Text] Chapter Twenty -20 This is to be the demon king?
The eager tone of the young man in red made Yu Hua slightly froze. He did not expect that this teenager would know his name, but he was also an ordinary teenager X-Ng, but he couldn't care about it.
"What do you call me?"
The autumn wind is blowing, the slightly cool and cold, but the feathers are getting bigger and bigger, step on the right foot half a step, the horizontal palm is a knife, and the roof under the foot is cut out.
The film flew up, and a piece of tiles came to the past.
The reaction of thought Wuxie was very fast. He pulled the cloak in front of him, his wrist turned, and the cloak was blocked as if the wall was generally sealed.
"Hey? Why are you so polite? You listen to me."
The tile and the cloak touched the front, and made a "bang" sound. Under the strength of the two people, the tiles were turned into dust, and the cloak was full of sores.
Looking at the lively pedestrians, the officials have fled.
Someone on the top of the head was scolding fiercely, "I won't listen to you! You bullied me that day, and I will come back for me!"
A Yin shadow is shrouded in the sky. I don't have to think about it, I don't have to think about it, and I know that Yuhua has already come above him, but today is not better than that day.
Avoid the past. With a bombardment, the feathers were knocked down in the air, and the roof beast corner tiles where the thoughts were not wicked were pushed into crushing, and the tiles of the entire roof were full of wood.
"You have trouble."
Yuhua looked at Si Wuxi sideways and couldn't think of the meaning in his words, but he heard his sorrow.
"Look at the following."
Yu Hua looked at the direction of his fingers and looked at the street. The scalp was numb for a while, and the cold sweat dripped instantly.
On the street, the group love Ji was angry. I do n’t know when the hundreds of people have gathered, five HUA eight m-n brooms, trash cans, dustpans, gong hammers appear in people's hands, and the weapons in the hands of the officials are also struggling to hold up. Their expression is average.
The anger, they were all glaring and scolded the feather of the roof.
The "bad" response finally accelerated, and suddenly shaking the body, flying in the direction of another street.
"Hey, it's not me." Si Wuxie waved his hand and opened the Qi M-N soldiers flying up one by one. Obviously the angry people shifted their goals to him.
"You and the boy are a group. Look at the good things you do."
"It will grow like this, it will be a good class!"
"That kid, hurry up and resist strictness!"
On the neighboring streets, the scene that made the scene is still continuing
"Come, come, come, let me be fragrant, just kiss it."
"Amitabha, who is immortal, don't eat children's tofu, run away, run quickly." Yu Hua's heart was even more prosperous, and Cen, who was still playing with the little boy, ran.
Cen Qi said: "Hey? What? Do you have been chased by the little NV child?"
Yu Hua replied depressedly: "Just fighting with people, accidentally disassembled the house"
Cen was furious, "You melon, don't call me if you have a good thing!"
""
I rushed all the way out of the south of Baishui City M-N, and I didn't know what happened. The shouts behind them kept impacting. Every time I turned around, I could always see countless hometown-of-family blades.
The deterrent.
Yuhua was running around with his head in his arms, but Cen was the only one laughing all the way. The laughter was like a large flock of flying pigeons piercing the sky, which was very hearty. Of course Yuhua knew why she was happy, a beautiful girl who was riding leisurely on a sheep that looked like a pony.
Looking at the large group of high-spirited and passionate pursuers behind him, could he not be happy? Yu Hua could only lament his miserable life.
I don't know how far I ran, and I had already left the boundaries of Baishui City. Yuhua supported the tree on the roadside to catch his breath and looked back. The agitated people were gone. Then he felt relieved and leaned against the tree trunk.
Sitting on the ground, he looked at Cen next to him. He could not help but look back after riding the sheep summoned from nowhere. His expression was quite expectant, and Yu Hua was no longer too lazy to scold her.
"That's it? I haven't had enough fun yet." Cen jumped off the sheep angrily, with a faint expression of resentment on his face.
Yuhua closed his eyes and ignored her, but he heard Cen yell, "Why is there blood on you? When were you injured?"
Yu Hua opened his eyes blankly, lowered his head to check, and sure enough, there were a few blood stains on the hem of his green shirt. Then he felt a little uncomfortable on his face. He looked up and saw Cen's suspicious eyes, and heard her suspicious words, "Are you bleeding?"
"Huh?" Yu Hua's embarrassment surged out. The location of the blood stain was really embarrassing. Then there was a sound of wind above his head, and something fell from the sky and crashed into his arms.
Yu Hua and Cen were shocked at the same time. The man who bumped into Yu Hua's arms was a man covered in blood. They were stunned. Yu Hua hurriedly helped the man upright. What he saw was a pale face with regular eyebrows, half-white hair and beard, and thick mouth corners.
The thick blood stains suggest that he must be over fifty years old.
"Hey, who are you? Hey, don't die!" Yu Hua gently shook the old man's shoulder.
The old man smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would die in your hands after escaping here."
Yu Hua was immediately dumbfounded, "Huh? You can't say that? When did I hurt you?"
"Just now your knee was pressed against my heart."
"" Yu Hui was stunned, and when he loosened his grip, he remembered that he was sitting with his knees bent just now. But as soon as he let go, the old man fell straight backwards and fell to the ground. He was so frightened that he hurriedly helped the old man up.
"Looking at the fate that we met by chance, could you please do me a favor, brother?" The old man coughed repeatedly and was working extremely hard, but he still spoke calmly and calmly, which made Cen beside him suspicious.
Yuhua was most afraid of trouble, so he wanted to ignore the matter, but he couldn't bear to refuse the request of a dying old man, so he pursed his lips and nodded.
"I know I went too far. Please take this letter to my eldest son, brother." The old man tremblingly stretched out his hand and took out the letter from his arms, "His name is Ye Zhiqiu."
The old man finished speaking many words in one breath, his spirit was extremely depressed, and he was swaying. Yuhua knew that his life was at an end, so he asked, "Do you have anything else to say? If you don't say anything, I will bury you."
"I think if you hadn't hit me in the heart, I think I could have saved him a little more." The old man smiled strangely and passed away suddenly.
"" Yu Hua shrugged his shoulders aggrievedly, raised his head and asked Cen, "Can't this be blamed on me? Hey, Cen, do you think I will become the devil now?"
Cen Que frowned, walked closer and knelt down, stretched out his hand to touch the old man's arms, took out something, and spread it out in front of the speechless Yu Hua, "It seems that you are determined to be the devil. You have taken the head of the household.