The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“Impossible!” The sound of a cold night almost came out.

If Yimei had left a long time ago, how could she not go to Yama to see him and his little master?

Even if Yingmei could leave him behind, he would never leave his little master behind.

“You are lying!!” On a cold night, he suddenly grabbed Xu Fu's collar and lifted him high, "Quickly, where is Yingmei? What did you do to her? If not, don't blame me for being rude!! ”

“I... I really don't know! Young-min is really gone. ”

Xu Fu shouted and shouted, “Perhaps, maybe when Master Yingmei walked past the martial arts, he found it interesting, so go inside and take a look? Why don't you go to the warehouse and check it out? ”

His hands slammed on the ground in the cold of night.

Xu Fu gave a painful grunt.

The chest was then severely trampled and a broken bone was heard.

“I warn you, better not play tricks with me. If anything really happens to Yingmei, I will make you want to live, not die! ”

Xu Fu's head was full of cold sweat, and the rubbish flowed. “Son, forgive me! If you don't believe me, my people can take you everywhere in Ghost Market to find you. ”

……

The anxiety in the cold nights is getting stronger and deeper.

Especially when he took Xu Fu and searched almost every corner of Ghost Market, but couldn't even find the shadow of Yingmei.

“Chill, I... I just told you, didn't I? Master Yimei has long since left. Maybe he's home by now? ”

The cold night could no longer control the panic and violence in his heart. He snapped Xu Fu's neck and tightened it a little.

“I don't believe a word of your bullshit. If you refuse to tell the truth, saving your life is useless! ”

Kalaka, the throat was slightly choked.

Xu Fu saw the uncovered killing and cruelty in the eyes of the cold night, and the fear in his heart finally flickered.

“Don't... don't kill me... I... I said... cough, cough! ”

On a cold night, he let go of his hand and kicked Xu Fu's stomach. His eyes were unspeakably gloomy and cold. "Say, where's Shadow? What did you do to him? ”

“No... not me... cough, yes... yes..."

Xu Fu's words were not finished, and his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a frightening look.

Then slowly lower your head and look into your abdomen.

Only on his round belly, a glittering sword blade came straight out.

With blood, with yellow greasy fat, with intestines, it's disgusting.

Xu Fu turned his head rigidly and saw the two people standing behind him. There was unspeakable resentment on his face. "The nigger made me, the white devil made me... I am so loyal to the Yan Wang... why...”

Bang--!

The fat body fell to the ground and completely broke his breath.

“Waste, can't even do that little thing. How are you qualified to stay in Ghost Market? ”

The cold night did not take another look at Xu Fu's body, but looked at two people not far away.

One of them was in white and the other in black, embroidered with opposite colours of silk thread.

On a cold night, they were made by black and white men.

The niggers make it technically not a ghost market person.

It's the private heart of every haunted Yan Wang.

The cold night looked at them, “Did you take Shadowy? What do you want to do? ”

The nigger and the white ghost looked at each other and smiled strangely.