Blood sprayed, and Yiyun's whole body was stained with crimson, like another resentful demon, no, like a resentful demon's brother...

"Okay, as long as you knock me down, Sister Ye is yours. Yiyun raised his hands and opened the empty door to the resentful demon. At the same time, he laughed loudly.

"I love her very much, we're a**, doesn't it matter?"

Bang!

As soon as Yiyun's words fell, the resentful demon on the other end of his line of sight stepped on the broken stone and came behind him in the blink of an eye, and with just one punch, Yiyun was blasted into the hotel like a rag, and the scattered tables and chairs were forced to be entangled by this huge force, and the figure that kept vomiting blood smashed into the corner of the hall!

The huge hall shook violently at this moment!

"Yiyun!" Ye Qingmei exclaimed, and she hurriedly ran there.

I saw a weak hand stretched out from the tattered bench mountain, and Yiyun, who couldn't be more miserable, moved out slowly with hard perseverance - at this time, his sternum was broken, and a broken rib was inserted into that organ without knowing it, and he had no leisure to pray for whether there was any heavy bleeding.

Because he wiped his mouth, opened his mouth dryly, and proudly gave the middle finger to the expressionless resentful demon.

This moment.

The wind and clouds are changing color for this middle finger.

The demon was furious. Countless red liquids flowed out of his upper body, and in the belly of the resentful demon, a delicate boy tore through the crimson diaphragm in front of him and roared at Yiyun.

"Sister Ye is mine!"

The two small eyes that appeared on the door panel widened in disbelief at this scene.

Ye lightly covered her red lips, she looked at Yiyun who was laughing wordlessly, her delicate body trembled and shed tears.

Xiao Jie slowly came out of the body of the resentful demon, his crimson body slowly dissipated, he looked at his hands blankly, and was silent.

"Old man Yu, you said that the resentful demon is the most delicate demon? I don't agree! A man's jealousy is a hundred times stronger than resentment!"

"Little Jay. Come on. He stood up tremblingly and said. "You should grab your own things. ”

The boy looked at Yiyun in confusion, looking at his miserable laughter, and his expression became more and more determined.

"Hey, you two..."Ye Qingmei just wanted to stop but was stopped by Yu Lei.

"Because of the shredding of the demon body, the little boy has a short life, and Yiyun wants him to go on the road without guilt. Yu Lei said in a deep voice. "Hit the road as a flesh-and-blood 'human'. ”

Xiao Jie raised his small fist and rushed towards Yiyun, still roaring in his mouth.

"Ahh

"Ahhh He also raised his scarred fist and rushed towards him.

Behind the two, a few tears quietly rose in the air.

Big brother...

Sister Ye...

Grandfather...

Mother-in-law...

Little stammer...

The two stumbled towards each other, small fists touching large fists. Then, the flesh of the little fist dried up and began to drift away...

Thank you for redeeming me from the hell of fate...

The rest...

It's all laughter and tears....

Good bye...

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At noon, when the sun was drying his buttocks, Yiyun, who was woken up by the information bag, was angrily tearing the information bag to vent, but the information bag suddenly became like rubber, and no matter how Yiyun "tore" and "bite", the information bag could be restored to its original state in an instant.

Maybe it's enough to vent, maybe it's tired of biting, Yiyun straightens his messy hairstyle and opens the information bag. In fact, the information bag is barbaric. I also know to tell Yiyun, a big lazy worm, to get up.

[The old residential area of the old city, the unknown demon. Looking at the information provided by the information bag, Yiyun scratched his scalp and got up to wash, for Yiyun, he is now used to the profession of monster clerk, so he has no sense of receiving the monster hunting message, just like the feeling of taking a big order at work in a company.

This is one of the first old residential areas to be built. Old-fashioned bricks and tiles show the vicissitudes of life, with a narrow alley between two low-rise buildings, and clothes drying outside the balcony on the upper floor.

There was a clanging sound from the row of low houses in front of him, and Yiyun walked to the door of the family. An old man with a white beard was chiseling a fire paper with a hammer. [''Chisel fire paper print''' refers to chiseling a pile of flat fire paper out of ingots one by one, which is the oldest way to make paper money among the people. 】

"What age do you still use this method to chisel paper money, it's really an antique."

''Young people. You don't understand this, only paper money like me, which is chiseled out by hand, is worth money in the underworld.''

''Oh, I'm rubbing, he can actually hear my voice so small?。 Yiyun, who had just wanted to leave, looked at the white-bearded old man who was still concentrating on chiseling paper money in disbelief.

Bowing his head and walking into this low room, which was full of piles of coins and ingots, Yiyun carefully looked at the white-bearded old man who was squatting on the ground and seriously chiseling paper money, his cheeks crawling like dead leaves had a pair of deep sunken eye sockets, sunken cheeks looked malnourished, and the whole body was emaciated and squatted on the ground like a snail with a shell on its back curled up.

"Do young people want to buy something for their friends or relatives in the underworld?" The white-bearded man who was squatting on the ground got up and put a stack of chiseled paper money on the table, and looked at Yiyun with a smile on his face.

Yiyun rolled his eyes wildly in his heart, "Grandpa, are you sure you want to ask the guest like this? Forget it, for the sake of your age, I won't care about you."

I really couldn't stand an old man looking at him expectantly, Yiyun took out the money and bought a stack of chiseled paper money.

The white-bearded old man saw that Yiyun had bought a pile of paper money that he had just chiseled, and said to Yiyun with pride: "This paper money I chiseled with my own hands is very useful in the desertion of the underworld!"

Yiyun looked at an old man who was over the age of six, like a child, proudly talking about the benefits of his paper money, and at the same time proudly curling his beard, it was really like this--owe a beating!

Isn't it just a pile of paper money? Do you want to talk about it so exaggeratedly, looking at the white-bearded old man Yiyun who was proud and proud to talk to himself, he suddenly wanted to hit him: "How do you know that the little ghost in the underworld is very useful to your paper money?"

Hearing Yiyun's questioning, the white-bearded old man stroked a pinch of his white sheep's beard on his chin, and even more meaningfully said something that almost made Yiyun pee his pants in fright: "I have dealt with dead people all my life, and naturally I know some doorways in the world." ‘’

At this time, the sky was in a dark situation, and the dim light in the low house suddenly flashed when the white-bearded uncle said this, and the strange atmosphere frightened Yiyun's legs and feet suddenly softened, could it be that this white-bearded old man was...''You'''! Yiyun pretended to hold the doorknob calmly: ''You, who are you?'' (to be continued......