Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Trash You Give Me Is Not What I Want.
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The scythe full of death, the black light seemed to kill everything in an instant. She raised her hand as if to wipe it out.
In the stunned gaze of everyone.
"Poof, poof!"
Footsteps came from nowhere. Behind the dusty, menacing Obasan's face.
"Poof!"
The wall behind him collapsed suddenly, smashing Hongmei down!
"Boom ......" The gray dust overruled Obasan's face, and he saw Qiuqiu's huge body standing on the collapsed wall, and behind him was a giant tree with a human head hanging from it.
"Wang!" Qiuqiu looked at Yao with a flattering expression.
Yao stepped forward and gently stroked Qiuqiu's cheeks, his white hair softening: "Qiuqiu, well done." But ......," her face sank suddenly, "how many times have you told you, you are a raccoon dog!" Not a dog! Wow, you hammer! ”
"Hmph~~" The raccoon dog let out a wail and was aggrieved.
The fortune teller sitting on Qiuqiu, still wearing a patient gown, jumped down.
In order to prevent accidents, Yao is determined to let Qiuqiu go and bring the fortune teller, Hongmei's old friend.
Don't they all say that the ex is a woman's biggest killer?
The fortune teller stood on the gravel with tears in his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, "What about Hongmei?" Where is she! ”
Everyone's eyes blinked, and now they were all fixed at the feet of the fortune teller.
Because at this moment he is stepping on Hongmei's face.
Seeing that none of them answered, the fortune teller was even more anxious, "Answer me quickly!" Where's my red plum! ”
As he spoke, he stomped his feet anxiously.
"Puff puff ......"
The group of people who watched couldn't get their eyes down.
"Hey...... You ......"
Hongmei, who was under her feet, gritted her teeth and whispered angrily.
The fortune teller who heard the voice couldn't help but lower his head, and when he saw the red plum being trampled underfoot, the fortune teller had a black line hanging on his face.
Suddenly, he squatted down and choked up, "Hongmei, who made you look like this!" I must avenge you! ”
Pulling out Hongmei's head, the stones on her body were scattered, and the fortune teller held her head and glared angrily at the people in front of him.
"You...... It's just ......," Hongmei said out of breath.
However, she was soon interrupted by a fortune teller, who slapped her in the face! "Hongmei, wake up, who the hell is, you tell me! Who bullied you! ”
"Yes......"
"Smack!" Another slap, "Hongmei, you speak!" You tell me that I feel so sorry for you, and I want to avenge you! ”
"That's it...... You ......"
The fortune teller took the opportunity to cover her mouth to prevent her from continuing, and he said in a deep and dull voice: "Don't speak, I will teach them a lesson for you." ”
As he spoke, the fortune teller dropped Hongmei, stood up, and looked at the enemy in front of him, looking like he was going to fight for Hongmei.
The proud expression of wanting to kill all the people in the world and cut off the affairs of the world, "You, you, you, you!" ”
Just look at the contempt in his cloudy black eyes at everyone, with contempt in his eyes. One hand in the pocket.
Hongmei looked at his back, and suddenly became taller at this moment, did he want to avenge her?
Kawashima Sakura and the others couldn't help but be cautious, although this fortune-telling old man looked like a waste wood, but people should not be disgraced.
"Could it be true that those who look like waste wood actually erupt with extremely terrifying power?"
Yawei asked Liu Ye beside him, only to see Liu Ye smile slightly, "But ......"
In the eyes of everyone, the fortune teller suddenly squatted down and hugged his head, "You guys hit me together, don't hurt Hongmei!" By the way, don't slap your face! Take all your resentment out on me, as long as you don't hurt her! The fortune teller naturally reminded.
Sure enough, if a person's pre-existing character has been formed, after that, he can't change the nature of waste wood.
"However, some of the waste wood is always a waste firewood."
There are also different types of waste firewood.
Sakura Kawashima and the others were stunned, is this guy out to be funny?
Without their reaction, Hongmei was angry, and stood up directly, and the stones on her body fell on both sides with a bang, "Waste!" Hongmei roared angrily, rushed forward and kicked the fortune teller away.
At this moment, she was full of embarrassment, and her anger was even stronger.
"Hongmei, I love you. That's why I did it! I was beaten for you, I paid for you, and I gave you my balls every morning...... I gave you everything I had, why weren't you moved? The fortune teller lying on the ground sobbed and roared.
It's ...... Big revelations?
"Phew!" Hongmei spat out, "You think I'll be moved if you give me the eggs you picked up from the trash can every day?" Pay for me? You're a worthless piece of garbage, I don't like garbage, but you gave me a bunch of garbage, and finally asked me why I wasn't moved? Why don't you ask me what I want? ”
Sooga turned out to be an egg~
The fortune teller on the ground was in agony, "I know! You want a house, you want money, you want a good life, you want beautiful clothes...... I'm trying to make money! Why don't you give me a chance? ”
"Huh...... Giving you a chance? Is there any hope with you? Will you pick up some scrap from the garbage heap for me to eat and clothe? Struggling to make money? You are a fortune teller, you can't support yourself, why work hard to make money? Not yet enterprising. By the way, I heard that you have a terminal illness? I can give you a ride right now! ”
Hongmei held a sickle in her hand and slowly approached the fortune teller.
The fortune teller rolled down in tears, "My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's uncle's uncle said that as long as I meet a nobleman, I will enjoy endless glory and wealth, so." I've been waiting for an opportunity, and you don't understand the pain I've endured. If you can die at your hands, you can kill me. ”
Hongmei did not hesitate to raise the Death Scythe in her hand and was about to make a move.
Suddenly, the fortune teller trembled and continued: "Wait! Are you really killing? ”
Hongmei raised her hand with a knife, "Poof." The knife fell and slashed him.
Red blood was everywhere, and the fortune teller's incredulous gaze fell in a pool of blood.
"Garbage." Hongmei said coldly, and a flash of crystal light flashed inexplicably under her eyes, which dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Hongmei so ruthless, she suddenly turned around and slashed at the nearest Kawashima Kagami.
"Brother, be careful!" Seeing that Kawashima Kagami was about to be victimized, Kawashima Sakura stopped in front of him, and a blood-red cut quickly appeared in front of him.
At this moment, the god of death has cut off all the love threads, cut off all feelings, and there is only unstoppable killing in her eyes.
She is a god of death who has lived for thousands of years, constantly plundering people's souls and devouring them, and her power cannot be underestimated.
Liu Ye suddenly sneered: "You are not worthy of being her opponent, don't waste time and waste air to get in the way here, you go." Hongmei, your opponent is me! ”
Rather than everyone being buried here, it is better for him to stand alone to the end, there is endless power to be developed in his body, as long as he destroys the opponent's divine core, he can end the battle.
Suddenly faced with Liu Ye's attitude, the people around him were stunned.