The end of the world has nothing to do with me

Chapter 269 Boss, your voltage is unstable

The eyes are dark, and the eyes are bright.

Ling Huohuo blinked his eyes and raised his head.

"Did the light flicker just now? Boss, your voltage is unstable."

"..."

The air was momentarily quiet.

"Oh, interesting, interesting." Yuyihu said with a sudden smile, but Ling Huohuo felt that the other party was angry.

Women are really strange creatures. They were talking and laughing while drinking coffee together just now, why did they get angry in a blink of an eye?
But it has nothing to do with myself.

Ling Huohuo shook his head, turned around, and was taken aback for a moment, and found that at some point, there were several people with different postures standing behind him.

"Well, please let me go."

A group of people looked at Ling Huohuo and said nothing.

Looking at the other party's strange clothes and hairstyle, could it be said that he met a Japanese hooligan?

"Give way." Ling Huohuo patted the shoulder of the strong man standing in front of him.

The strong man remained silent.

"Boss, please think carefully about this concubine's proposal. You know the consequences of angering this concubine." Yu Yihu said suddenly, without waiting for the old man to answer, he stood up suddenly and looked at Ling Huohuo.

"Now, this concubine really discovered something interesting, Ling Huohuo, can you tell me your real identity?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? I don't understand." Ling Huohuo was sloppy.

At this time, if you can't see clearly that Yuyihu has something to do with the group of people blocking you, and it's not simple, you are really mentally retarded.

"Oh, is it?" Yuyi Fox said with a smile.

Ling Huohuo narrowed his eyes and squatted down instantly. At the moment Ling Huohuo squatted down, a long knife flashed past Ling Huohuo's hair. If Ling Huohuo didn't dodge, he would have been chopped into pieces horizontally. two halves.

"It's not a gentleman's behavior to do something without saying anything." Ling Huohuo said a little unhappy.

"Sorry, I'm a lady." Yu Yihu smiled and played word games.

Before Ling Huohuo could refute, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind Ling Huohuo.

"Hmph." Ling Huohuo snorted coldly.

The moment he realized something was wrong, he began to check the situation around him. The group of people around him all had a monster aura, they should be monsters, most of them were at the fourth level, and only a few were at the third level. As for the female high school student who claims to be a fox in feather clothes, what she has on her body is not the evil spirit, but the death spirit. No, it should be said that the death spirit has suppressed her own monster spirit. She couldn't get rid of the dead air entangled in her body, so she gave Ling Huohuo an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

After all, it is not suitable for living people to stay in a place full of death.

A creature with such a strong death energy has either killed too much, or has just climbed out of hell.

And the strength of Yuyihu is at the fifth level!

The old man standing near the bar and the two waiters gave Ling Huohuo a strange feeling. They were neither human nor monsters. There was no reference, and based on Ling Huohuo's limited experience, it was impossible to determine the specific identity of the other party.

The strength of the old man is at the fifth level, the waitress is at the fourth level, and the male waiter is at the third level.

Ling Huohuo felt that he might have entered the monster's nest this time, and the number of monsters behind him was gradually increasing, but Ling Huohuo couldn't handle it at will.

With a cold snort, the aura in Ling Huohuo's body erupted instantly, and all means of attacking Ling Huohuo were stopped, and after a moment of stalemate, they were bounced back to the direction of the attacker.

The monsters wanted to intercept them, but found that the force of the attack was beyond their ability to deal with. Instead, they were all thrown backwards, hitting the door of the coffee shop, and knocked out large and small holes in the wall where the door was located.

"A bunch of scum." Ling Huohuo pouted.

The only thing that can make Ling Huohuo vigilant is the feathered fox. As for the old man, he doesn't look like an enemy, but he has to guard against it.

Ling Huohuo walked to the door and kicked the strong man who fell in the ruins, probably because he was too heavy and did not fly very far.

"Can I leave this time?" Ling Huohuo asked the strong man and the monster. Just as the strong man was about to answer, he protruded a mouthful of purple blood, obviously seriously injured.

Ling Huohuo's outburst stunned the others.

The old man and the three were a little surprised that Ling Huohuo was an extraordinary person, but they were even more surprised when they found out that Ling Huohuo was so strong. They instantly eliminated so many third- and fourth-level monsters, and their strength was definitely at the fifth level!
However, it doesn't make sense that Ling Huohuo can't see the situation of the coffee shop, so why does he still go in, as if he still doesn't know anything?

Could it be that Ling Huohuo's senses are weak?
In fact, Ling Huohuo is also very helpless. The ability to detect is an active skill for him. He doesn't need to detect the means, he can only roughly perceive the danger that is attacking him. Same as ordinary people.

And it's impossible for him to throw a probing technique every time he goes to a place, and then judge whether he can get in, it's very tiring, okay, and doesn't it feel neurotic?

However, Ling Huohuo didn't care too much. With his own strength, unless he encountered someone above the sixth rank, even if Ling Huohuo couldn't beat him, he would have no problem running away. Even if he encountered a more powerful one, he couldn't escape. The door is here, Ling Huohuo can still wait for someone to save him, not to mention there are [-] people watching in the small world, people of the eighth and ninth ranks come to bully the small, and beat Ling Huohuo, the idea of ​​the sword god's successor, Eight hundred will definitely fly out and make a few holes in the opponent's body.

Of course, if the difference in strength is not too big, the eight hundred will not care about it. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, let those who are in the same realm, or those who are not as good as you solve it by means that do not violate morals, then admit it Otherwise, going out would be a disgrace to the Sword God.

Seeing Ling Huohuo showing off his power, Yuyihu smiled and clapped his hands.

"Concubine, I am really more and more interested in you."

A layer of purple mist suddenly appeared from the ground, covering everything, whether it was the monsters under Ling Huohuo's feet, or the coffee shop and the ruins, they all disappeared.

Ling Huohuo narrowed his eyes, pulled out the sword case, and stood up on guard.

When the fog thinned, Ling Huohuo found that he was still standing in place, the surrounding buildings were covered with a layer of purple, and a faint mist floated around, and the whole space did not have the breath of an ordinary person. Two waiters came to Ling Huohuo's side.

"What's the situation?" Ling Huohuo asked. He felt that he was isolated from the real world, and everything seemed extremely illusory. After watching it for a long time, he seemed to have the illusion of being integrated with this place.

"It's an incomplete Hyakki Night Walk. Now you and I are on the road of ghosts. It can be understood as being in a space interlayer adjacent to the real world that is exclusively for monsters to walk."

The old man smiled wryly, the fox in feathers pulled them into the ghost road, the meaning is self-evident, it is a threat to them, if they reject the "proposal" made by fox in feathers to them, maybe next time they stand on this road They are the ones who are facing the ghosts of the night, which makes people feel aggrieved, but there is no way, they really can't beat them.

"As expected of a monster from thousands of years ago, even if its strength is greatly reduced, even if all ghosts have not gathered together, even if it has not started yet, this momentum is not comparable to other ghosts." The old man looked around and sighed.

"Ala, it's really an honor to receive such a compliment, and the concubine and the concubine who is not yet a good person are really honored."

Accompanied by the voice of the feathered fox, countless black shadows floated from a distance, in a trance, making it hard to see clearly.

However, the first thing that can be seen clearly is the long hair coiled up, revealing the snow-white neck, wearing a white kimono decorated with blood-colored cherry blossoms, carrying a long sword with a white sheath on his back, and a smiling fox in feathers!
(End of this chapter)