Volume 2 Perfect Demon Slave

Chapter 8 fails

The man stood outside the residential building, looking at the flickering green light from the windows on the fourth floor, shaking his head and sighing, and the man's eyes showed a hint of shame.

The man raised his feet and prepared to go upstairs.

At this moment, a fire burst into flames, burning from the steps of the first floor to the top floor, and the eerie green flames seemed like an endless path of flames.

The man lifted one hand and sighed lightly.

"Light!" The flames were a little shorter, but they didn't go away.

Step by step, the man stepped on the flames and walked upstairs.

The green fire rushed towards the old woman, but the old woman sneezed into the wall.

The green fire was almost extinguished.

Green Fire formed a face again, and glared at the old woman in annoyance.

The old woman seemed to feel something, but she didn't open her eyes, tilted her head, and lay on her side, her face facing the green fire.

The green fire let out an inaudible scream.

The face of the green fire struggled even more.

Many images floated across the face of the green fire.

The old woman's face resembles a bodhisattva.

The big earlobes are shining with Buddha light, protecting the old woman.

Green Fire, staring blankly at the old woman.

A cloud of black mist drifted over and kicked the green fire.

The green fire staggered to the ground.

The face of the green flame turned back and roared at the black mist.

The black mist stretched out countless filaments and implanted them in the face of the green fire.

Green fire eyes are a mixture of black and green.

The strange black and green fire looked at the old woman again.

Green Fire stretched out two sharp claws.

Slowly approached the old woman.

Green Fire raised its claws high.

The man stood outside the door on the fourth floor.

"Words!"

The door is windless and automatic.

The green security door opened weirdly.

Revealing a bright hall.

Black urges green fire.

The man walked into the hall step by step, standing in the doorway of the side bedroom, looking at the green fire that had raised its claws but could not put them down.

The black mist drifted irritably, and little black flames burned on the ground, surrounding the bedside of the old man and the old woman.

The old woman choked on the smell of the flames and coughed incessantly.

Green Fire woke up, hurriedly put away its claws, and roared angrily towards the black mist.

The man silently watched the green fire entwined with the black mist.

Green Fire turned out a hand, raised one hand high, and Green Fire said softly.

The black fog has dimmed a bit.

"Bang bang bang!"

The black mist was driven out of the chamber by the green flames.

Green Fire turned his head and looked at the man watching the play suspiciously.

The man looked at the old man and the woman, then pointed at the old man.

Green Fire looked at the old man, the old man's face became darker and darker, and his anger was about to disappear, and a green flame danced lightly between the old man's heart and lungs.

The green flame floated above the old man and hurriedly sucked back his own flames.

The old man's face slowly recovered.

"What are you doing?" The man spoke for the first time.

The green fire dispersed and turned into a green mist, and beautiful characters emerged from the mist.

The man stretched out a hand and let go of his palm.

The green mist slowly drifted towards the man, turning into a beautiful elf and standing in the man's hand.

The man looked at the old man and the old woman, and reluctantly turned around to leave.

"Yangyang, it's time to eat." A discordant note sounded.

Both the green fire elf and the man trembled, and the man turned to look at the old woman.

Where the old woman slept, there were old women and old men.

It's a sea of green.

It is surrounded by a cave-like cave sea.

The man stood on a sea of green, his back cold.

"Light!"

"Words!"

"Seal!"

Everything has not changed, the elf in the man's hand is still there, the man put down one hand, carefully observing everything around him.

There is nothing to see in the enclosed environment, only a sea of green, surrounded by closed karst caves.

The sound of water drops piercing through the stone is endless.

The green cave is very beautiful, and this natural cave makes people feel lukewarm.

Above the cave are many pointed meltstones.

The green sea of the cave is drifting.

There is no moon here, no yang.

The man stared at a stone pillar that was different from the others, black.

The man walked to the black stone pillar with a watermark on his foot.

The man touched the stone pillar, and the cave began to trance, but it did not disappear.

The man cupped his chin and pondered.

But the green elf jumped down and stood on the stone pillar.

The elf turned from green fire, with two wings and a small body, the elf is very cute.

The elf touched the stone pillar, this pointy, long thing, as if it had seen it somewhere.

The man saw the elf touching the stone pillar, and the man finally came to his senses.

Where is this special stone pillar, and where is this special cave, obviously yes.

The more the man thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Bang bang."

The man kicked the pillar several times.

"Huh~" A wolf howl sounded, and the elf was gone.

The scene returned to the house, but the green fire was in front of the man's eyes, and the two sharp claws were about to penetrate the man's abdomen.

The distance between the man and the green fire was very close, so close that it was closer than the distance between the two eyes.

The man gently hugged the green fire.

The green flames hurriedly dispersed.

"Let's go, don't be here." The man grabbed a glimmer of the green flame's tail and turned to leave.

In this room, the man really couldn't stay.

After a quick last glance at the old man and the old woman, the man ran, closed the door, and went downstairs.

The green tail was pulled long, but it was not disconnected.

The man returned to the downstairs of the resident.

Opposite the residential building, there is a row of bicycle garages.

There are a lot of bicycles parked.

The green fire slowly floated down with its tail.

looked at the man with a sullen face.

The man pulled a lollipop from his bosom and gently flicked the candy wrapper.

Green Fire, who had not left the residential building in the corridor, swallowed his saliva and stared at the lollipop.

The man finally finished the candy wrapper and looked up at the green fire.

"Want to eat?" The man threw the candy over.

Green Fire hurriedly stretched out his green hand to catch it, and glanced at the man reproachfully.

The man smiled kindly and quietly looked at the green fire.

Green Fire carefully stretched out his hand back, the sugar was in Green Fire's hand, it melted quickly, and Green Fire finally withdrew his hand.

Green Fire opened his face, his face opened his mouth, and he took the long-lost lollipop in one gulp.

The man finally couldn't hold on and smiled stupidly.

Like a child, the green fire walked down.

The man turned around and walked towards the way out of the neighborhood.

The man seemed to know that the green fire would definitely follow him, and walked on his own without looking back.

Men seem to be born with such self-confidence.

Sure enough, the green fire followed the man like a small tail.

The man stopped at the entrance of the complex, and so did the green fire.

It was as if something was sounding.

"What is a demon, what is a god, what is a Buddha, what is a demon, and what is a human!"

As the notes fluttered, the green fire began to struggle.

In the flames, a human figure was throbbing, and a human hand stretched out from the flames, followed by another, then another, and then another, with four hands on the ground, and the body should have walked out early.

Two hands on the ground, two hands drooping, green face open eyes.

The handsome face seems to have appeared somewhere, and the immature eyes are so familiar.

The green flames drifted into the boy's body as he stood.

The boy stood behind the man, silent.

The man turned his head and looked at the boy in surprise, ecstatic.

Holding the boy's hand, he danced a strange dance・・・・・

Quietly, the crescent moon was still smiling.

The photo of the shoe repair shop's sign rattled as if it was about to fall off laugh.

The man took the boy's hand and jumped together.

The melodious note also floated out.

"You're mine~Little apple~I can't love you too much~"

The man flapped his chest, and the boy was a little embarrassed at first, but gradually moved with the rhythm of the notes.

The two are like two teasers, dancing the famous song "Little Apple" in the middle of the night.

The music dispersed.

The two of them were sweating profusely, and the man looked at the boy with a panting smile, and the boy also wrinkled his head and laughed happily.

The man's smile stopped.

"He's here again, I'm going." The man covered his face and was speechless.

"Stay, stay, you shouldn't leave." In the black fog, an old man walked out this time.

The boy and the man both looked at the old man in unison.

The old man was on a wooden cane, his face was full of wrinkles, and the man looked at the old man with a frown, "Old man, why can't you leave?" ”

"This is his life, he can't go, he wants to live forever and eternally as a slave for this house, never reversible, this is fixed, and it can't be changed." The old man shook his head, and then he was about to pull the boy.

The man slapped the old man's hand away.

At this moment, the old man's face changed.

"Young man, I advise you not to meddle in your business." The old man's face emitted a cloud of black mist, and blood as black as ink flowed down.

Many blood vessels burst out of the old man's forehead, and the cracked blood vessels exploded.

Many black dots were scattered on the ground.

In the black spots, black figures crawled up.

The man and the teenager were surrounded.

The black figures charged at the man.

The man waved his sleeves.

"Light!"

The black figure slowed down.

"If the Rin people are there, who Yunhan is dead!" The boy opened his mouth for the first time.

A cloud of phantoms appeared around the boy.

A spear slashed through it, making it impossible to see the figures, and several black-clad men were executed.

A snake spear pierced, and all the remaining black shadows were killed.

The boy's face turned pale, and the phantom beside him disappeared.

The old man bared his fangs and mouth, sticking out his long tongue to roll the man and the boy to death.

The man raised his sword, his tongue slashed into several pieces, and he fell to the ground trembling.

The old man, his eyes were gloomy, and he screamed from the undead.

The man and the boy were also stunned, and they were momentarily stunned.

The old man slowly walked towards the man, stretched out a hand dripping with black water, and grabbed the man's neck.

"Die!" The old man's eyeballs burst out, hideous, and pinched the man's neck fiercely.

"Click." The man was thrown aside by the old man.

The old man grabbed the young man's hand and walked towards the community.

The cold wind of midnight blows the sycamore tidbits.

The man who fell to the ground was as cold as the wind.

Tears began to fall from the sky.

Drops fell on the man's body.

A long ghost, stretched from a distance, grabbed the man's body.

Quietly in front of the community, the former calm has returned.

And the witnesses who witnessed all this also chose to remain silent.

What doesn't match it is that a young girl actually walked from the opposite road of the ghost and passed by the door of the community.

The girl stopped, looked at the residential building from the entrance of the community.

People were still asleep, and there were occasional barks.

The girl's laughter like a brass bell took the girl's footsteps and left.

Following the girl, a man also came and took a hard look at the neighborhood.

He stomped the place where the man had fallen before.

glared at the residential building, and then walked in the direction of the girl.

One after another, many people came one after another, but strangely, there was only one person at a time.

On a quiet night, there shouldn't have been so many pedestrians walking this very deserted path.

This night is not destined to be too quiet.

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