Save the Two-dimensional Devil

Di Qinglin's white clothes were already stained with blood and dust. He ignored it, crawled back to the corpse, and used his remaining arm to hold the corpse's head, trying in vain to close it again.

The split head is like a dry walnut, closing, splitting, closing again, splitting again...

Di Qinglin's head was full of anxiety, and tears were shed.

Yang Zheng was lucky, because he turned his back to the sky and didn't see the hell.

Lan Yichen's eyeballs were about to fall, and his whole body was cold.

The way Liu Xu asked him to make an appointment that day, Tiao Hulishan and Di Qinglin out of the Hou Mansion. When he followed Liu Xu into this cave, he already thought he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world, but what happened in front of him now is simply It was ten times greater than the shock it gave him that day!

After a while, Di Qinglin finally stopped trying to repair the dead body. He pressed down hard, and the split head turned into a pool of broken bones.

Chapter 903 The feeling of death, return with a rewarding experience

He stood up again, his originally handsome face was distorted by anger, ferocious like a ghost, with disheveled hair, blood red eyes, and shouted like crazy: "Why are you hurting them? I want your lives!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his right palm abruptly, with a look of madness in his eyes, and walked towards Yang Zheng step by step.

Among these people, only Liu Xu was still sober.

"Destroy these dead people!" Liu Xu roared, resisting the severe pain all over his body, moved his body, and knocked over the nearest corpse.

Di Qinglin stopped abruptly, revealing a lifeless eyeball from his long hair, turned towards Liu Xu, stared at him firmly, and murmured to himself: "Kill you first, kill you first, first kill you……"

Not far away, Lan Yichen understood Liu Xu's meaning, got up and rushed into the cave where the corpses were densest.

He doesn't have a sword, his internal organs are injured, and he can't lift a sliver of skill, but he still has fists, feet, and head.

He kicked, hit, even bit and bumped, knocking over the corpses all over the floor.

Di Qinglin suddenly turned his head, and with a sway of his body, he rushed towards Lan Yichen again.

He was dressed in white, with disheveled hair, only one arm left, and a pale eyeball protruding from the long hair, floating in mid-air, almost no different from Li Gui.

Before the person arrived, the only palm had already rushed towards the blue-faced door.

Lan Yichen didn't have time to dodge at all, and couldn't dodge, so he hurriedly grabbed a corpse and stopped him in front of him.

Di Qinglin's palm stirred up a stream of air, blowing the corpse's hair.

Seeing that his palm was about to hit the face of the corpse, Di Qinglin forcibly withdrew his power, turned his palm to one side of the air, his body fell to the ground due to the huge inertia, his forehead hit a sharp table corner heavily, blood flowed like Note.

Lan Yichen spat out another mouthful of blood, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground together with the corpse.

Regardless of the wound on his forehead, Di Qinglin rolled over and crawled to the corpse, pushed Lan Yichen away, and hugged the corpse tightly into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, never..." His voice suddenly stopped.

Di Qinglin's eyes were full of disbelief, he lowered his head slowly, and saw a bright sword tip protruding from his Yuexiong mouth.

Liu Xu stood behind him, barely supporting his body on the table with his left hand with only two fingers left, and tightly holding the handle of the Longevity Sword in his right hand.

The bone in his right arm was broken, and a simple movement of drawing a sword almost made Liu Xu faint in pain.

The long sword left Di Qinglin's back, but not much blood flowed from the wound.

In fact, after a fierce battle, the four people in the crypt didn't have much blood to shed.

Perhaps because of the reflection of the light, Di Qinglin's eyes finally showed the color that human beings should have.

He turned around, leaned against a corpse, stared blankly at his mouth, and said in a broken voice: "I... I am, are you going to... die...? So... death, yes This feeling……"

Liu Xu punched heavily on his right arm with two fingers of his left hand. The huge pain felt instantly made his trembling arm more stable.

He gripped the Longevity Sword tightly and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely die this time. If you don't die, I will pay you as much as you want."

Di Qinglin raised his head, looked into Liu Xu's eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you, this is, I, the happiest day in my life."

"You are Welcome!"

Liu Xu raised his hand and swung his sword.

A person's head rose into the sky.

The corners of Di Qinglin's mouth turned up slightly, with a contented smile on his face.

With a horizontal stroke of the sword, Liu Xu split the smile in half.

Di Qinglin will never be able to laugh anymore, no matter if it is a half-smile or a contented smile.

Only ridiculous.

……

The fire soared into the sky, illuminating the darkest sky before dawn.

The fire in Yiwaihou's Mansion lasted for ten days, until the huge mansion, which symbolized power and concealed evil, was completely burnt to ashes.

Many years later, people who lived near the Hou's mansion still had lingering fears when they recalled the sudden fire. They could still clearly remember that in the light of the fire, it seemed that they could hear the wailing of countless lives, and they could see distorted images emerging one after another. face.

All this finally disappeared with the fire.

No matter if he is number one in the world or Fengliu Xia is less, after death, he is just a handful of ashes, like all the corpses in the crypt, it becomes a handful of white fly ash, even if it is a real god's eye, it can't get out of it. From this handful of ashes, it can be seen how prominent they were and how powerful their martial arts were during their lifetime.

Di Qinglin and his babies are finally together forever, no one can separate them, not even the parting hook, they have me in you, and you in me.

Maybe in hell, Di Qinglin would sincerely thank those who were killed by him, maybe not, maybe he would jump up and down and yell at him unwillingly, maybe he would still have that indifferent smile, maybe those souls would Form a group to seek revenge on him...

But all of this is not important anymore, Liu Xu just wants to send Di Qinglin to hell, and that is enough.

No matter how he is living in hell, one thing Liu Xu can be sure of is that he will feel happy because of this incident in the world.

A person can live for a few years. If you hesitate to do what you want to do every time, over time, even if you practice nine yin and nine yang, people who are infused with nine Wuyazi's skills will definitely be suffocated into internal injuries.

This kind of life is better than hitting one's head to death.

Di Qinglin wanted to kill, so he did, and he did, so he lived happily.

Liu Xu wanted to kill Di Qinglin, so he did it, and in the end not only did he kill him, but he was not dead himself, so he was happier.

Fortunately, in the battle with Di Qinglin, who had almost reached the top level, he only had three fingers of his own.

Of course, the weight of the three fingers is less than a catty, so after quietly using the secret regeneration technique of the Longevity Sword, Liu Xu's injury seems to be much lighter than that of Yang Zheng.

This time, Liu Xu returned with a full reward, not only got a flagon, an ancient Blue Mountain sword, but also a horse.

old wine.

Chapter 904 No one greeted me before time travel!

Liu Xu opened his eyes and found that he had returned to Yang Ying's villa.

He went downstairs to the living room.

"Uncle? You finally came back, and you didn't say clearly when you left. Where did you go all night?" The person who asked the question was a woman Yang Ying called Aunt Lan.

"Yesterday, something happened to a friend, and I went to help." Liu Xu said the "truth".

Aunt Lan didn't say much, she just looked at Liu Xu complainingly, and said, "Young Master, you are really serious, even if you go out, you should say hello!"

"No one greeted me before time travel!" Liu Xu nodded awkwardly, "Thank you, Aunt Lan, how about her?"

It stands to reason that today is Saturday, so there is no need for Yang Ying to go to work.

Did not see Yang Ying in the hall, Liu Xu asked subconsciously.

Aunt Lan, who was walking towards the kitchen, naturally knew who Liu Xu was asking. She stopped and turned back with a bit of bitterness, and said, "It's not because of the second master. The second master held a board meeting in advance, and the young lady rushed to the company early in the morning. "

Liu Xu frowned. The second master that Aunt Lan was talking about was undoubtedly Yang Ying's second uncle. It would be very unfavorable for Yang Ying to hold a board meeting in advance.

Liu Xu and Yang Ying had just received the certificates. According to Yang Ying's father's will, the 10% of the shares still belonged to Liu Xu without a lawyer's notarization.

Yang Ying had planned to take Liu Xu to transfer shares today, but was caught off guard by her second uncle.

If Liu Xu hadn't disappeared through time travel, the two of them would still have had time to transfer shares, but unfortunately...

"Aunt Lan, lend me your mobile phone. I want to call her." Liu Xu walked towards Aunt Lan and said.

Aunt Lan was taken aback. Although she didn't know why Liu Xu called Yang Ying, he was married to Yang Ying after all. Aunt Lan handed the phone to Liu Xu without thinking too much.

Liu Xu flipped through the address book quickly, and wanted to call Yang Ying, but suddenly saw the words "Fu Bo", he thought for a while, and called Fu Bo.

The current Yang Ying probably hated herself to death, so if she called her, she would probably hang up immediately after hearing Liu Xu's voice.

"Hello, it's Uncle Fu. I'm Liu Xu. Are you in the company?" After the call was made, Liu Xu spoke first.

On the other side of the phone came Faber's excited and anxious voice.

"It's uncle, where did you go? We were crazy looking for you before. Come to the company quickly. Many directors have turned to the second master, and the second master has already started to attack the young lady."

Liu Xu responded, hung up the phone, returned the phone to Aunt Lan, and said, "Aunt Lan, you don't need to cook for me, I'll go to the company."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Xu's figure left the villa.

"My uncle, alas, I hope I can catch up! Ma'am, your spirit in heaven must protect Miss!" Aunt Lan looked at the direction Liu Xu was leaving, clasped her hands together, and muttered to herself.

The limited-edition Lamborghini galloped across the road like lightning, with weird dodging movements, even super-dodging seemed to be alive. Many people thought it was the rich second generation racing, but no one came over. stop.

Although they were already speeding, Liu Xu still felt slow and kept trying to speed up.

No way, time is life now.

If she went late and Yang Ying lost the company's dominance, considering her temperament, it would be a trivial matter to divorce Liu Xu. As for fighting Liu Xu, it is not impossible.

Fortunately, Liu Xu was really fast enough to drive, and soon came downstairs to the company.

Liu Xu didn't drive into the building either, he just stopped outside and quickly ran towards the building.

The security guard at the door saw that Liu Xu got off from the Lamborghini, so he didn't open his eyes to stop him, and let him run in.

Perhaps because he didn't have to go to work on Saturday, Liu Xu was lucky. The elevator happened to stop on the first floor, so he opened it and walked in.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow walked into the entrance of the hall, waved towards Liu Xu, and said, "Wait for me."

Liu Xu followed the prestige and suddenly felt his eyes light up.

A jet-black hair bun was raised high, and under the trembling eyelashes were a pair of autumn-like eyes.

Probably because of running, two blushes appeared on her beautiful face, together with the red lip gloss on her cherry lips, it was soul-stirring.