Emperor of Death

Chapter 28 One-shot kill
"Boom..." Huang Xinrou's sword fell to the ground, completely giving up resistance.

"Hahaha, Ms. Huang is really a happy person. Don't worry, the brothers will respect Ms. Huang along the way and won't let you suffer." Zhao Dong laughed.

Zhao Dong's subordinate, a wretched-looking middle-aged man in black, smiled and said, "Brother, what should we do with these two people?"

A group of people finally cast their eyes on the faces of Ye Chen and Ye Xiaoluo.

Yechen looked indifferent, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, indifferent to what happened in the cave.

At this moment, Zhao Dong looked at Yechen and Ye Xiaoluo with great interest, and finally rested his eyes on Ye Xiaoluo's face, suddenly felt his eyes light up, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to be in such a barren mountain and remote place." , can also see this kind of little beauty, little girl, are you Huang Xinrou's maid?"

Ye Xiaoluo quickly shook her head and said, "No, it's not."

Although Ye Xiaoluo had some affection for Huang Xinrou, but the little girl was afraid of causing trouble to Yechen, so she firmly denied it.

"Oh!" Zhao Dong responded noncommittally, and then said lightly, "It's okay, whether you are Huang Xinrou's maid or not, it doesn't matter, as long as you serve me happily, I will guarantee that you will have a good life in the next life."

"Ah You……"

Although Ye Xiaoluo was angry in her heart, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth, for fear of hurting her young master.

Yechen shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Why are there always so many stupid people in this world? Originally, you could easily complete the task and leave safely, but your words sent yourself to hell .”

Originally Yechen didn't want to meddle in the affairs between Zhao Dong and the woman in yellow, but the other party dared to tease Ye Xiaoluo face to face, this crime should be punished.

Zhao Dong didn't feel that the god of death was coming quietly, and smiled at his subordinates: "Miss Huang, we can't move, but this girl, after I finish having fun, I will give my brothers a good time. As for this kid, I look at it as an eyesore. , kill it."

"Hahahaha! Boss is wise." A group of people grinned grinningly. They had been wandering around the Yinshan Mountain for more than a month. There were no villages or shops in front of this place, and the ground was full of zombies or ghosts. They were already full of anger. Seeing Ye Xiaoluo's beautiful appearance, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hahaha, boy, you didn't run away just now, did you really think the grandpas would let you go?"

The wretched man smiled cheaply, drew his sword and walked towards Yechen.

Huang Xinrou shook her head and sighed: "If you joined forces with me just now, you might still have some hope, but now... Sigh."

No matter how eye-catching Yechen's previous performance was, he was only a warrior after all, and Zhao Dong and his zombies were both warriors. His subordinates included a first-level warrior and five eighth- and ninth-level warriors. In Huang Xinrou's opinion, it is more than enough to deal with Yechen.

"Little thief, regret it now."

Huang Xinrou said viciously, hating that he didn't help her just now, if he was willing to join forces, why would Zhao Dong break through one by one.

"Boy, do you dare to scold me? Send us to the gate of hell, hahaha, now grandpa will send you to the gate of hell first."

The wretched man sneered, the long knife in his hand shone with silver light, and slashed towards Yechen's throat.

Yechen got up, pulled out the purple long sword on Ye Xiaoluo's back in an instant, and said to Ye Xiaoluo in the spare time, "Look out."

Silver light glowed on the purple long sword, and the silver light condensed a ferocious head, facing the wretched man's long knife.

"Boy, dare to resist."

The long knife approached Yechen's throat in an instant.

The purple long sword slashed down, hitting the weak point of the long knife with one stroke, swinging the long knife in the hand of the wretched man, and then pointing out the tip of the sword, this set of movements is as smooth as a meteor piercing the void.

The purple sword stabbed out, and the wretched man lowered his head with difficulty, looked at the purple long sword that pierced his throat, widened his eyes, and said in an unbelievable tone: "How could this be, this, it's impossible..."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and died with deep unwillingness.

In an instant, everyone was shocked, and all the joking expressions froze on their respective faces.

(End of this chapter)