Think about it.

Thyssen shrugged and wandered, hanging far behind the demon just in case. After all, with the willful temperament of Ezamo, who knows what he will do casually. Besides, it's even worse if you accidentally get sick.

Being a subordinate to his point is really unprecedented.

Nagging even more than the old mother, sometimes, Thyssen wonders if he has a disease that can't be left alone? It's too pit! It seems that all the questions he thinks about throughout the day are related to demons, and it is no wonder that Garilo says that he will not find a partner in his life. If this development continues, he may not be able to find a partner until he is old.

"Stay away!" The demon said lightly.

The cold voice did not have a hint of emotion.

The meaning of disgust in the words is self-evident.

The corners of Thyssen's mouth twitched, wanting to cry without tears. I really want to shout loudly: "Demon, do you want to be so ruthless like a plucker?" I don't know how you think you are ruthless...... It's completely the tone of abandoning the old love, no matter how you listen to it, it's crazy, right? ”

"Yo! Got it! Thyssen shrugged his shoulders, not showing the slightest expression of anger or annoyance.

In the past few years, he has long been accustomed to the ruthless face of the devil. If he was really angry about such a thing, he would die of anger at least seven or eight times a day. Garillo says he's masochistic, and that's a real possibility.

Yancheng Fang is the prosperous place of Shangyang City.

The lantern festival was held in Xihe, and it was night, and Yanchengfang was crowded.

Jiang Qing walked out of Taoyuan Pavilion and didn't do anything in a hurry, walking slowly on the street, following the crowd to feel the worldliness of this era. Alone, if you are in a strange street, your heart can't help but become empty, and an indescribable coldness suddenly spreads from the soles of your feet to your limbs. That feeling, she had almost forgotten that when she went home and saw Zhou Heng lying on the bed with other women intimately, she had this kind of panic and apprehension.

It's cold.

It's like being in the snow and ice, and your limbs are stiff.

Tears couldn't help but overflow from the eye sockets. The feeling of being lost for a long time seems to be revived from the heart at this moment, and it seems that it is far away, lonely, and sad when it is in the crowd.

For a moment, it was as if the whole world was left alone.

"Is this girl in a bad mood?" Suddenly, there was a ridiculous sound.

Jiang Qing turned around, but saw five men surrounded by him, with ordinary appearances, pale and empty, and he knew that he was overindulgent at a glance. Come to think of it, it shouldn't be a serious person.

Frivolous, casual teasing.

It's really unbearable, Jiang Qing's eyes suddenly sank.

"Something?" Jiang Qing said lightly. Raising his eyes, he glanced at the five people. Soon realized that something was wrong, as soon as these five people appeared, the street instantly became a lot empty, and it was obvious that these five people were famous in Yanchengfang. Even, just by seeing the faces of the five of them, everyone around them fled one after another, lest they be targeted.

"It's a long night, my brothers are very empty, do you want to accompany us to the Lantern Festival to play?" Zhao Qi swallowed his saliva, but his eyes were staring at Jiang Qing's bumpy and delicate body. "It looks average, but this body is very ......" said, and did not forget to stick out the tip of his tongue and lick his lips lightly, which was very obscene.

"Oh! The long night is long and empty, isn't it? Jiang Qing smiled skillfully, her pretty lips pursed slightly, revealing a natural innocent temptation. Turning sideways slightly, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Qi and the five of them as if they couldn't understand the meaning of the words.

On the side, passers-by looked at Jiang Qing with regret in their eyes for no reason.

Another poor man!

Zhao Qi is from the Zhao clan in Yubei. has no ability, is full of scum, don't have any reputation in Shangyang City, he is basically a bastard third-level scumbag. bullying men and women, buying and selling, almost never done half a praiseworthy good thing. Therefore, whenever Zhao Qi and the five of them appeared in Shangyang City, although the empty alley of 10,000 people was a little exaggerated, it was almost the same.

Distance.

The demon stood still, quietly half-hiding his figure in the darkness.

When he arrived at Yanchengfang, he suddenly found Jiang Qing's back, and was just about to step forward to say hello, but considering the mask on his face, he paused and thought for a while. But he didn't want to, but after coming back to his senses again, he saw that Jiang Qing was actually entangled by Zhao Qi and others.

A face, condensed in an instant, exuding a cold and tyrannical killing intent.

The killing intent came too suddenly.

The streets seemed to be covered in hell, and everyone felt chills all around.

"Who? Dare to disturb my Zhao Qi's good deeds, don't you want to live? Zhao Qi shouted. Otherwise, he was frightened by the tyrannical murderous aura and almost fell to the ground. Zhao Qi felt faceless, and roared directly without thinking about it.

Jiang Qing raised her eyebrows, this killing intent was unexpectedly familiar.

"Huh?" The demon slowly walked out of the darkness and swept Zhao Qi with a cold eye. Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Qing, obviously only a day had passed, but he felt like several years had passed. Seven years has passed so long, but when face-to-face contact passes, he can't stand the world without Jiang Qing for even a minute.

The burning eyes almost turned into substance.

Jiang Qing was surprised, and looked up at the masked demon, the familiar smell of medicine.

His eyelids flashed, and suddenly a name broke into his mind, "Demon? ”

The body shape and taste are indeed similar to the devil. However, seeing that he was wearing a mask, Jiang Qing specially lowered his voice. However, the demon heard it very clearly, and was very satisfied that Jiang Qing could recognize him at a glance. The cold face under the mask has a faint warmth, and it is a subtle feeling to be able to recognize yourself at first glance.

"Who are you kid? Do you want to be a hero to save the United States? Zhao Qixiao smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Qing's waist.

Jiang Qing's expression was cold, and she cut her hand back, and with a crisp 'click' sound, she quickly twisted Zhao Qi's ill-intentioned arm.

"Ahh

"Damn! Do you know who he is? ”

"The clan surnamed Zhao will not let go of your ......"

"Zhao Qi, are you okay?"

For a while, the remaining four people shouted one after another. The words are nothing more than the repetition of those threatening words, and there is nothing new at all. On the side, passers-by saw that Jiang Qing actually twisted Zhao Qi's arms violently, and retreated three or four steps back in a panic, unable to avoid it.

"Quack." Mo Sen said coldly.

Raising his hand, he walked back towards the four of them.

"Poof!" After a few sounds, several people fell into a ball like dumplings. Compared with Jiang Qing, the demon movements were more rude and violent, and he didn't think about whether he would take the lives of those people from beginning to end.

"He touched you?" The demon asked, his eyes fell sharply on Zhao Qi, who was twitching in pain, and his dark pupils were deep and dark, and at a glance, it made people feel cold.

Jiang Qing shook her head slightly, and said coldly: "Just him, it's not worthy!" The indifferent tone did not hide the trace of disdain and contempt, there was not even a decent attendant by his side, even if these people were from a big family, I am afraid that their status in the family was not high.