There is a demon at sunrise

Mr. Yan is not a purebred monster, and there is no double image on his body. Zhao Yao judged the identity of the other party at the first time. If wizards cannot enter the club, then only humans, hybrids, or other species can enter.

Zhao Yao has learned a lot from Xie Sheng, and there will be no opponent in the world who will make him mess up again.

Several bodyguards around shot at Zhao Yao, and the bullet shot//into the wine cabinet behind him, the wine bottle cracked, and high-concentration alcohol poured down.

It was a very unwise choice to shoot in such a densely populated place. Sure enough, after the gunshot, the surrounding monsters suddenly became chaotic, screaming and laughing mixed together, like an absurd farce.

Zhao Yao felt a little troublesome, he could have hit Mr. Yan in one shot, but the surrounding monsters and security guards were too much of a hindrance.

"Reward!" Zhao Yao heard Mr. Yan's voice, and his voice was exactly the same as Zhao Yao's. Mr. Yan ran to the DJ area, picked up the microphone that was left on the stage, and the loud music stopped abruptly. The panting sound was loud, as if performing some show, "That clown who imitated me!"

Mr. Yan was referring to Zhao Yao. Zhao Yao was forced to stop at the same place. Zhao Yao was five meters away from the stage, with a dozen or so monsters in the middle.

The monsters suddenly turned to look at him in unison, as if they were inspired, or there were invisible threads pulling their limbs.

Mr. Yan smiled at Zhao Yao through the crowd, his smile was so bright and his voice was so crazy, "Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monsters all looked at Zhao Yao with sharp teeth, looking at the expression that they wanted to eat Zhao Yao, who was in the way, alive. Mr. Yan didn't even say the amount of the reward.

With such a strong control, it's no wonder that Mr. Yan's status is aloof.

Zhao Yao gritted his teeth, he was still too impulsive, he would have to pay the price if he dared to be so arrogant on other people's territory.

Meng Ji shouted in the headset: "Zhao Yao! Come back! He is a ghost."

The ghosts are not demons, they are immune to demon blood, Mr. Yan can make the monsters in the club boil without setting any bounty, his ability is similar to Xie Yue's eyes, but much stronger, Xie Yue can only control one people, and he can control a group.

This kind of creature is too rare. Born from extreme pain, there may be less than ten in the whole world. They are either raised in captivity as weapons, or they all live in the depths of the demon realm.In the past few hundred years, no new ghosts have been produced. In this peaceful age, what kind of extreme pain can turn a person into a ghost alive?Many arrestees have never seen a living ghost in 1000 years of duty.

Why does the ghost look exactly like him?He had a terrible guess in his mind.

Meng Ji in the headset said, "Wait a minute and I'll help."

Zhao Yao drew a retractable knife in his hand. He didn't like to play the conservative card like Meng Ji. If so, he wouldn't come to the club. Facing the monsters that kept gathering, he felt that he could break through.

Just when Zhao Yao was about to fight to the death, there was a pressure in the air. Zhao Yao and other monsters looked at Xie Yue in unison. Xie Yue let go of the message from Xie Yue's side. Spiritual consciousness, like spreading out a net.

Most of the monsters were affected, and they gritted their teeth a little unwillingly, but Zhao Yao was not oppressed at all, he didn't seem to have any reaction to Xie Yue's consciousness, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort of being oppressed.

The monsters have changed their targets, they now have new enemies, the club cannot release their consciousness, it is provoking everyone.

Zhao Yao had already discovered that Xie Yue was like a peacock opening his tail when faced with killing, he would not feel uncomfortable, but would enjoy the process very much.Xie Yue smiled at Zhao Yao, "Leave this to me."

He didn't have any weapons on him, and he smashed a bottle of vodka with these words, holding half a broken wine bottle in his hand like a gangster, and sure enough, he exuded a strong smell from the first meeting. □A temperamental boss.

Zhao Yao felt very at ease, as if no matter what you were doing, someone was behind you as your back.

He took a deep look at Xie Yue, and a very familiar feeling surged in his heart. He was not tired of bloody killings and gunshots. If it wasn't because there were too many people and the timing was wrong, he even wanted to kiss Xie Yue.

But Meng Ji in the earphone reminded him that he still had business to do, so he gritted his teeth and chased after Mr. Yan in the direction where Mr. Yan disappeared.

The situation behind the stage is very complicated, like entering a maze by mistake. There are corridors everywhere, with long rooms on both sides.In the room closest to Zhao Yao, there was a girl who was smoking a cigarette and looked at Zhao Yao in panic.

Zhao Yao paused when he saw her, this is a person, a living human being.

I don't know why humans are in a monster club. Zhao Yao thought she was imprisoned at first, but she had her own ideas and opinions. After seeing Zhao Yao, she shouted: "Come on! He it's here!"

When the woman heard the reward offered by Mr. Yan outside, she immediately chose to betray him.

The footsteps of the security guard came from behind, Zhao Yao closed the door and cut off the woman's voice. Why did a woman choose to work for others?

Zhao Yao's five senses are very keen, he is definitely an excellent hunting dog, and he immediately judged that Mr. Yan was on the left.Mr. Yan is not an opponent that needs to be dealt with head-on, because his escape pace is a bit flustered.

Zhao Yao saw the corner of the clothes flashing by in the corridor ahead, and pushed him down before the other party could react.Mr. Yan didn't hold the suitcase in his hand firmly, and the suitcase was thrown far away with a bang.

The suitcase was shaken open, and there were different types of medicines lined up inside, which were the same medicines as Xie Sheng's.

Zhao Yao's blade missed Mr. Yan's face, but his face was very close to Mr. Yan's.Zhao Yao's knife only needs to be shifted by an inch to cut through Mr. Yan's artery, but after his knife stabbed into the wall, it didn't feel as hard as imagined, but it seemed to be stabbed into jelly, and the whole wall was like It flows like water.

Zhao Yao took a step back, the walls, ceiling, and floor began to melt, and the framed chandelier on it gradually fell off. The container looked like a living monster.

It was a strange scene, there were only the two of them in the corridor, the walls were collapsing and rebuilding, as if they had strayed into a kaleidoscope, and the two had the same facial features.

Zhao Yao held Xie Sheng's saber in his hand, and the next saber had already passed.

Mr. Yan's figure flashed, and the next moment his body was already hanging upside down from the ceiling, like a bat hanging upside down. He observed Zhao Yao in a dislocated way from top to bottom, "You came after Ding Xun. Is it right?"

Zhao Yao pulled out the knife stuck in the flowing wall.

Mr. Yan said again: "It's not that Ding Xun wants to see you, but I want to see you."

The club keeps women in captivity. They walk in every corner of the city, choose those monster customers to serve, and carry out the revolution by means of sacrifice.New drugs circulate in every corner of the city through prostitutes. Ding Xun became curious about the club after killing Lan Jun, and he met Mr. Yan in the club.

Ding Xun became the next bait. Under the hint of Mr. Yan, he unknowingly began to fall in love with Zhao Yao, and kept collecting everything about Zhao Yao, leaving only the only hope for the rest of his life.

Mr. Yan walked upside down on the ceiling. His movements were very free, as if he could not feel the gravity of the earth, as if he was walking on flat ground.He snapped his fingers, the flow on the wall accelerated, and the ground became softer. Zhao Yao was almost untenable. Under Mr. Yan's control, the wall was consciously depicting something like a painting, "I'm Create new worlds."

Zhao Yao suddenly felt that this sentence was very familiar.

"I want you to help me." Under Mr. Yan's control, Mount Buzhou appeared on the wall. Zhao Yao had seen it in Sanyin Mansion before. On the screen, Mount Buzhou continued to grow and expand, as if it would grow to the sky. He said: "Everyone says Buzhou Mountain is the closest to the sky, have you seen it?"

How could Zhao Yao have seen Buzhou Mountain in his short life.

After a crisp finger snap, Buzhou Mountain began to collapse, images of the city appeared on the wall, the building toppled and the road broke, surrounded by panicked crowds.

Zhao Yao frowned because of this situation.

Mr. Yan looked at Zhao Yao's appearance very pitifully, and said, "You still don't know what you mean."

Zhao Yao found it very troublesome to listen to him, "Have you finished speaking? After finishing speaking, follow me to Sanyin Mansion."

Mr. Yan was not communicating with Zhao Yao at all, he didn't listen to what the other party was saying, he just said his own words: "You will help me."

Zhao Yao hated other people talking like that, as did Mr. Yu before. He was sure that Zhao Yao would return to Xie's house, "Are you sick?"

Mr. Yan's eyes were very compassionate, "If you want to survive, you will definitely help me."

Zhao Yao felt that the other party knew a lot, and asked, "Who are you?"

Mr. Yan smiled at Zhao Yao, that smile was very dusty, I don't know if it was Zhao Yao's illusion, his pupils gradually became shallower, and slowly turned to amber, he said: "Don't you know me?"

Zhao Yao paused for a moment, completely unable to understand what Mr. Yan meant.

Mr. Yan smiled when he saw Zhao Yao's reaction, his left hand slowly climbed onto Zhao Yao's arm, like a very charming vixen, he said, "I am Xie Wuhui."

Hiccup, Zhao Yao's heart skipped a beat, feeling a great absurdity.

Fake, Zhao Yao thought to himself.

Zhao Yao's eyes began to blur. Those kaleidoscope-like phantoms made his head hurt. He gritted his teeth, as if defending his last consciousness. He said, "You are a ghost."

Mr. Yan was exposed, and he fell from the altar in an instant, turning from the proud son of heaven, Xie Wuhui, into an ugly imitator.His face gradually turned pale, and the wall behind him turned into a dark mess as if to symbolize his mood, just like a painting of a psychopath. Mr. Yan said, "Yes, I am a ghost,"

But Zhao Yao refused to give up on him, he had a more terrifying guess, the world of kaleidoscope made his heart beat faster, "You are Xiaoxiao."

Mr. Yan felt a great embarrassment, and the wall behind him turned into a monster with black sharp claws and fangs and claws in response to the owner's mood.

Zhao Yao choked for breath, the crazy Wu Wanyu's words turned out to be true, she really had a child of her own.

"I was born in a hospital." As soon as Mr. Yan finished speaking, the wall suddenly turned into a hospital. Zhao Yao had been to that hospital before, and the best private hospitals in the city that Zhao Fuzhou looked for were all rich and noble. People, the hospital is always clean and bright.But in Mr. Yan's memory, the place is dilapidated and dilapidated, and the color is gray, like an old photo that has been lost.

Wu Wanyu was pushed into the operating room, and the dystocia made the time very long. After ten long hours passed, a loud cry broke out in the operating room, and one of the nurses took Zhao Yao away.Zhao Yao is very healthy, but this is within the normal range. The best doctors in the whole hospital delivered the babies, and most of the children were healthy.

But then the doctor's forehead began to sweat. The nurse had never seen him so nervous for so many years. When he walked in to see, he found that he was holding a dark monster in his hand. The monster has been eaten, and the whole body is black, especially the eyes, the bottomless eyeballs occupy the entire eye socket.It didn't breathe, its chest didn't rise and fall, but its eyeballs could move.

"That quack doctor." Mr. Yan scolded. They regarded him as a stillborn child. According to the procedures, he should have been sent to the incinerator, but his life was not worth dying, and he crawled into the sewer with all his strength.

"We have the same mother," Mr. Yan's eyes gradually turned into hatred, "You can be the most powerful hybrid, you can enter the Sanyin Palace and you should be arrested, and if you survive, there are so many big men who will escort you. And I can only live in the stinky gutter." In the dark and dirty sewer, he was accompanied by garbage and rats, he was abandoned by the whole world, and was soaked in polluted waste water all day long.If he hadn't met that adult, he would still be lingering in the stinking ditch.

"My leg." Mr. Yan pulled up his trouser leg, revealing a mutilated left leg full of bumps. He probably did some experiments to ensure the integrity of his left leg, which seemed to be two parts of his body. Creatures, the bumps on their legs even move, rising and falling as if breathing.

When Zhao Yao was following Mr. Yan, he felt that his footsteps were flustered, not because Mr. Yan was in a hurry, but because he had a crippled leg.

"What? Are you going to kill me?" Mr. Yan tilted his head, his amber eyes stared at Zhao Yao, looking innocent.

Zhao Yao squeezed the handle of the knife tightly, his hands were shaking, he admitted that he couldn't do it.

"You owe me, Zhao Yao."

Mr. Yan's voice seemed to be magical, Zhao Yao had to follow his train of thought, and when he realized it, Mr. Yan had already touched his face. They were very close now, with the bridge of their noses touching. Mr. Yan pinched Zhao Yao jaw.

Zhao Yao's eyes were suddenly a little blurred, and his heart stopped suddenly for a moment, and then beat violently again.The five senses began to blur, and the world turned into two extremes.

His consciousness seemed to be derailed from his body, and when he realized it, he felt a prickling pain in his neck. Mr. Yan pressed his neck with one hand, and the medicine was slowly injected into Zhao Yao's body.

This is the ability of the ghost, which can make people's spirit and physical perception out of sync, and instantly perceive the opponent's weakness.

His five senses disobeyed him and began to cross the hallway to the dance floor, regardless of the will, the body was producing the most primitive impulse.

Mr. Yan looked down at him condescendingly. He had already heard footsteps in the corridor. The monsters in the whole club failed to hold Xie Yue back. The monster who got in the way appeared again. There was not much time left for him. No, he really wanted to take a good look at Zhao Yao, he said, "Enjoy it, we are making history."

Zhao Yao stretched out his hand to grab Mr. Yan's ankle, and wanted to ask who "we" were. He always felt that if he missed this time, he would never be able to catch him again, but he missed it, and Mr. Yan slowly put on his hat , squeezed into the chaotic group of demons and then disappeared.

Zhao Yao missed his grasp, and curled his fingers weakly on the carpet. Compared with his fellow brothers, what he was most afraid of was his own state.There was a burst of heat inside him, as if someone had set a fire in his body, his throat began to dry up, and all the strength in his body was concentrated in one place.

Thirst for blood, thirsty for killing, thirsty for sex//love, the kind that can tear people apart.

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