Hua Ling was dressed in black and hidden in the night. Those black eyes, slit, opened again.

He frowned, looking at the men on the ground who were struggling in pain, showing a touch of gloom that did not match the delicate face.

Yellow hair, tattooed man with a tattoo in the abdomen, Ah Cheng, Xinzi...... These people are an important part of the absurd story.

Now, one by one, they are thrashing and struggling on the ground. The broken leg bone was extremely painful, but it was not worth one-tenth of the woman's torture.

Hua Ling looked around, and then stepped on Huang Mao's knee again. Although his voice was elegant, there was a trace of blood at this time, "You guys...... Moved the wrong person. ”

Huang Mao rolled on the ground in pain, his whole face twisted together, his face flushed, and sweat rained down.

He exerted force with both hands, trying in vain to break the foot that trampled on his knee, and his fingertips turned white with force. The untouched nails are scratched, and the delicate black leather shoes are scratched with finger marks.

Hua Ling kicked Huang Mao's abdomen, and the force was so great that she could hear the rustling sound of her long legs piercing through the air.

Under the blow, Huang Mao's eyes rolled white, he was dizzy, and white foam gushed out from his mouth. He straightened up like a carp, and after a while of convulsions, he opened wide and went limp. He fainted and lost consciousness.

The rest of the people were all shocked and frightened when they saw that the black-haired and black-clothed man had such a peculiar and ruthless approach. Their leg bones were inexplicably broken, and they couldn't stand up, so they could only climb on the ground.

Chin, hands, abdomen...... All the parts that can be summoned are mobilized. They were ugly, like worms.

If you don't escape, you will end up with Qi Yu. Ah Cheng thought so, gritted his teeth, and crawled forward arm by arm. It took all his strength to look back, but he was only half a meter away.

Hua Ling's long legs stepped over, and she easily stepped in front of Ah Cheng's body. Ah Cheng looked up, the cold young man showed off his eyes, his eyes turned downward, and he looked at people like ants.

"Ask for ...... Beg...... You...... Put...... Pass...... I ......" his mouth couldn't make a sound, he was unwilling, prayed bitterly with his lips, and his eyes were full of sorrow and sorrow.

It's ridiculous that they despise the lives of others and fear their own death. has been a butcher for a hundred times, and is as cold-blooded as a snake. One day, the identity will be changed, and once the name of this "prey" falls on his head, he will know the pain of death.

Hua Ling cleaned up a few of them, looked at their bodies that had lost their mobility, and regretted it.

As soon as Liu Sanqian got into the taxi, he felt that something was wrong, and the driver's eyes dodged and wandered, and the words of inquiry were one after another. Because of Luo Han's entrustment, he didn't dare to show up rashly, thinking that he could protect secretly, so he didn't help as soon as possible.

Now, it's troublesome.

These cold-blooded butchers are not to be feared.

But the woman ......

As soon as she got into the taxi, Hua Ling felt that her body was unpopular and not a living thing. Today, July 15, the yin qi is at its peak, and the woman is resentful, but she is afraid that it will be extremely difficult to deal with.

I don't know where Liu Sanqian is, Hua Ling was very anxious, he paused a little and made a spell.

A flock of colorful butterflies flew out from all directions and surrounded the boy. The butterflies dance, one by one, like a dot on an oil painting, put together to form a brilliant galaxy.

The boy whispered a few words, and the butterflies split into several waves and flew away in all directions. Hua Ling herself also transformed, put on colorful wings, and flew in one direction.

There is a wave of colorful butterflies, fluttering along the road. One of the children in the car, his eyes widened at the sight, and he hurriedly pulled the corner of his mother's clothes and pointed over.

The woman yawned, touched the child's cheek, and looked in the direction he was pointing.

Outside the car, it was pitch black, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. The beautiful butterfly flew very fast, and in front of the woman's eyes, a glimpse of it was fleeting. Only in the distance, the blood-colored full moon, is not red.

The flock of butterflies, flying and flying, came to the ancient building. Two big red lanterns danced happily on the fence.

"Wow, it's a butterfly!" the lantern sighed.

Yilian sighed, today's "two lives" are as usual, lively as ever. But she always felt bored and depressed.

Although the old man usually has a paralyzed face, his air pressure has been frighteningly low recently. Whether it is a guest or a hostel in a hotel, they dare not look at such a master.

His eyes were glaring, and he was like a demon rakshasa in the underworld. If you stare at it again, it seems that you are going to be swallowed alive with a belt bone.

Fortunately, the old man locked himself in the study and didn't come out much. Otherwise, I am afraid that this business will not be able to continue recently.

Yilian sat on the steps, her hands on her head. She frowned, thinking for a long time.

Three thousand don't know where to go. Since then, I heard that she was captured by Yingzheng, and she has never appeared again. However, the master obviously rescued her that day!

There are also Hua Ling and the stinky cat, the two of them haven't shown up for a long time.

Lilith has a job, and it's normal to be away from the hotel all day.

Alice, dangling all day long, crying and crying. He always seemed to chase after the old man and ask questions, and every time the old man heard his question, his face would sink even more.

Yilian thought for a moment, rubbed her face in annoyance, and then made up her mind and stood up. She jumped towards Luo Han's small courtyard, and outside the long corridor with eaves, red light poured out. Yilian stopped to watch, today's blood moon is very red.

"Ah, it's Halloween!" said Yilian.

No wonder the little ghosts are very excited, decorating the inn everywhere, even the lantern monster is full of energy, and the hotel is exceptionally bright.

Yilian watched the moon for a while, and then trotted again. She ran straight to Luo Han's study and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in. Luo Han's voice was low.

Yilian gently pushed the door open, and she squeezed half of her body in, twisting and pinching.

Luo Han was sitting on the rosewood chair, holding a brush, writing something, he looked up at the staggered Yilian, frowned, and asked impatiently, "Something?"

"Sir, I want to ask...... That one...... Where did the three thousand go?"

Luo Han's body was stunned, and the brush in his hand stopped in mid-air, constantly dripping ink. The black ink smudged on the thin rice paper.

A speck, stained a piece of paper.

Luo Han crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground. His face was gloomy, and he did resemble the demons of Hades.

Yilian regretted it a little, and she slowly pulled herself out of the door.

Luo Han waved his hand, and a strong wind blew, and the door slammed shut, hurting Yilian's nose. Yilian touched her nose and felt very aggrieved.

She walked back listlessly, and walked to the verandah just now, feeling strange in her heart.

Wasn't it still full of red light just now?

Why is it pitch black now?

She looked up and saw colorful butterflies in the air. A flock of dancing butterflies, flapping their wings, obscuring the full moon.

Yilian tilted her neck, stunned.

There is a silver butterfly with translucent wings. It broke away from the flock of butterflies and stopped at the tip of the nose of the moving lotus.

Yilian held her breath, for fear of disturbing this incredibly beautiful creature.

"Hua Ling asked us to come to Luo Han. A voice came.