The Sealer of the Sword

This is a room, perhaps a bedroom is actually better.

But it wasn't the room he stayed with Xiaolongjuan just now. He was teleporting over. The teleportation target he was thinking of in his heart and thinking in his mind was Taisuke Zeyong.

Who is Taisuke Zeyong?

If it is so alone and said suddenly, it may be impossible to think of it for a while, but if it is said that "Sun is on campus", when it is said that Sun is on campus, one is obviously not the protagonist, but in a sense he grabs it. Our great brother Cheng, who is far away in the kingdom of heaven, if there is a certain yellow hair, then maybe there should be an impression.

And that yellow hair, who is great in a sense, is now sleeping soundly in his sleep without any danger.

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what can we do about it?

What should I do?

The yellow hair in front of him was sleeping so soundly that he couldn't bear to wake him up.

Ah, really, why do you always have to be the villain yourself, right?

As Yan Ye spoke like this, he slowly lowered his eyes, and when the corners of his mouth slowly cracked into an exaggerated arc, he laughed.

I don't know if it's because of the sudden presence of another person in the room, or because Yan Ye's current existence is like turning into a god of death, which is enough to make ordinary people start to tremble, or because of Yan Ye's cracked smile that makes him shudder. Huang Mao felt as if the evil spirit was standing behind him.

But anyway-

The yellow hair, who was in a sound sleep state, woke up.

The yellow hair was stiff like that, slowly, cautiously, and timidly, he turned his head, looked behind him, and looked at the place where Yan Ye was standing——

devil.

Those scarlet eyes, the cracked corners of the mouth, and the despairing eyes made the yellow hair think of the word in an instant.

Huang Mao was immediately scared to pee, he just rolled and crawled like that and wanted to stand up, and when he suddenly opened his mouth to scream—

Yan Ye, who was standing there, just smiled and raised his right hand, extending his index finger upwards.

hum! ! !

Suddenly, with such a voice, the yellow-haired figure disappeared in an instant.

After doing all this, Yan Ye smiled and tapped his toes, and his figure disappeared directly.

When it reappeared, it appeared in the sky several hundred meters high from the original room.

Yan Ye smiled like that, letting his body fall in a free fall. At the same time, the yellow hair that had disappeared, was just like him at the moment, from the hundreds of meters above the sky, doing freedom. Falling action.

Seeing that Huang Mao was so frightened that he urinated directly, Yan Ye said with a smile, "Yo, good evening."

Huang Mao couldn't answer Yan Ye's greetings at all now. He was dancing with fright while doing free fall, as if he was tap dancing in the sky, and as if he was drowning and trying to survive.

Yan Ye didn't get a response from Huang Mao, and he wasn't annoyed. He just smiled and opened his hands, and said with a smile, "It's rare to see such a good night, let's celebrate?"

When he said this, the yellow hair instantly saw the sky where he fell, and suddenly there was a touch of cherry blossom color.

When he approached, he realized that the color of the cherry blossoms - but it was a thousand sharp knives that were shooting at him.

Before Huang Mao could scream or make any movement, the thousand sharp knives pierced through his body in an instant.

But but-

Each knife did not pierce the fatal injury.

Just like a scalpel, it perfectly avoids all blood vessels, all internal organs, and all injuries that are directly fatal.

So much so that after receiving the piercing baptism of a thousand sharp knives, Huang Mao didn't even faint, let alone die.

But according to the pain like a thousand knives, his face is now covered with heart-piercing pain and hideousness, and the expression of pain is twisted on his face like that, tangled into a ball.

the reason is simple--

Although those thousand sharp knives were sharp knives, they were actually made up of knives so small that they were like petals, so the moment they pierced his body, they actually turned into pieces and split away in an instant.

But there is only one thing, there is a place, there is no.

It was the only one that was not broken into pieces, but a complete tachi, which directly cut into the two tui of the yellow hair, causing a chain reaction like a direct explosion.

So naturally, even if Huang Mao fainted with pain, he would wake up in pain because something most important exploded.

Just like that, when going back and forth between the pain dizziness and the pain awakening, the yellow hair suddenly fell directly to the ground - there was still a centimeter away...

Yan Ye didn't directly let him fall to the ground like that, but stopped him just one centimeter away from the ground, and then hit the ground again.

Yan Ye slowly floated down just like that, floating more than ten centimeters above the ground, looking at the expression of the yellow hair that was so frightened that the whole person was broken—

The yellow hair lying on the ground raised his head like that, and after looking around, his eyes finally settled on Yan Ye.

then--

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

With an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and the terrifying scream, the yellow hair that was lying motionless on the ground as if it was broken just now, suddenly, rolling and crawling towards the distance. run away.

However, because of the explosion somewhere, the appearance of Huang Mao's escape was unusually joyful.

Oops, this is really treating myself as a demon.