Chapter 127 Undercurrent
"What are you doing?" Fake Yuanji caught a glimpse of Yunchu's look of being more mournful than heartbroken and unable to live, and frowned puzzled.

This girl is sick!This expression... what does it mean?Didn't he just say he wouldn't kill her?Could it be that he didn't believe him?

hateful!How can he live thousands of years, when did he tell a lie?
In Yunchu's mind, the bullet screens of "I have a terminal illness", "I have a terminal illness", and "Terminal...sickness" kept rolling in Yunchu's mind, but he didn't hear the fake Yuanji's words at all.

The fake boss has a bad temper, seeing that she is ignoring him, he immediately lifts her up like a chicken, and throws her onto the floor with a "boom."

Yun Chu was so painful that he was about to suffocate. He felt that his current situation must be hopeless.

Simply lying on the bed, motionless, completely emptied himself.

Fake Yuanji gritted his teeth, couldn't help reaching out and slapping her lower back, "Hey! Are you dead?"

Yun Chu remained motionless, as if he couldn't even breathe.

Fake Yuanji was annoyed, and frowned, "If you play dead again, I'll really kill you!"

Yun Chu still didn't move, continued to lie on the corpse, ignoring the existence of a certain fake.

Fake Yuanji took a deep breath, grabbed the back of her neck again, and said viciously: "Get up! Your body won't be able to handle even this little injury. Don't try to lie to me, get up quickly !"

Yun Chu turned his head slowly, his eyes were dull, and his voice was determined, "Please be gentle with terminally ill patients!"

Fake Yuanji was taken aback for a moment, then got angry: ... Damn it!Yuan Ji, get the hell out of here!Where on earth did you find such a stupid bitch, you must be sick!
I'm going to drive her crazy!
If you don't come back, I will really kill her!

Yun Chu: Ah——my whole body hurts, but she seems to have slipped through this test!
The fake is inexplicable, but she can confirm that he won't kill herself.It's not that I don't want to, but I won't...

When he first showed his murderous aura, she felt evil and dangerous, and any strange smile could make her hair stand on end.

But now... how stupid and cute this guy is, and he still puts on the face of the big devil, turning the original domineering boss into a lame and sick girl.

So, this person really can't just look at appearance, temperament is also extremely important!
Even with one face, it's a world of difference.

…………

On this side, Yunchu was fighting wits and bravery with the fake and sickly, and on the other side, there was also an undercurrent surging in the outer palace of the Nether Palace.

For example, right now, there is a group of demon cultivators gathered together, ready to line up to find fault and die.

"Brother, our people can't die in vain! That Lan Ping doesn't think much of us!"

All the demon cultivators looked angry, surrounded by a middle-aged demon cultivator with a burly figure and a decent appearance.

"You can't act impulsively, we are not his opponents after all..."

"Third brother, you are cowardly!"

"Why am I being cowardly? I'm also thinking about our brothers!"

"Heh, for the sake of my brother, I should fight with that sissy! Brother, don't you think so?"

"Cough! This matter should be discussed in a long-term way!" Yu Zhong, who was surrounded in the middle, looked gloomy and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

After all, the fact that his brother was killed by Lan Ping raising his hand left a huge shadow on him.

It's just that he has been in the Nether Ghosts for so many years, and he has finally gained his current reputation. If he flatly refuses, he will definitely be stabbed in the back by those who have been coveting his position.

If you lose your current prestige and status just because of this, then the loss outweighs the gain!
(End of this chapter)

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