domestic hell grinder

When Yue Ling tore Yin Zhao apart at such a speed that his body was blurred, the blood talisman instantly turned into dozens of eerie figures, and they had no faces on either side.

A burst of cold air pierced through his body suddenly, and Yin Zhao was thrown behind him by Yue Ling without even caring about panic.

"How come there are so many?" Siyuan gasped.

"Yin Zhao, I didn't take out the car keys, so you and Siyuan drove back." Even Yue Ling was a little unclear. If he really made a big move tonight, he didn't know how many strange things would be attracted.

In the moment of speaking, several ghosts had been wiped out under Yue Ling's hands.

Yin Zhao figured out that he would indeed be a burden in just a few seconds, and immediately opened the car door, but when he was pulled, he said: "Siyuan, you go from there!" No, how slippery? Yo?When Yin Zhao lowered his head, the first thing he saw was the scene of several pairs of skinny hands wrapping around him.Or being infected by Yue Ling's silence, he swallowed the exclamation back into his throat, desperately broke free from the restraints, and when the car door rang loudly, Yin Zhao's facial features were already wrinkled into shapeless, and the shirt on his body was completely unshakable. It was damaged, but the flesh and blood ached, as if it was about to split.

"Yue Ling," Siyuan motioned him to turn around, "everything is running towards Yin Zhao."

Yue Ling looked at the densely packed ghosts and ghosts in front of the car, his eyes sank.

No wonder there is no pressure on my side.

However, what was even more unexpected was that after Yin Zhao drove the car, instead of driving forward, he turned the car and rushed towards the group of ghosts.

"Yin Zhao, you can't." Yue Ling called him in a hoarse voice.

The ruthlessness came from nowhere, and Yin Mingming had already heard the sound of crushing, but the movements of his hands showed no sign of stopping.

Five seconds later, Yin Zhao froze suddenly—the car he was driving seemed to be malfunctioning.

Then, through the car window, Yin Zhao saw his least favorite character in the underworld—Judge.

Seeing the person coming, Yue Ling withdrew his aggressive aura and returned to his calm appearance in a moment.

The judge seemed to have used some special magic weapon, and every time he took a step, the ghosts would fall down.

In the end, there were only blood symbols scattered all over the place.

The judge's handsome face was filled with chills at this moment: "How did you get involved?"

Si Yuan rushed to say: "I found out that something was wrong, so I forced them to come here."

Yue Ling looked directly at the judge: "I should ask you, how did they get in here?"

"I haven't fully checked yet, but I'm not too late," the judge knocked on the car window, "Yin Zhao, come down."

Yin Zhao scratched at his messy hair before slowly opening the car door.

The judge leaned over: "You are impulsive enough."

"They attacked me first."

The judge smiled: "What if the person who attacked you just now was a human being? Did you also hit him?"

Yin Zhao's eyes were dark: "I—"

"This assumption is not valid." Yue Ling interrupted abruptly.

The judge glanced at him indifferently: "It's a hypothesis that doesn't hold."

Yue Ling said with a blank expression: "I am responsible for the assessment. Also, there are more important matters to be investigated now."

"Say."

Yue Ling frowned and said, "These things come prepared..."

"Siyuan said that you were involved suddenly."

"That..." Siyuan smiled inappropriately, "Someone did come to give me a business, let me come over here and have a look."

Yue Ling's eyes turned cold: "Human? Are you sure it's 'Human'"?

Siyuan shrugged: "It may also be that his cultivation base is higher than mine, and I can't find it out."

Yue Ling slowly leaned over and picked up a blood talisman: "We'll talk when we go back."

Suddenly there was an extra person in the back seat, and Yin Zhao unnaturally leaned towards the car door.

Yue Ling glanced at the rearview mirror: "Shouldn't you deal with the mess?"

The judge looked out of the window: "I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for, how can I not be a guest at your house when I come to the world?"

There was no sign, the car suddenly fell silent, and even Si Yuan didn't speak much. Yin Zhao, who was in pain in his hands and chest, could only grit his teeth to prevent himself from moaning in pain.

He wanted to look at something to divert his attention, but the flashing street lights outside the car window and the dark sky made his eyes more confused, so Yin Zhao simply stared at the rearview mirror in front of the car.

When driving to the expressway, the traffic flow began to increase, and Yin Zhao blinked several times due to the flickering headlights. When his gaze was fixed in the mirror again, gold-rimmed glasses had been put on Yue Ling's tall nose. Seeing Yin Zhao was slightly taken aback.

Siyuan finally spoke: "Yue Ling, your eyes are not cured of being stimulated by strong light?"

"No problem."

When Yin Zhao entered the villa, he never let go of his frown. The judge actually put on his shoes and stepped on a blanket, which made people feel distressed.

After Yue Ling threw the blood talisman to the judge, he tapped his fingers on the table and waited.

The judge frowned first, and then chuckled: "Yue Ling, you are right. This blood talisman probably used the things Yin Zhao left in the underworld and mixed with some unclean things, and it became what it is today. .”

Yin Zhao said subconsciously: "I didn't cause trouble in the underworld, let alone make any enemies."

"People who patiently wait for the opportunity to plot against you will naturally not let you see that something is wrong," Yue Ling pondered for a moment, and then said to Siyuan, "You came to me to deal with the problem first."

Siyuan looked surprised, and quickly waved his hands: "It's none of my business, I didn't know Yin Zhao before."

Yue Ling said: "I don't doubt you, I want you to provide clues now."

Siyuan thought hard for a while: "It is not a secret that I will come to you for help whenever I have difficulties."

Yin Zhao wiped off the sweat from the pain on his forehead: "But how does that person know if I will follow?"

Yue Ling lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Because it doesn't matter whether you go or not. If I leave this villa, most of the defenses against evil spirits will be invalid. You are destined to be invincible. If you follow, At most, the evil spirit will take some effort to find you," he paused, "No, the evil spirit should have been following you until we passed through the tunnel, and the narrow space suddenly made the breath thicker, so we didn't realize it And get off."

Yue Ling seldom uttered long sentences, but this time it was only a paragraph. Due to the amount of information, Yin Zhao's wide mouth almost couldn't close.

Siyuan frowned and said, "Yue Ling, are you sure it's not because of your complicated thinking that you guessed like this? Yin Zhao is just a little ghost, what is the other party planning with such a big handwriting?"

The judge stood up suddenly: "Okay, I know what to do, I will deal with this matter immediately when I return to the underworld, Yue Ling, come out with me."

When only Yin Zhao and Si Yuan were left staring at each other in the hall, Yin Zhao couldn't help asking, "How is the relationship between Judge and my brother?"

Siyuan looked at him with a smile: "Guess."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't know." Yin Zhao simply leaned his head on the back of the sofa.

"Hey, how could you do this?" Seeing him forcefully shutting his chatterbox, Siyuan was still not happy, "Let me tell you, in all these years, Yue Ling and Judge are well-known twins in our underworld, and their relationship is as close as possible. Like... just like Yue Ling and I are so good, but then it became so estranged as you see now."

Yin Zhao automatically ignored Si Yuan's penultimate sentence: "Why?"

"I don't know, Yue Ling doesn't want to chat with me about these things, why are you asking these things?"

"Don't tell you."

After finishing the four-yuan speech, he suddenly stretched his legs to stop Yin Zhao who got up: don't sway around. "

"I'm going to wash my face." Yin Zhao felt sick to his stomach when he thought of those withered hands sliding across his chin.

The bathroom is next to the terrace, and when Yin Zhao walked over, he still felt that tonight's style was extraordinarily cold.After splashing a few handfuls of clear water on his face, Yin Zhao raised his eyes to look at the person in the mirror. The panic that he tried to hide in front of him crept up between his brows and eyes. If this trouble was really caused by himself, would Yue Ling not Will... feel like a burden even more.

I can't be sent back to the underworld, Yin Zhao sighed heavily.

When he came out of the bathroom, a teasing voice came to his ears: "I didn't expect Yin Zhao's physique to be so evil."

It was the judge who spoke.Yin Zhao glanced at the terrace and stopped involuntarily.

"Your underworld management is not strict, what's the matter with Guan Yinzhao's physique?"

Yin Zhao was slightly startled when he heard Yue Ling's voice.

The judge said: "Yue Ling, I need to take Yin Zhao back."

"Go back and investigate?"

"Yes, by the way, let me replace you with an assessment subject."

Yin Zhaodi's pupils suddenly enlarged.

Yue Ling's tone was indifferent, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction: "Is there any conflict between taking him back to investigate and my continued assessment?"

The judge snorted coldly: "You don't want to replace?"

"No need."

"If you don't cooperate, I'm afraid there will be a wave of unrest and another wave."

"You go back to the underworld first to see if the main cause is in Yin Zhao, and then decide whether it's not too late to take him back."

The judge said: "Yue Ling, have you misunderstood? I am not asking for opinions, I am announcing the decision."

"Unless Yun Feng comes in person, I'm too lazy to re-adapt to another ghost."

"Yue Ling, that's too much."

"Judge, it's time for you to return to the underworld."

Yin Zhao stood at the entrance of the terrace for a long time without knowing it, and when he was about to tiptoe away, a light question suddenly came from behind: "What are you doing here?"

Why does it sound like Yue Ling's voice?But he is obviously on the front terrace? !When Yin Zhao turned his head in disbelief, his expression froze for a moment.

It was really Yue Ling.

"What are you doing standing here?" Yue Ling asked again.

Yin Zhao stammered and said: "...I just washed my face and wanted to go for a hair dryer...so... I came here. Where is the judge?"

"gone."

Oh yeah, forget they're walking unruly everywhere they want to go.

"Follow me." Yue Ling looked too lazy to ask, turned and left.

"where?"

"My room or yours."