The villain is addicted to my furry

Skeleton rushed into the room, beat Zhou Yutang and ran away.

Zhou Yutang: "???"

Not to mention that the skeleton frame is too panicky, just say that its running posture is too joyful.Zhou Yutang was bumped and bumped, and he just wanted to say, "Brother Skeleton, don't bother, I can walk by myself."

At the same time, ghost energy and immortal power erupted in the room, and the weasel and the zombies fought, and the boiling aura instantly shattered the flimsy house.

The weasel jumped out, condensed spiritual power in both hands, and roared towards Zhou Yutang!

With disheveled hair and fierce spirits, it is more terrifying than zombies all over the ground.

Zhou Yutang secretly thought that something was wrong, his posture like being "carrying a sack" was really not conducive to self-defense!

Before it was too late, the two skeletons stepped forward, opened their arms as meat shields, and were hit by the weasel's palm, turning them into ashes.

Zhou Yutang was deeply moved.

Brother Skeleton, you sacrificed heroically, and I will pray for you.

The weasel failed with one blow, so he came back with a second blow.A steady stream of skeletons came out from the ground, scrambling to serve as human shields, one after another, so that the weasel didn't even touch the corner of Zhou Yutang in a row of seven or eight moves.

Seeing that the big baby was about to slip away, the weasel was impatient and kept doing nothing, even at the risk of "gem sucking failure" to get him back!

This move of the weasel puts all its energy into it, and just when Zhou Yutang was sure that it wasn't a serious injury or healed much, suddenly his eyes darkened, his waist tightened, and he fell into a familiar embrace unexpectedly.

The strong wind raged, and the vertical and horizontal magic breath shot straight into the sky.

A bloody arm was thrown high up!

The weasel took a few steps back, clutching the bleeding wound, his face pale.

The frosty breath is really reassuring.

Zhou Yutang looked up and couldn't be more excited: "Xie Yang!"

The Mistress of the Night Palace didn't say a word, but held Zhou Yutang's face in his hands and looked at it carefully, his cold hands trembling slightly.Zhou Yutang's complexion was rosy, while his complexion was pale, his eyes were bloodshot from day and night suffering, and he was so haggard.

Obviously the one who was kidnapped and slept in the open was himself.But Xie Yang worked harder than him.

Zhou Yutang was so distressed that she hugged Mozun's waist even harder: "I miss you to death."

"Are you okay?" Xie Yang's voice was unbelievably hoarse.

Zhou Yutang desperately shook her head: "I'm fine, I can eat, drink, and dance."

Only then did Xie Yang show a smile, and hugged the treasure of his life tightly into his arms.

The weasel sealed the acupuncture points all over his body and finally stopped the bleeding. He ignored the severed arm lying on the ground, but grinned grinningly and said, "It's useless for you to save him. He has a curse on his body, and he will definitely not survive three days!"

Xie shivered all over.

Zhou Yutang was dumbfounded.

What the hell? ? ?

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…” The weasel looked up to the sky and laughed unscrupulously, “Want him to live? Hand over the artifact!”

"Wait a minute." Zhou Yutang said in bewilderment, "What curse, when did I fall under your curse, did you make it up now?"

Weasel's eyes were cold: "Little Phoenix is ​​innocent and harmless, but it's hard to guard against the cunning and cunning."

You're pretty self-aware.

Zhou Yutang looked at Xie Yang resolutely: "Don't believe him, this bastard is lying because he is afraid of being killed by you!"

maybe.

But how dare he risk Xiaotang.

Xie Yang looked at the weasel.

Zhou Yutang hastily stopped him and said, "In this way, if we kill this bastard, won't the so-called curse be undone?"

The weasel sneered and said, "You want to be beautiful! Do you know the symbiotic spell, if I die, you won't be able to live either!"

"Common life? Never heard of it." Zhou Yutang said contemptuously, "You made it up again?"

The weasel smiled indifferently: "Young master Zhou is just a fledgling, the world is so big, there are many things you have never heard or seen before."

Draw and sprinkle "": [-] million

I can't laugh anymore!Who is more knowledgeable than the Pavilion Master of Tingque Pavilion?

Weasel was suddenly not in a hurry, he exhaled, and said slowly: "Ling Xiao, you are my adoptive son after all, as long as you are obedient, adoptive father will not make things difficult for you. Instead of you and I fighting each other, it is better to be like today's Immortals and demons shake hands and make peace like this, helping each other. As long as you hand over the artifact and open a new world, you will naturally benefit from me."

The weasel described it vividly, and his words were full of temptation: "What's the point of ascending to immortality? I want to break through the void and become a god!" Weasel paused, and laughed: "At that time, not only will the curse be relieved, but you What's more, I can be with Zhou Yutang forever and ever, and share the same life and glory with the heaven and earth, why not do it?"

After he finished speaking, in order to show his sincerity, he took the initiative to open the Dan Mansion, and displayed the artifact he got: "How?"

Zhou Yutang: "You seem to be short of one artifact." "Eleven artifacts are here, and the last one will return to its place automatically, and there is nowhere to hide." Weasel opened his arms and warmly invited, "Come on Lingxiao. "

Zhou Yutang took off the gauze on her hands, and locked her heart firmly: "Become your grandma's god!"

In an instant, the heart prison broke with a "snap"!

The weasel was caught off guard and was dumbfounded.Zhou Yutang's eyes froze, and the phoenix soul power poured down like a torrent, pressing the weasel firmly on the ground and rubbing it against the ground, crushing it repeatedly!

The weasel spurted out a mouthful of blood, its withered yellow eyes widened: "Why, how is it possible..."

Not to mention the weasel, even Xie Yang was a bit overwhelmed: "Little Tang?" "Why, why can you open the prison of your heart..." Weasel gritted his teeth, "That is my natal spiritual weapon, only I, only I can use it Get it!"

Who knows?

Zhou Yutang couldn't explain it either, it was purely an accident.

At that time, when he was fighting for the wind to return the whip, a few drops of his blood splashed on the heart lock, and he didn't care at first. Later, when he was sleeping at night, Zhou Yutang found that the spiritual power that had been solidified in his body was flowing again, and the inner alchemy that had been dusty for a long time was flowing again. Also ready to move, thought it was an illusion!

Zhou Yutang locked his heart like playing with a bracelet, and said with a smile: "It's mine now."

The weasel spit out another mouthful of blood. "Not to mention whether the new world is real or not, even if it can really be opened, even if it can really become a god after entering it. But what does that have to do with you? Anyone in this world can become a god, but you..." Zhou Yu Tang's eyes were gloomy, and her beautiful face was filled with evil and cold brilliance, "Go to hell!"

Weasel's soul trembled.

Xie Yang looked at Zhou Yutang dotingly, then slowly raised his hand. …

The weasel's face changed drastically: "You can't kill me!" "Don't be afraid." Zhou Yutang gave Xie Yang a firm look, "I don't know if I have been cursed by myself?"

The weasel hurriedly said: "Do you dare to bet? You should think about it clearly. It doesn't matter if I die. If you drag your little Phoenix as a backing, it's too late for you to regret it!"

Xie Yang's eyes gradually darkened, and the light in his eyes flickered.

Zhou Yutang said solemnly: "I'm listening to the master of the Que Pavilion. What kind of union is really outrageous. Apart from the blood contract between the master and the pet, there is no "burial" rule in this world. You have to believe me professional."

Xie Yang was helpless by his appearance of worrying about his life: "Yeah."

If he doesn't trust Xiaotang, who else can he trust?

Zhou Yutang breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled happily: "Do you want me?"

Xie Yang calmed down for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No need." "Okay." Zhou Yutang stepped back obediently.

The weasel's eyes were full of fear, he kept backing back and forth, accidentally tripped over the coffin board, staggered and fell to the ground: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me...I am your adoptive father!" Father?" Xie Yang was amused by this address.

But the weasel couldn't laugh: "Being kind is not as good as raising kindness. I adopted you when you were lonely, gave you food, and warmed your house. Even if you are not grateful, you shouldn't be ungrateful and kill me." !" "Adopt?" Xie Yang looked at him fixedly, "Are you worthy of saying this word?"

The adoptive father was the first outsider he met.

I have lived in Qianli Gallery since I was a child, never left the island, and never seen what people outside are like.

When he was five years old, the sect was destroyed, he used the hairpin given by Qingzhi to escape from birth, his body was covered in bruises, when he woke up again, the first thing he saw was his adoptive father.

When you have experienced catastrophe and despair, the first person you see will leave a deep impression on you, and the first person who treats you well, you will instinctively trust without reservation.

What's more, he was only five years old at the time, helpless, and naturally regarded his adoptive father who helped him as his reliance.

The adoptive father picked him up, took him to the medical clinic, and took him to a full meal. Seeing his red lips and teeth, white skin and tender flesh, he thought it was some spoiled young master.

Xie Yang, who had experienced family extermination, had a continuous high fever, his mind was confused, and he couldn't remember many things clearly. He only said that he encountered bandits at home, bloodbathed the whole family, and his mother died.

Orphans?That would be great!

He saw the ecstatic smiling face of his adoptive father.

All he thinks about is to practice hard, learn the skills to avenge his family's blood, and then he must be filial to his adoptive father and take care of him like his own father for the rest of his life.

He thought wishfully.

What can be obtained is not the care and love of the adoptive father, but endless medicine.

The tonic snow lotus and the poisonous centipede were tricked into eating by himself at first, but later he discovered the clues and exposed his true nature, so he pinched his neck and poured them desperately.

Today the seven orifices bleed, tomorrow the whole body convulses, and the day after tomorrow is dying.

He is still alive after such a toss, his fate is hard!

Xie Yang took a step forward, and his slender five fingers had already pinched the weasel's neck: "I am grateful that you use me as a medicine furnace, thank you for coveting my sword bone?" "Yes, it's my fault, I shouldn't provoke, provoke You... The weasel rolled his eyes from being pinched, "You already, already killed me once, I, I died so miserable cough cough cough....Anyway, it should be evened out... "

Xie Yang looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were as cold as hell's blood pool: "If you plan to kidnap Xiaotang, I won't bother to talk to you!"

The magic breath broke through the body, like thousands of swords stirring at the same time, the internal organs were bloody and bloody!The weasel's eyes protruded, his orifices were bleeding, and he hoarsed at the top of his lungs: "I am your adoptive father, I am your righteous..." After all, he couldn't finish the word "father".

The spirit and soul are all gone, and there are no bones left.

The adoptive father is a cancer that grows deep in Xie Yang's heart, a nightmare that tortures him so hard that he can't sleep at night.

Because of this person, Xie Yang suffered childhood trauma and suffered an indescribable psychological shadow.

At a young age, he was forced to taste the warmth and coldness of the world, and was forced to experience the viciousness of the world, and the human heart was like a snake and a scorpion. He was forced to endure inhuman physical torture every day and night, and he was forced to live and die.

He hates.

He hated the ghost who slaughtered Qianli Gallery and hated this demon in human skin in front of him.

There are no good people in this world, and he himself is not worthy of being a good person.

He just wants to kill, kill crazily, kill until the sky collapses, kill until he dies!

Zhou Yutang walked forward silently, and gently held Xie Yang's slightly trembling hand.

The adoptive father carried all the malice, not just the malice of the author of "Burning Bones", but the malice of the whole world.

Killing him is the real relief.

The rising sun passes through the stratus clouds, the morning light passes through the white mist, the green smoke curls up, and the clouds are steaming and glowing.

Its daybreak.