Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Before Jian Boxun left the villa, he was suddenly stopped by Yuan Xi who rushed over.

Meeting that suspicious look, Yuan Xi said, "I heard what you said in the room just now, did my aunt really do that?"

"I didn't expect Master Yuan to have a habit of eavesdropping." Jian Baixun smiled helplessly: "Mrs. Fu knew that her two children were destined to draw swords at each other, so she gave Fu Jieying, the younger brother of Master Cheng, a medicine. , this medicine will be integrated into the blood, and when that day comes, the two people will be restrained because of the same blood in their bodies, and they will not be able to kill each other, which is why the confrontation has been fruitless for so many years."

"Is there anything that can cure this medicine?" Yuan Xi asked.

"Yes, but it needs to be eaten by Fu Jieying, but he is violent and suspicious by nature, and he has no confidants around him, so there is no flaw. It's not that Lord Cheng has thought about it all these years."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Xi seemed to think of something, and couldn't wait to ask: "Then what if the gods don't know it? I heard... there is a medicine that can turn you into a monster. I..."

Jian Boxun's face changed suddenly, and he frowned and interrupted: "Do you know what you are talking about? Have you thought about the consequences of letting Lord Cheng hear this?"

Yuan Xi's fear of Fu Jiecheng made him hang his head when asked rhetorically.

"Yes, that place, including Fu Jieying, are all hunters, so your low sensitivity to this kind of human-turned monster may make you slip through the net, but once you take that medicine, your lifespan is only a few years, or even a few days. "

Yuan Xi raised his head suddenly, and said fearlessly: "I'm not afraid of death."

He was that breakthrough before getting into a dead end.

Regardless of the cousin or the little rabbit, they are the most important people in his life who he wants to protect the most.

"Even if you are afraid of death and want to become a demon clan, you must have taken the demon clan medicine before..." Jian Boxun suddenly fell silent halfway through speaking.

Because Yuan Xi once drank that glass of drugged fruit juice.

It was this second of silence that made Yuan Xi seem to have found a better reason, "As long as he is here for a day, no world will live in peace, and more people will die in his hands, and...if it succeeds, sister-in-law The child in the womb can be kept, right?"

The last sentence made Jian Boxun tighten his fists suddenly.

The confrontation in the other room continued.

In the world of the demon clan, a hunter who has always been superior to others, even at an ordinary level, is superior to any demon, but today he was restrained by a lop-eared rabbit spirit at the lowest end of the biological chain. .

The bald head was completely enraged: "You are courting death!"

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, the hand on his wrist held him tightly like an iron chain, with astonishing strength.

how so!

'boom'--

Another hunter who had been waiting outside for a long time heard a loud noise coming from the room.

Realizing that something was wrong, he rushed into the room.

When I opened the door, I saw this scene - the person on the bed was calmly wiping his hands with a tissue, as if he had touched something unclean, and wiped it over and over again.

And in the corner, his partner curled up into a ball, his face full of pain, when he saw him, there was a stronger killing intent in his eyes: "Today I must kill him!"

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it was real.

All the monster races hide away from hunters, let alone this low-level lop-eared rabbit that they have always regarded as a boredom toy.

After helping him up, the bald accomplice rushed to Nan Yu who was on the bed first.

At the same time, he took out a shotgun from his pocket.

Anyway, sooner or later, the master will solve the problem, so it is better for him to do it for him today, and get credit for it.

Nan Yu's gaze was like a torch, and the muzzle of a gun like an abyss was reflected in his pupils, watching helplessly as the trigger was pulled.

'boom'--

A piercing sound came from the silent room.

The thing held by the bald man was smoking, but the gun was aimed at himself.

The air seemed to freeze.

After a few seconds of silence, the bald accomplice fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

The hole in the chest is spreading and rotting.

And the shotgun was turned over in a slender hand, and in the blink of an eye, it was facing the shocked bald man next to him.

"You..." The bald head subconsciously took out the things in his pocket, and the next second his chest was blocked by something cold.

"He said he was hungry." The man in front of the bald man exuded a strong oppressive force all over his body, his face was so beautiful that it was as cold as ice, and his hand was holding a murderous invisible shotgun like that beautiful flower in Xuefeng , but hides a sharp ice sword.

beauty teacher...

Nan Yu almost blurted out, as if thinking of something at the critical moment, he suddenly looked at the person opposite Yan Zhe.

"It doesn't matter if he's hungry, but he's just a captive. The master only wants us to watch him here, as long as he's still alive." The bald head stared straight at the snow fox, with resentment already in his heart. In his hand, his self-esteem made him ruthless: "Why, you also caught the man, will your conscience find out?"

A cold-blooded heart seems unable to feel the condemnation of conscience, Yan Zhe unhurriedly pulled the trigger and responded in this way.

"Hehe, that's true." The bald head looked at Yan Zhe and sneered: "Yan Zhe, don't think that no one will know what you are thinking by pretending to join our master. Today, even if you risk your life, you have to tear your hypocrisy away." s face."

As soon as the words fell, the bald head staggered to avoid the shotgun, and rushed towards the snow fox with the power of a hunter.

The person who is irritated to the extreme is so fast that only a shadow is swayed.

"Teacher Beauty!" Nan Yu exclaimed, feeling the killing intent.

But Yan Zhe, who was standing there, didn't move at all, as if he couldn't feel the danger coming.

Nan Yu raised her throat, and was about to step forward, when suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the place where Yan Zhe was standing just now was empty.

Pain suddenly came from the bald-headed popliteal, and he fell to his knees. The figure who had just turned around was already standing behind him, and the muzzle of the gun against his head made him unable to move.

"It's up to you?" Yan Zhe evoked a mocking smile, and said two words from his thin lips: "Trash."

Every sentence was like a sharp knife slicing through his self-esteem, the bald head grabbed the gun body and stuck it firmly: "Come on, drive, kill me if you have the ability."

As long as Xuehu shoots and is charged with killing his accomplices, he will lose the trust of his master.

As long as it can force Xuehu to shoot!

But the bald head underestimated Xuehu's ruthlessness.

A force hit him so hard that his back hit the wall. Before he could react, five bloodstains appeared on his chest, approaching his heart.

This kind of watching oneself one step closer to death is more tormented than being directly shot.

Abusive and abusive.

A heart-piercing scream came from the room: "If you have the ability, you can kill me directly, kill me! Give me a good time!"

"Kill you?" Xuehu seemed to hear some joke, and the corners of his mouth were raised in a very sinister way: "If I kill you, no one will help me spread the word."

"You!" The bald head didn't expect Xuehu to live in such a painful way, watching his heart rotten little by little with his own eyes, and the time just happened to be the day the master came back.

"Wonderful!" Suddenly, there was applause at the door.

When the door was opened, a man came striding forward, every step in a suit and leather shoes was vigorous.

Nan Yu suddenly saw an extremely familiar face.

But he knew that this was not his Mr. Fu.

Fu Jieying clapped his hands rhythmically, with a contented smile on his face as if enjoying a good show.

The bald head was startled at first, as if he hadn't expected that someone would appear suddenly, but in the next second, he seemed to see a life-saving straw, and desperately climbed up to Fu Jieying: "Master, save me, save me!"

The clean trousers were suddenly grabbed by a bloody hand. Fu Jieying's brows were full of disgust. He glanced at the person with a bloodstain, raised his eyes lightly and landed on Yan Zhe, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" Did you make my guest unhappy?"

"No master." The bald man desperately explained to himself, holding his breath, all he wanted was to let the master clear up the purpose of the person in front of him: "This snow fox is very concerned about that rabbit, he is simply lying to us, and there is a purpose in taking the initiative to seek refuge with us of!"

"Hush..." Fu Jieying put her hands on her thin lips, and suddenly squatted down and touched her bald head, her voice seemed to be comforting: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Thinking that the voice was questioning Xuehu, the bald head cast his eyes on Yan Zhe, but he didn't expect that this was the last look in his life.

'click'——

The entourage behind Fu Jieying looked at the man whose neck had been twisted and was lying lifeless in a pool of blood, none of them dared to say anything.

The smell of blood in the air made Nan Yu feel uncomfortable all over his body like a wave, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Being more and more ignorant." Fu Jieying looked coldly at the person who was dealt with by her own hands, and there was only excitement at the bottom of her eyes, which smelled of blood. I'll handle the situation, don't get angry."

Yan Zhe withdrew his gaze coldly, and when he was about to step away, the laughter behind him stopped abruptly, replaced by a cold voice: "Since I have shown my sincerity, shouldn't you let me see you too?"

Yan Zhe stopped and turned around.

There was still a smile on the corner of Fu Jieying's mouth, and he didn't say anything between his eyes, but the murderous look that had gradually crept into his eyes had already told Yan Zhe what to do next.

All eyes fell on Nan Yu.

The latter's hand hanging down to his side was closed into a fist, but there was no emotion on his face, even if he knew what the situation was like, he didn't show any fear.

"Why? Not willing?" Fu Jieying spoke unhurriedly, with a calm and composed appearance like the master of the game.

The bloodlust rolling in his eyes revealed his expectation for this scene.

In the past, the teachers and students turned against each other, and the teacher personally ended the lives of the students.

Just thinking about it makes people excited.

Yan Zhe stood quietly at the same spot, his frost-stained eyes were bottomless, and after an unknown amount of time, he let out a warm laugh: "I'm joking, but I'm just an insignificant person."

Turn around and take a step.

Meeting the murderous fox eyes, Nan Yu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Beauty teacher...?