Crazy, you call this a new ghost hunter

Fang Yu manipulated the small scissors, cut a few times in vain, and made a clicking sound.

"Ding! Pu Pule would rather die than be broken! Mood value is 80/100."

With 20 emotional points left, Fang Yu smiled slightly.

When Pu Pule heard the sound of the scissors, she was so frightened that she was so frightened that she tightly covered her lower body with both hands!

After this, Pu Pule's speed slowed down, and Fang Yu easily caught up.

The little scissors went straight to Pu Pule's lower body.

A click.

A stream of black blood emerged from Pu Pule's lower body, and his hands fell to the ground together with a black object.

Pu Pule screamed, rolled desperately on the ground, and passed out in a moment.

Seeing this, Fang Yu smiled and shook his head.

Going forward, he shot Pu Pule in the leg, breaking one leg directly.

How could it be possible for Pu Pule to pass out so easily without reaching 100 emotional points?

Pu Pule howled and woke up.

He is now full of ghost energy, and a large amount of it is dissolved in the air, and he is about to die.

"Are you awake? You're already a girl."

Fang Yu looked at Pu Pule with a smile, and said lightly.

"Ding! Pu Pule's life gate has been broken, and he has no strength at all now. The emotional value is 100/100, and he gets an emotional bean."

Hearing the system prompt, Fang Yu smiled slightly, and shot Pu Pule in the head with a single shot.

"Boss is too ruthless, it hurts my ass to see it."

"No matter how strong and weird, I am afraid of scissors. I must buy a pair of scissors to defend myself!"

"Haha, what if you run into a weird girl?"

"The boss has already demonstrated it. If you meet a strange girl, just kiss her directly!!"

"...Hero, let's go, you think you are a big boss."

……

The water friends in the live broadcast room were laughing and joking with each other.

Luo Zhenyi's face was gloomy, she sat there motionless, thinking secretly.

Fang Yu has already killed three A-level peak monsters, and it seems effortless.

I don't know what the result will be when he deals with S-level weirdness like Bashang.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhenyi quickly shook her head.

One Yi Feng died in Bashang, and there are seven people left, but these seven are all S-rank weird.

No matter how strong Fang Yu is, can he win them?

In the live broadcast, Fang Yu looked around, glanced away all the ghost jades in his sight, and then returned to the car.

The RV has always been protected by a light shield, and the small earthquake just now did not affect the RV.

Back in the hall of Xiaotiandi, Fang Yu lay down directly on the sofa.

After playing with Pu Pule for a long time, I feel a little tired.

After Xia Hua saw Fang Yu, he slammed into Fang Yu's chest and lightly licked Fang Yu's side face.

"Come back so soon? Didn't you encounter any trouble?" Xia Hua asked.

"These thirteen dark kings are just A-level peaks that are weird. It's nothing to me, just a little tired." Fang Yu laughed.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you why you bothered the Thirteen Dark Kings, and what to do if you get injured."

"If you just want to see the city lord, you only need to wait a few days, and you will see him when the time comes."

There was a trace of worry in Yujie's slippery and cold voice.

"Tell you that you don't understand either. There is a spiritual weapon related to the Thirteen Dark Kings. You can get it after killing them all."

Fang Yu rubbed the shrimp's slippery head.

If you tell Xiahua about the system, with its small head, it may not be able to understand it.

"But I'm worried about you." Xia Hua snuggled into Fang Yu's arms and said.

"Don't worry, if you are so worried about me, then practice quickly and become a little sister to go out with me."

Fang Yu chuckled and rubbed Xiashua's neck.

"Upgrading to S rank is so fast, it will take a week at the earliest." Xia Hua said with his head tilted.

"How much of the nine-finger ghost energy you have absorbed is left? You practice fast, so there shouldn't be much left?" Fang Yu asked casually.

"There are still two days left."

"When the next Dark King is coming, I will collect ghost energy again, and Jiaer's ghost energy is almost used up." Fang Yu said.

"I will never forget your Jia'er no matter where I go." Xia Hua's tone was tinged with jealousy, and he patted Fang Yu's face lightly.

At this time, Luo Yixue came out of the restaurant carrying a casserole.

After seeing Fang Yu, he blushed and put the casserole on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"This is the soup I learned to make from Sister Han. It's the first time I'm making it. Try it and see how it tastes."

Luo Yixue blushed, filled a bowl and brought it to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu turned over and sat up from the sofa.Looking at Luo Yixue, she opened her mouth with a smile.

Luo Yixue panicked for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"You're bullying the little girl again." With a sour tone, Xia Hua climbed onto Fang Yu's shoulder and lightly bit Fang Yu's earlobe.

"No, he didn't bully me." Luo Yixue retorted with a blushing face, carefully stirred the soup a few times with a spoon, and took out a spoonful.

Then, after blowing it off carefully, it stretched out to Fang Yu's mouth.

During this process, Luo Yixue's eyes never dared to look directly at Fang Yu, and as soon as they met, they immediately drifted away.

This girl grew up on the mountain, and it was already difficult for her to be able to feed soup.

Fang Yu chuckled and inhaled into his stomach.

This bowl of soup tastes quite satisfactory.

Although it was not as delicious as Xiao Zhihan's, but judging from the first time's standards, it was already excellent.

"It tastes good, thank you for your hard work." Fang Yu took the soup and drank it down, and said.

After hearing this, Luo Yixue blushed and couldn't hide the smile between her brows and eyes.

"How is your health now?" Fang Yu continued to ask.

"It's ready, thanks to sister Han playing the pipa for me." Luo Yixue said quickly.

"In the afternoon, you can use the futon to practice first. I am tired in the morning, so I will take a rest in the afternoon."

"Using this futon, it only takes ten hours to reach the first level of spiritual cultivation, so let's practice."

Fang Yu handed the futon to Luo Yixue together with "Surviving Qi Jue".

Luo Yixue nodded with a smile, took it and returned to her room.

Fang Yu sat in the hall, sipping shrimp while drinking soup.

After a while, the supervisor in suit suddenly appeared beside Fang Yu.

"Three A-level peak monsters came outside, attacking the RV."

After Fang Yu heard this, his eyes froze, and he was about to get up and go out.

Suddenly remembered that the futon had just been handed over to Luo Yixue, so she sent it to Luo Yixue's door first.

Knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Fang Yu was a little strange, he transformed into two eyes, walked through the door and entered the room.

In the room, the futon was neatly placed on the floor, but Luo Yixue was not in the room.

Just when Fang Yu was wondering, the bathroom door opened.

Luo Yixue came out wrapped in a bath towel.

Chapter 124 The three dark kings Luo Yixue did not notice the eyes at the door.

He went straight to the bed and untied the bath towel. His skin was as white as snow, with exquisite curves.

Fang Yu only took one look, and felt the blood rushing straight to his forehead, so he quickly closed his eyes.

I can't watch it anymore, and my nosebleeds will flow down when I watch it again.

About Luo Yixue had already put on her clothes, Fang Yu knocked on the door.

Luo Yixue opened the door, her hair was still wet, and her face was still flushed after taking a shower.

Finding that it was Fang Yu who knocked on the door, Luo Yixue immediately revealed a tinge of joy.

"Why are you here? I'm sorry, I just took a shower, and the room is a bit messy." Luo Yixue quickly let Fang Yu into the room.

He conveniently hid the changed clothes under the quilt, for fear that Fang Yu would feel that he was messy.

"Someone is making trouble outside the caravan. I need a futon. I will practice it for you when I come back." Fang Yu said lightly.

"Okay." Luo Yixue nodded obediently, picked up the futon and handed it to Fang Yu.

"Do you always take a bath at noon?" Fang Yu asked casually.

"The sect master said that before practicing, you should cleanse yourself and maintain a sense of reverence." Luo Yixue shook her head and said.

It turned out to be the case.

Fang Yu took the futon and teleported it directly to the gate of Xiaotiandi.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly had an idea and summoned the supervisor in suit.

"Go and prepare some empty gas tanks for me, the more the better." Fang Yu ordered.

The suit manager didn't know why, but according to Fang Yu's request, he prepared a hundred empty gas tanks.

Fang Yu lined up all these gas tanks and poured his Qi into them.

After a while, one hundred gas tanks were all filled with Qi.

Fang Yu filled up his Qi with a futon again, and after everything was ready, he walked out of Xiaotiandi.

After leaving Xiaotiandi, Fang Yu did not get out of the car in a hurry, but opened the sunroof of the RV and climbed onto the roof.

After beating Pu Pule to death, Fang Yu didn't move his car, and the surrounding area was still in ruins.

Not far away, next to Pu Pule's bones.

Sitting there was a middle-aged fat man with a bald head weighing four to five hundred catties, wearing a pair of large floral trousers all over his body, and with a body shape that looked like a ball.

I saw him sitting on the ground, desperately reaching out to grab Pu Pule's bones, his round face turned black.

Next to the fat man stood a blond man who weighed less than a hundred catties and was as thin as a skeleton.

The thin man was about the same age as the fat man, with sunken cheekbones and black eyes.

Wearing a black tuxedo, wearing a black top hat, and holding a cane in his hand.

This attire is the standard outfit of an old British gentleman in the movie.

These two people are simply the positive and negative sides of the coin, representing two extremes.

The third Dark King, far away from them both, sat alone among the ruins.

It was a child about five or six years old, with a bald hairless head and an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

A white casual dress on the upper body and a pair of black jeans on the lower body, the whole person looks very ordinary.

It belongs to the kind that is put in the weird pile and cannot be picked out at all.