I'm not the underworld

Chapter 125 Woman, a little jumpy?Just be scared
If he had heard this kind of news before getting the system, he would probably be ecstatic with joy.

That used to be something he didn't even dare to think about, but now, it seems to be very ordinary, and it's not a big deal.

"You can see what's going on after watching the manga exhibition, you Huangxian is not immortal enough!" After saying goodbye to Zhang Xiaofei, Chen Yifan and Huang Yan sent Wen Xiaoyu home in a gentlemanly manner.

After all, as an ordinary little girl, she should be terrified, and it's easy to do.

Chen Yifan bought a can of happy water from a roadside shop, and while drinking with a straw, he complained to Huang Yan.

"Then... that's none of my business!" Huang Yan said weakly, thinking that Chen Yifan was to blame.

Who can say for sure about this luck?

"Why are you so honest? No wonder he always bullies you! Of course it's none of your business! Can you be more straightforward!" Wen Xiaoyu stared at Huang Yan, and taught Huang Yan a lesson.

Chen Yifan paused, and glanced at her, well, he thought too much, and what he was afraid of was all fake!

This woman is not afraid at all!
Huang Yan was startled, quickly covered Wen Xiaoyu's mouth, and glanced at Chen Yifan guilty.

Why be more upright and courageous, in front of the emperor, even if he is righteous, he will not be strong!

"Woohoo!" Wen Xiaoyu struggled to pull Huang Yan's hand, her eyes rolled up, and she stared at Huang Yan with hatred.

Because of her short stature, she was completely lifted in front of Huang Yan at this time.

"Let her go!" Chen Yifan took away the happy water in front of him, smiled slightly, and said to Huang Yan.

Huang Yan nodded obediently, and let go of Wen Xiaoyu.

Wen Xiaoyu raised his head and stared at Chen Yifan unconvinced. Chen Yifan leaned over slightly, pinched Wen Xiaoyu's chin, and looked at him with his eyes.

"Fair and confident? Huh? Say it again!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Chen Yifan's mouth, but Wen Xiaoyu was frightened by those dark pupils.

At this time, she was so unavoidable to dodge, and she looked straight at those black pupils, what she saw, hidden under those black pupils, seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with many bones, an endless hell!
Even with her fearless personality, at this moment, as if she had touched the breath of death with her own hands, she couldn't help... frightened!

In Chen Yifan's eyes, he could indeed see hell, eighteen levels of hell.

That is part of the place he manages. Under normal working conditions, he can inspect any floor and any place of the eighteen hells at any time.

Wen Xiaoyu subconsciously wanted to turn her head to avoid staring at Chen Yifan, but Chen Yifan's hands were like a pair of iron clamps holding her, preventing her from moving.

Wen Xiaoyu had no choice but to close her eyes tightly.

"What! I thought you were so brave and dishonest, don't let me bully you! Open your eyes!" Chen Yifan ordered.

"Dijun!" Seeing this, Huang Yan quickly shouted to Chen Yifan.

He knew that the current Chen Yifan was probably the one who was superior and regarded all beings as bones and dust, but Wen Xiaoyu was his friend.

If this goes on like this, he will definitely be played to death by him.

Is the scene in the eyes of the emperor something that ordinary people can see?
Even for monks, there was a record of being stared at by Emperor Fengdu, shaking his soul away.

"What did you call me?"

Chen Yifan let go of Wen Xiaoyu, smiled and asked Huang Yan.

"...Brother..." Huang Yan glanced at Wen Xiaoyu and said softly.

Chen Yifan didn't answer any more, picked up the happy water in his hand, put the straw to his mouth and drank it.

If he wanted Wen Xiaoyu's life, he wouldn't need to go through such trouble, it was precisely because he didn't want her life that he frightened her.

I can't let her dance like this every time she sees herself, and make such a fuss, just be frightened and honest.

Huang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then pulled Wen Xiaoyu to follow.

Wen Xiaoyu also calmed down a lot, looking at Chen Yifan with a hint of horror.

After sending Wen Xiaoyu downstairs to her house, Chen Yifan looked at Huang Yan: "Erase her memory of seeing the zombie!"

"do not want!"

Wen Xiaoyu, who was silent along the way, couldn't help but raised her head and shouted.

Chen Yifan looked at her indifferently.

Wen Xiaoyu bit her lower lip: "Will I forget you?"

It can be seen that there is some reluctance in her eyes, after all, people are not without feelings.

She likes Huang Yan's "cos", and she is also keen on gossip about Chen Yifan and Huang Yan's "basic love". Even though they are all fake, Wen Xiaoyu probably treats them as friends in several times of getting along.

"We didn't only meet today." Chen Yifan comforted with a smile.

This smile is different from just now, sunny and hearty, like a ray of warm morning sun, melting the fear, panic, and tension in Wen Xiaoyu's heart.

Huang Yan sighed, and cast a memory-erasing spell on Wen Xiaoyu.

After a while, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Are you alright? This feeling of "waiting for death" is worse than death!" Wen Xiaoyu stood quietly for a while, seeing that her memory had not disappeared, she couldn't help but muttered to Huang Yan.

Huang Yan looked at Chen Yifan, and whispered something in Chen Yifan's ear.

Wen Xiaoyu didn't know why, but she looked up at the interaction between the two, and gossip sparked in her eyes.

"Forget it!" Chen Yifan shook his head, raised his hand to ruffle Wen Xiaoyu's hair, and turned to leave.

"Huh?" Wen Xiaoyu looked astonished, but watched Huang Yan follow Chen Yifan away.

"Speaking of which, I really have to put up with this woman's rotten eyes looking at Renji." Walking out for a while, Chen Yifan held the happy water and said, smash it.

"She is only 15 years old, Dijun, please take care of her." Huang Yan said with a helpless smile.

"I'm only 16!" Chen Yifan rolled his eyes.

The smile on Huang Yan's face couldn't hold back, Dijun, can you please stop pretending to be tender, it's just that you are only 16 years old in this life.

"I still have something to do in the afternoon, you can go with me!" Chen Yifan quickly forgot about the zombies.

The monsters, ghosts, and zombies that appear frequently around him have already made him no strangers.

For example, at this time, on the attic of the front of the house across the road, there is a hanged lady in white lying on her stomach, staring at you!

"What's the matter?" Huang Yan asked curiously.

"It should be about the underworld!" Chen Yifan replied flatly with his pocket in one hand and the happy water in the other.

At this time, in the manga exhibition hall, when Qiu Yuan and another Taoist priest from the Southwest Taoist Association rushed in, the surroundings were quiet.

It was just a few corpses lying here and there on the ground.

Qiu Yuan went over to check, and tore off a yellow talisman from the back of the corpse's neck: "This is Maoshan's method, it has nothing to do with... These corpses seem to have been turned into zombies, but they were blown away by the master , return to the original form."

"It is indeed a master. Although it is just some ordinary low-level zombies, if we want to completely eliminate them, we have to burn them, but the other party can dispel the corpse's energy and return them to corpses. This kind of Taoist method is unheard of." Another Taoist said. This time, he didn't argue with Qiu Yuan, exclaimed.

Convinced, take it orally!

(End of this chapter)