If you can't beat it, you have to run.

If you don't run, you have to run with your life.

Yan Murong almost exerted his speed to the extreme, and didn't stop until he ran into the street, flagged down a taxi, and drove towards the villa in Repulse Bay.

At this time, it was already late at night, Yan Murong didn't ring the doorbell, and directly climbed over the wall into the courtyard, walked into the living room, and was about to go upstairs on tiptoe, when the lights in the living room suddenly turned up. When he turned his head to look, he found that the little snake in a purple transparent pajama was leaning against the wall, looking at him with a smile.

"Uh- you haven't slept yet?" Yan Murong grinned and smiled at the smile.

"Sleep." The little snake laughed too. "But I found out that a guy sneaked through the wall and woke up again."

"I went out and ran some errands." Yan Murong said a word, pulled the little snake and sat on the sofa, and then began to take off his clothes.

"Yo, you're trying to me in the living room?" The little snake looked at Yan Murong with a smile, and the reason for hesitation to sit down was that the hem of the pajama skirt, which was originally less than the knee, retreated to the root of the thigh, and the two slender and plump white legs were dizzy. "Little **, when did you like to play this tune?"

"Be serious, let's get down to business." Yan Murong had a serious face, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he quickly stripped his upper body. "Go find some medicine, it hurts me."

At this time, the little snake also lost a smile on his face, and when he saw the blue and purple fist marks on Yan Murong's chest, arms and shoulders, he got up from the sofa and ran upstairs quickly, and after a while, he came down with a bottle of safflower oil.

"It's all bruises, nothing serious." The little snake asked as he rubbed him with safflower oil. "Who wounded you?"

Yan Murong thought about it, and told Xiao Snake about tonight's events. For the little snake, he also has nothing to hide. There are many masters around him, but only the little snake is the one he trusts the most.

"You mean, his body seems to have mutated and is invulnerable?" The little snake asked.

"Invulnerability is a bit of an exaggeration." Yan Murong said while putting on his clothes. "It's just weird. I only hurt a little of his flesh with my sword qi, and the bleeding quickly stopped—see the fist marks on my body, right? That's what that guy did. But it looks like he doesn't want to kill me. ”

"By the way, this guy is the person invited by the king of kings, and there is a guy named Poison Wolf who was also invited by him, it should be a killer, have you heard of it?" Yan Murong asked.

"Poisonous wolf?" The little snake thought for a moment and said. "I know who it is, this guy is also good at using poison, but it's all low-level means like drugs, but this guy is lucky, not long ago, the ninety-third ranked killer Lioneye missed and was seriously injured by a gun, but this guy was lucky and shot him in the head."

"However, the foreign uncle you are talking about should not be his original appearance." The little snake's face suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked at Yan Murong and said. "In the killer world, such people are rare, or rather, there is only one."

"Who is it?" Yan Murong asked. He also felt that the person in the little snake's mouth must be unusual, otherwise she would not have made such an expression.

"Death!"

"Death?" Yan Murong was stunned. "You're talking about the number one killer in the world before the Grim Reaper?"

"I can't think of anyone else who is so perverted except him." Little Snake said. "I haven't seen the Grim Reaper, and I haven't dealt with him, but I've heard of his god-killing techniques, and he has always killed people with punches, but he also has weapons, which are said to be two golden short forks, but he hasn't used them for a long time, because over the years, no one has been worthy of him killing with weapons."

"Not sure it's him?" Yan Murong's face also became serious. If the foreign uncle who laughed at the harmless humans and animals was really the Grim Reaper, he couldn't figure it out - it stands to reason that it is almost difficult to invite the top ten people on the killer list, how did the king of kings invite the No. 1 Grim Reaper?

"Not sure." Little Snake said. "I just deduced from the fist marks on my body that this was the method of death, and I could have been sure."

As he spoke, the little snake glanced at Yan Murong and said. "However, the Grim Reaper never leaves a living mouth, not to mention just some skin injuries like you."

"Damn, this guy wants to spend it with me." Yan Murong scolded. He clearly remembered that the guy said he was funny.

"Then you have to be careful." The little snake said faintly. "Don't expect me to help you, I'm no match for him - that guy is a master and lonely, and there is a rule in the killer world that killers can't kill each other, it seems that he treats you as a toy for him to practice."

"How wronged I am." Yan Murong said with a depressed face.

"Do you still dare to cry out?" The little snake said angrily. "Who told you to run out in the middle of the night and do something sneak attack?"

As he spoke, the little snake changed his words and said. "If you have a revenge, you don't repay the non-gentleman, you will report the villain on the spot, you have always been this villain, this revenge, we will go to revenge tomorrow."

"I can't beat him." Yan Murong said with a wry smile. "Didn't you say you couldn't beat him either?"

"Who told him to fight him?" The little snake snorted and said. "Don't forget, your opponent is the king of kings, don't pay attention to the guy who doesn't know if it's the god of death for the time being, the king of kings is playing yin with you, let's go back directly to yin - as for the god of death, you don't have to worry too much, at least he doesn't want to kill you now, and I'm with you again, although I can't beat him, but I'm still a little jealous of me." You know, my poison is not something that anyone can touch. ”

"Well, that's right." Yan Murong nodded approvingly. What kind of poisonous wolves and poisonous birds or the like, their poison is compared to the poisonous snake of the little snake, which is enough to throw off the distance between the two of them to learn the scriptures. Although the Grim Reaper is suspected of being invulnerable, unless he doesn't breathe, he can't run away from being poisoned.

"But how can you yin him?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"It's hard to say." The little snake laughed. "Do you know where to play in Hong Kong?"

"What's the best place to play?" Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "Disney?"

"That's where kids and tourists go." The little snake rolled her eyes and said. "Authentic Hong Kong people, the place they go to is a racecourse."

"Horse farm? Betting on horses? ”

"That's right." The little snake snapped his fingers and said. "The king of kings also likes to bet on horses, so, hehe, you know."

"Hey, I know." A wicked smile hung on the corner of Yan Murong's mouth.

"Hey, we all know that." The two looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison.