Before Ye Jiu picked up a crowbar and tried to rush over to touch Ye Zhaoling, under her surprised gaze, Ye Zhaoling sheathed her sword——
However, the next second, Ye Jiu's knees were severely injured. He dropped the crowbar on the spot and cried out while holding his knees.
One hit KO.
Ye Zhaoling glanced around and saw only a few discarded wires on the ground, but they were enough to tie people up.
Ye Zhaoling approached with a knife and squatted down to look at her: "Tell me something that interests me, or die."
The woman on the ground was still holding her legs and howling.
"I know what I did. Your leg is not as badly injured as before. Ye Jiu, are you a sack? How can you pretend?"
Ye Jiu raised his head and his eyes almost popped out: "Don't you have any self-awareness about your own strength? Ye Zhaoling."
Ye Zhaoling took out a short knife from his pocket and said, "It seems you stopped crying after seeing the coffin."
"I should have said this!" Ye Jiu roared.
Who knew that Ye Zhaoling was so cruel? He actually broke her leg without saying a word!
Ye Zhaoling touched the wishful gourd on his neck, with no unnecessary expression on his face: "You want to die so much?"
Ye Jiu refused to admit defeat at all: "How wonderful it is to be alive! Who wants to die... Can you be reasonable!"
Ye Zhaoling was confused for a moment, was this guy qualified to accuse her of being unreasonable?
He secretly played tricks on her, created some evil deeds, hallucinations, and auditory hallucinations in an attempt to damage her mental health, and even tried to capture her soul with a soul-hunting bottle...
She hasn't chopped off her dog's head yet, she's already very kind.
"I think living like you is a waste of air, so I'll just send you on your way in advance."
Ye Zhaoling grabbed her hair and lifted her up.
"ah!--"
As soon as the short knife touched Ye Jiu's neck, the guy howled miserably and pushed Ye Zhaoling desperately.
"You can't kill me! You are committing a crime by killing me! I tell you! If you kill a monk for no reason, they will kill you when you get out!"
"Humans have human laws, and monks have monks' laws! Don't mess with the river! As a mortal, if you dare to kill a monk, you must pay a corresponding price!"
"If I die, you won't survive!"
The short knife flew in Ye Zhaoling's hand, and the shiny blade was still stained with the blood that spattered from the wound on her palm. Ye Zhaoling looked at her face carefully.
The blade was still pressed against Ye Jiu's chest: "Unfortunately, I don't believe a word of what you said."
Turning the tip of the knife, Ye Jiu suddenly struggled to lift Ye Zhaoling's grip like crazy, with tears and snot flying: "Dad, save me! Dad! Dad, help me! I don't want to die... I don't want to die.
Here! Dad, save me!"
She looked extremely crazy.
Ye Zhaoling looked at her quietly, and Ye Jiu cried until his nose was filled with tears.
Ye Zhaoling expressed his confusion at the right time: "Do you really regard Mr. Ye as your father?"
Ye Jiu raised his head and looked at her awkwardly, his eyes full of resentment, and asked: "What the hell are you talking about?! Do you think that a selfish person like Ye Gonggu will be your father? What does that have to do with recognizing a thief as your father?
the difference!"
Before Ye Zhaoling could respond, she sneered again: "Didn't you already know that Huang Sanmao is my father?"
Ye Zhaoling laughed dryly.
She knows shit.
This matter also involves my lost memory. I really can only say "hehe". I can't think of anything else to say other than "hehe".
She finally put away her knife and gave up scaring Ye Jiu.
——
Seeing Ye Zhaoling jumping into the basement like a mouse, Tang Boyu frowned and could only follow.
As a result, Qiguai and Baguai didn't see Ye Zhaoling, but instead bumped into Huang Sanmao, who was running away in a hurry.
The sky fire has refined his body, and its current state is neither human nor ghost. There is only a gray-black ghost floating in the air.
When it saw Tang Boyu, it was startled: "Tang Boyu, it's you! I was scared to death..." After saying that, the dog glanced behind it furtively.
He barked at Tang Boyu impatiently: "Get out of here! Don't delay my departure!"
Tang Boyu stared at it and stopped in front of it.
"Hey! If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink it as a penalty!" If you want to say that the old man is like this, a tiger is bullied by a dog, and everyone he meets is destined to die, but the one he meets is Tang Boyu. This person is really not afraid.
It didn't expect that Tang Boyu was not afraid of it either.
He said without any unnecessary words: "You can't leave."
Several balls of gray gas spurted out from Yin Hun's mouth and hit Tang Boyu's chest.
Tang Boyu couldn't dodge and was thrown to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop and coughed so hard that he almost died.
"Hmph! I don't know how high the sky is, yet I dare to come and block my way!"
The ghost of Huang Laodao stood on the ground and slowly turned into a shadow. Finally, it didn't look so scary.
Tang Boyu coughed a few times and got up again.
Huang Laodao looked at him coldly, glanced behind him, and seemed to have not caught up so quickly. He was slightly relieved: "It stands to reason that there is an unequal treaty between the two parties. I can't take action against you easily. Since you
If you want to come here and find a fight, I can only help you!"
Tang Boyu threw a card behind him, and a wall of green light immediately stood up.
The way to escape was strictly blocked, and Huang Laodao became anxious.
Several streaks of black energy entangled Tang Boyu and beat him to death.
The simplest way to fight is one without so many fancy skills.
Five minutes later...
Huang Laodao looked at Tang Boyu, who was covered in injuries, and said coldly: "You brat, what do you want to do?"
Tang Boyu didn't say anything, but took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, held the half-burned incense between his fingers, and threw it hard. The talisman paper turned into a breeze and blew to Huang Laodao's nose. Then Huang Laodao's face changed.
Dramatic changes.
"ah"
A painful cry came out of his mouth, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose, but still inhaled part of the flame breath. He squatted on the spot in agony, with bead-like beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead.
Huang Laodao angrily yelled at Tang Boyu: "You really don't have martial ethics! There is no one else here! What kind of plane are you doing! Just pick up a broken thing and throw it in my face. It's your fault.
Avenge your personal vengeance! Just wait for me!..."
Before he could finish his words, a white thread came out from behind and tied up Huang Laodao.
Tang Boyu fell to the ground, drifting in and out of consciousness.
When he woke up again, he saw Ye Ba fighting with Huang Sanmao's ghost.
This is really a surprise.
Ye Ba had obviously just set up a formation to catch Huang Sanmao. She glanced at Tang Boyu coldly and snapped her fingers.
The black and gray ghosts struggling in the formation didn't even have time to scream before they exploded into a bunch of sparks.
A bulging black plastic bag, about the size of a human head, fell down on the spot.
Ye Ba picked up the bag, tossed it up and weighed it, smiling with a teasing look on his face: "Look, what am I talking about? Cooperating with me will bring you all the benefits without any harm. Now I won't get it, right?" laughs
Aren’t I the only one in the end?”
It was difficult for Tang Boyu to even move a finger.
"……cough!"
Ye Ba bent down and looked at him: "Ah! Now that you are like this, you don't still want to steal my things, do you?"
After saying that, she kicked Tang Boyu down. She originally aimed at Tang Boyu's chest, but he instinctively rolled over and dodged it. She also responded to the situation and kicked Tang Boyu on the right leg.
The latter groaned and couldn't get up.
The sound of cracking bones was clearly audible in this cramped space.
Ye Ba picked up the card in Tang Boyu's hand, moved his finger slightly, and a flame ignited, quickly burning the card completely, and the ashes scattered in the air.
The green-lit wall slowly dissipated, revealing the passage behind it. Ye Ba strolled in leisurely, not forgetting to raise his eyebrows at Tang Boyu.
"Goodbye, passerby."
At the end of the corridor, go straight around the corner and there are six rooms. Ye Ba opened the first door.
The person inside heard the door opening, slowly turned his head and looked over, and chuckled.
——
Ye Zhaoling looked at the room. There was a long wooden table in the center and ten other desks scattered around.
There was nothing on the floor, and there was an empty blackboard at the front and back of the room.
It looks like a classroom.
She sat on the wooden table in the center, lowered her head, and wrapped her palms with a handkerchief again.
Psychedelic drugs are really amazing things.
If he hadn't firmly believed that he would always be a normal person, Ye Zhaoling might have found a place in a mental hospital after experiencing frequent auditory and visual hallucinations.
Ye Zhaoling shook off the blood on her hands, and the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. She followed the sound and looked.
Ye Ba stood at the door holding a black plastic bag.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and Ye Zhaoling spoke first: "It's hard to imagine that someone like you lives in the same world as me."
"As soon as I opened my mouth, it was the old Yin Yang Master."
