Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 27 My Daddy and I Are Crazy 2
The coffin stopped slightly, and the movements became more and more violent.

There seemed to be something flickering in the indifferent and dead eyes of the young man, and he tore off all the talisman papers on the eight chains lightly.

The talisman paper was used to suppress it, and the coffin was buried underwater.

Gee.

How stupid.

The young man glanced around indifferently, holding an oil-paper umbrella, he had already returned to the bridge.

Elegant and calm.

"boom!"

All eight chains were broken.

The coffin exploded with a bang.

The mist filled the air, and the youth was elegant and calm.

No matter how violent the explosion in the center of the coffin was, his position was like a safe haven, not moving at all.

His dead eyes swept across the looming figure in the mist.

The corners of the mouth slowly rose, and the scarlet tongue licked the pale lips.

Curious what it tastes like?

Will it taste better than ghosts?
The moment the petite figure stepped out of the river, the ground was dry and cracked, and the vitality of all living things around it disappeared.

Qing Lingling's eyes hesitated slightly, and continued to approach the handsome young man, the steaming anger seemed to be suppressed, and it never affected the surroundings at all.

The handsome young man stared at the approaching figure with interest.

The pale lips were pursed to bleed.

The morbid face reveals a wave of madness.

The petite figure was completely exposed in front of the handsome young man, and he looked at the handsome young man indifferently.

"The god of war in this world?"

Si Mingbo burst into tears of joy.

"Yes, yes, this is the God of War!"

God knows that it was thrown into the world by the command of the chief minister, and when it woke up, it was trapped in a dark place, unable to escape, and the only person who spoke was this little ancestor!

It's going crazy!

Thank goodness!

It has seen the light of day hahahahahahaha!
The person who spoke was Cen Yan, she slowly looked at the handsome young man, and the young man also looked at this half-grown little breast dumpling with great interest who was not afraid of him at all.

He caught a glimpse of the oil-paper umbrella in the young man's hand with his dead fish eyes, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

What a crazy batch!

It's made out of your own bones and blood!

He is a cruel man!
The handsome young man's eyes were viscous, like a poisonous snake stalking its prey, ready to move. The coldness that penetrated his bones made Cen Yan stare at the handsome young man vigilantly.

The god of war in this small world is a bit difficult to deal with!
The handsome young man squatted down, the oil-paper umbrella covered Cen Yan's figure, his eyes were extremely oppressive, and the small space forced Cen Yan to look at the young man.

Those eyes are dead and indifferent, he doesn't care about everything in this world, and he seems to be playing in the world, looking for something that interests him.

He seemed to be curious to touch Cen Yan's icy little face, but the bone-piercing coolness didn't push him back, instead he pinched his jade-like little face even more curiously.

The greasy feeling is still strange.

The handsome young man said, "Hanba?"

The sound is like a fine cello, magnetic and pleasant, easily letting people down their vigilance and being confused by it.

"Why is it cold?"

The narrow smile didn't catch his eyes.

The cold expression and eyes make people shudder.

Even the upward curve of the corners of her lips did not make Cen Yan let down her vigilance, she could feel the attitude of the man in front of her as if teasing a cat.

She is that cat.

What will happen to the disobedient cat?
dead!
but.

Qing Lingling's black grape-like eyes gleamed with displeasure.

She was born rebellious!
He slapped the young man's hand away viciously.

The white to almost transparent skin instantly turned red.

There was a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth.

The provocative gaze did not arouse the handsome young man's killing intent, but instead aroused his interest.

There was madness in the dead eyes, and he clasped Cen Yan's jaw forcefully with an attitude that could not be refused, and licked his lips with the scarlet tongue, giving off an inexplicably charming taste.

At no time did Cen Yan realize that the God of War in front of him was so crazy!
Compared with a small pet that can be crushed to death at any time, a close opponent can arouse his interest more!
The beautiful big eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised.

The already irritable temper became even more difficult to suppress after becoming a Hanba.

He unceremoniously shook off the young man's hand.

Press down on the young man's shoulder so forcefully that it almost crushes the young man's shoulder.

The handsome young man seemed to feel no pain, the interest in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and he was holding the handle of the oil-paper umbrella with his ready to move.

That viscous gaze like a poisonous snake turned into enthusiasm.

"Ah!"

Cen Yan grew up in the underworld, and he is extremely proficient at using death and hostility.

This small world is full of bad emotions and strong hostility.

Gou's Cen Yan couldn't suppress it at all.

The big black grape-like eyes are twinkling, and the interest has already risen.

"You let me out."

Not a question, but a statement.

"uh-huh."

The handsome young man didn't mean to deny anything, but admitted it simply and neatly.

Squeezing out the oil-paper umbrella that was about to move, he licked his pale lips, his sickly face was full of eagerness to move.

Cen Yan shot without hesitation.

The bright young man quickly took a step back, closed the oil-paper umbrella, and fought back neatly.

The Siming Book next to him was dumbfounded, "????"

What happened?

Why did they start fighting?
And ah.

Why does this little ancestor feel weird? ? ? ?
Cen Yan curled his lips where the handsome young man couldn't see.

After all, he has lived in the human world for decades.

Especially after Cen Jinshan passed away in the last small world, life is full of vicissitudes. Do you think she is just watching?

but.

He licked his chapped lips.

Looking at the handsome young man who was as good as him, his eyes became more and more crazy.

It's been a long time since I played so happily!
Since the God of War in this world is a crazy character design, then she is even more crazy!

She wants to see who is more crazy, she or God of War!

The handsome young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the actions of his subordinates became more and more ruthless.

The madness on the pale and sickly face was even worse, and the pair of red eyes were extremely scarlet.

At some point, the oil-paper umbrella was casually thrown aside by the handsome young man.

After a hearty fight, Cen Yan stopped at the end of his strength, and the handsome young man was also incomparably carefree.

It's just that his tired body and highly excited mental state made his body twitch violently.

A strong hostility soared into the sky.

The scarlet eyes of the handsome young man flickered, and one eye was scarlet. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be countless ghosts in the pupils, as if they were about to crawl out of his eyes.

The other eye was still black, just indifferent and dead, without any emotional fluctuations.

A handsome face seemed to be divided into two expressions.

One is indifferent and silent, nothing can arouse his interest, and the other is crazy, cruel, hideous and ugly.

Cen Yan silently watched the great change in the handsome young man.

"God of War is sick?"

She remembered that God of War seemed to be sick in the original plot.

After regaining his senses, Siming Book anxiously shouted, "God of War can't control the hostility and ghost energy in his body anymore!"

"Little ancestor, help the God of War to suppress it!"

(End of this chapter)