Kill That Man

Uzhen shook his head and said, "No! ”

Zhang Zo and Wang Bin walked forward with a blank lantern. They heard voices and looked back in awe at Wuzhen.

They are reluctant, but not exclusively, to be chosen to do this.

After all, Yu Qingyao is a big beautiful woman, serving a big beautiful woman, most men will have a bit of delight. Second, the night streets are hard and dangerous, but this is business, to catch monsters.

Besides, Yu Qingyao is a Taoist who built the foundations and is surrounded by a powerful demon spouse. It is not very dangerous to follow her. Better than following other Taoists.

These days, all the Taoists in the courtyard had formed teams to patrol the streets and nights.

Hundred eyes quietly emerged from the hidden dead well, and he turned into a teenager in green, swimming silently in the street.

The blindfolded black belt floated behind his head, carrying a black leather bag in his hand and a bamboo wand in his hand.

He still remembers the beautiful world in the eyes of the last girl.

Silver chopsticks soft silver light, jade chai clear crystalline color, silk complex beautiful pattern, flowers delicate petals, maid rings beautiful cute gesture, mother tender loving smile...

His favorite is the girl's naive and happy laugh, which makes people feel happy.

It was all so beautiful that he was intoxicated in the ground for three days before he could leave the wonderful world.

Hundred Eyes lived in the underground world, where the darkness was silent, a world of death and cruelty, which he did not like.

He's got a strange talent, and if you put the eyes of another creature in his eye socket, he can see the memories of that creature, the world that the creature lived in, the emotions that he experienced.

After many attempts, he found that the world was the most beautiful in the eyes of a teenager, whose emotions were his favorite.

Hence, he became obsessed with the search for collecting the eyes of a teenage girl.

He can perceive from the smell of a teenage girl the emotions of her innocence and happiness, and can tell from the voice of a teenage girl whether she lives happily or sadly.

That's how he sets his hunting goals.

He didn't have eyes, he couldn't see, but he was looking for a girl who was beautiful and cute.

His bag is made of secret law and keeps his eyes hidden for a long time without breaking.

Now the bag is filled with the eyes of a young girl, and the eyes of other creatures are thrown away by him.

The night breeze brings cool and varied scents, breathing intoxicatingly and subtly.

Suddenly, a hint of smell caught his attention. It's so wonderful, so wonderful. Compared to it, every teenage girl he smells is like scum.

Hundreds of eyes were so intoxicated that they could not help but touch the past along that scent.

Yu Qingyao has a straight waist, maintains a perfect attitude, and rides the horse without slowing and advancing evenly.

Well, even in the dark, even if there's nobody on the street, she won't relax, what if someone peeps through the window? What if she accidentally showed up ugly?

White Lotus must always be beautiful, you know?

Wu Zhen blinked her golden eyes and quietly reminded her master: “Something's coming, I'll eat him. ”

Yu Qingyao smiled and shook his head. “No, wait for him to come. ”

Wuzhen was confused and said, "Why? ”

If she wanted to come, she flew away and ate the guy with one mouth, wouldn't that be it?

Yu Qingyao smiled: “People must see what I've done. I don't do nobody. If you ate that monster, nobody would know I did it. Who would remember me and who would appreciate it? ”

Uzhen is speechless.

“What monster?” Yu Qingyao asked. She was looking forward to being the centipede she was looking for.

Wuzhen swept over her eyes and said, "A woman hangs herself. ”

A woman hanging herself is hiding in the darkness in front of her, greedy looking at Yu Qingyao.

Yu Qingyao was also bored when she heard it was a woman hanging.

The ghost of hanging women is common in human settlements, and there is no way to hang ancient women as soon as they feel bored. This is mainly because rope is too easy to get and is the cheapest and most convenient way to commit suicide.

At this point, the way they cut their wrists, they haven't got it yet. They knew it would take a lot of courage and wrist, and a sharp sword that ordinary women couldn't do.

It's not easy to take poison. Not rich women who have the right to buy poison at all. Poisons are expensive and not readily available. Many women don't even know what's poisonous.

Another way women like to commit suicide is to jump, but the ancient buildings are not tall, they are commonly on the second floor, they don't know how to jump, at most they break bones.

The tall tower is not without, it's a high-end wine tower, a city building on the gates, or a palace room. Ordinary women can't even get in, you know?

By contrast, who doesn't have a rope? I really can't find the rope, rip the cloth strip and screw it up.

The woman hung up her courage and showed up.

She put away the ghost face and dressed as a beautiful silk robe woman. She rushed to Yu Qingyao in panic. "Help! ”

Yu Qingyao raised his hand and thunder struck the ghost with a thunderbolt.

He meows, I hate women, you're dead, you can't stay underground, and you come in front of me to obstruct your eyes, then fly gray!

The female ghost stopped stunned, her body turned into a green smoke, and the wind scattered.

Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin were shocked and quickly dialed the knife behind them. The iron ring struck the back of the knife, and the sound of loudness continued.

Yu Qingyao appeased them with a smile: “Don't panic, it's just a ghost, it's okay! ”

Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin laughed awkwardly and closed the knife.

By then, the Hundred Eyes are almost here.

The wonderful smell he smelled was exactly what Yu Qingyao smelled like.

Feeling the power of Palm Ray, he had to stop.

The demons were afraid of Ray, and he questionably mentioned lifting his nose, not feeling the dull, wet smell before it rained.

Hundred Eyes hesitated for a moment, couldn't hold back the desire for Yu Qingyao's eyes, or walked towards her. For him, Yu Qingyao's eyes are priceless and the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen.

Collectible people tend to be terrible, especially when they see their favorite treasures.

That kind of madness and obsession goes far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Zhang Mingzhi, a disciple of Changxin's exterior gate, patrolled the street with his four brothers. He complained to himself in secret. Damn Hundred Eyes, it was not good to go. He ran away and caused me not to sleep.

Turn a corner and suddenly you see a dark shadow in the alley.

Zhang Mingzhi drank loudly: “Who? Stop right there! ”

As he yelled, he chased after him.

Honestly, he didn't expect the shadow to be a monster, thought it was a thief or gambler, wanted to catch the guy to succeed, got angry about being forced to patrol, and got some booze money.

The shadow was a hundred eyes. When he heard the screams and hurried footsteps, his figure was stiff.