butcher didn't seem to want to run away when he saw Qing Ze: "How did you break my illusion?"

Qing Ze said: "You guess?"

The butcher was about to speak, when he suddenly smelled something, and said to Qing Ze: "You have a stench on your body. Let me think about what it is..."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, seemed to be remembering, opened his eyes after a while, looked at Qing Ze who was shining brightly on his body, and took a breath: "It turned out to be the lackey of the fairy clan - the smell of ancient beasts. "

He laughed loudly after saying that: "It stinks! It stinks!"

After hearing these words, Qing Ze was not very happy, he transformed into a long sword, and said: "The immortal clan can't control me."

The butcher also looked like a monster, but he looked more advanced than the monsters he had seen before. He knew that he was about to die, and he still had the strength to provoke Qing Ze.

After Qingze fought him a few moves, the butcher knelt on the ground, his tendons were severed and he couldn't move.

Qing Ze raised his long sword.

But I saw Yin Luo pushing the door and entering.

"—Song Qingze!"

Qing Ze looked back at him.

He must have been affected by the illusion just now, so he felt that the expression on Yin Luo's face seemed to be worried.

Qing Ze said: "What's wrong?"

Yin Luo, however, had already seen the battle situation in the room clearly——Qingze stood in the room with fluttering clothes, his body was full of brilliance, not even a drop of splashed blood could be seen, the butcher was already kneeling on the ground, dying look like.

Yin Luo said: "...it's nothing."

Qing Ze looked at him suspiciously, turned his head, and raised his sword again.

But the butcher stopped laughing after seeing Yin Luo who came in.

His expression looked more like ecstasy than surprise.

"...Master Demon God!"

He panted heavily, lying on the ground: "Master Demon God is back! Lord Demon God is still alive!!!"

He laughed wildly and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and moved towards Yin Luo's direction: "Master Demon God, we have been held back for more than a thousand years, it's time to teach those hypocrites of the fairy clan a lesson...you, you..."

His words were only half spoken, his eyes were wide open, and his head fell to the ground, as if he couldn't believe what had happened.

In Yin Luo's hand was a long knife brought from Zaoli, on which was dripping the blood of the butcher who fanatically expressed his loyalty to him.

The old and the young who had been crying just now, seeing the butcher with a severed head, and Yin Luo holding a long knife, rolled their eyes and passed out completely.

The three-year collusion between the government and the people, corruption and massacres have come to an end.

Shopkeeper He's family members were sent back, and the new county magistrate has been transferred.It is said that the day he dismissed Wei Wei, this always arrogant aide cried like a 140-jin child.

Because of the turmoil in the border town, in order to deceive others, Qingze hired a coachman to lead them across the border from the north of Xuanyong in a carriage.

In two more days, we will arrive at Sheyi Kingdom.

At night, Qingze woke up again from the nightmare and found that Yin Luo was not in the carriage.

Since this case, Yin Luo's mood seems to be a little abnormal, but his personality has always been deep, and he can't see anything wrong.If he didn't say anything, Qing Ze didn't bother to care about him, Yin Luo was so resigned to his life, he must not be someone who wanted to die indiscriminately.

He has always been good at meddling in other people's business, and he has no other demands on Yin Luo - as long as he lives.

Qing Ze got off the carriage, looked around, and saw Yin Luo standing beside a tree not far away.

They were walking to a small forest, and they didn't know what Yin Luo was doing leaning against the tree.

Qing Ze pondered for a moment, and simply hid his tracks. The past few days are really boring, so it's better to scare him.

When they got closer, they found that Yin Luo was retching.

Qing Ze withdrew the smile on his face.

There was nothing in Yin Luo's stomach, so he couldn't vomit it out, but he was still retching, looking very painful.

Qing Ze said: "Yin Luo?"

Yin Luo raised his head upon hearing the sound.

Probably because of his childhood education, Yin Luo has always kept his hair meticulously styled, with a high crown on the top of his head, and his long black hair fell straight down like a waterfall.

But now, the hair is rarely messy, and a few strands of hair are sticking to the sweat-drenched cheeks.

Thin and shallow magic lines spread from his temples, and disappeared at the corners of his eyes. At this time, the eyeballs were grayish white, and the pupils in the middle were sharp and thin vertical pupils like beasts.

He supported the tree and said, "Song Qingze?"