Feeding humans, she's serious

"and many more--"

At this moment, the eyes of the person who was originally at a disadvantage were suddenly covered by thick black, his eyes were lifeless, his hands were stuck in the wall, and there was a sound of bones rubbing when he moved slightly.

Gu Fanyin: "?"

Gu Fanyin pretended not to hear the tone of that rough voice, drew his long knife, and only gave him a cold look:
"What? You have to pick a date to find death?"

"You can't kill this deity," the corner of "Bai Zhu" who has completely controlled his mind was pulled behind his ears, turned his face, and looked at Gu Fanyin through the light from the tip of the knife, "This deity is not that half of the trash -"

"puff--"

The sound of the sword piercing the flesh was particularly pleasant at this time.

Gu Fanyin "tsk tsk" twice, and pulled out the knife that had been pierced into its vital spot, "If you can't kill it, make up a few more knives..."

"If this one doesn't work, just change it."

Gu Fanyin's casual tone slowly fell, she raised her eyes, and those cold, emotionless eyes were staring straight at her.

Ah, not dead.

Gu Fanyin let go of the handle of the knife in disgust and let it fall to the ground. He didn't show a nervous look at all, but instead picked up a fire blade again with his hanging hand.

Gu Fanyin was expressionless: "If you can't kill you, just burn this body to ashes."

"As it happens, I don't want to see this face either."

The person who had been stabbed several times in his body stood motionless, his dull eyes still staring at her, seeing that Gu Fanyin had not raised his hands around his side, and deliberately provoked with mockery: "Why don't you do it?" gone?"

"Because—does this body remind you of anything?"

"Or, have you noticed it?"

"Do these little tricks in front of me..." Gu Fanyin paused, and the fire blade she was holding dissipated in her hand, and she turned around and turned around at the last moment of time stuck.

It just happened to meet the hooded demon who was holding a long sword.

Gu Fanyin narrowed his eyes slowly, as if he had discovered something, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

"you--"

Before she could say a word, the thin Moxiu in front of her pressed her neck.

Gu Fanyin had never received this kind of treatment before. She was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned forward and said calmly, "Now, what do you want from me?"

The monk whose whole body was covered by a black hood remained silent.

Gu Fanyin raised his hand to pinch a corner of the robe, but before he opened it, another long, slender and cold hand came up.

Two pairs of equally cold eyes looked at each other in the air.

Gu Fanyin raised his lips, looked at the strange boy in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

The corners of his lips curled up, and the words he spoke were strange and cold:
"For the sake of your pleasing eyes, I can go with you."

"It's just..." Gu Fanyin lowered his eyebrows suddenly, as if he couldn't see the blade around his neck at all, raised his hand, and gently stroked the scar on the wrist of the person in front of him with his fingertips, and said lightly: "The person who traded with me , if I can’t come up with a reward that interests me, I will be ruthlessly discarded.”

"...I will bring the final victory to the Lord."

The dry and low-pitched words destroyed the last trace of the atmosphere. Gu Fanyin raised her head and clearly felt the person in front of her swipe her neck with her fingers, and in the next second, a drowsy feeling came over her mind instantly.

Gu Fanyin leaned against the wall, did not resist, but looked at him slowly, her lips moved, her soft and gentle voice fell into the wind, only he could hear it.

"Hold on, you're really not good at using a sword."

The hooded Moxiu was stunned for a moment, his deep eyes slowly hanging on his wrist, and after a moment of silence, he raised his long sword high again.

"Enough," another figure in the dark alley came slowly, looking down at Gu Fanyin, who had lost consciousness, and raised his hand to pinch the thin neck in front of him.

However, as soon as he moved, he was blocked by Moxiu with a hood in front of him.

His voice was hoarse, but he spoke with a strange sense of conviction, "My lord, you haven't fulfilled what you promised me."

"Oh?" Relying on the ancient devil energy of the white bamboo shell, he let out a clear sneer, his tone was still eerie and weird, with a hint of bloodthirsty gloomy that was not easy to detect, "Then tell this deity, how did you make her not resist and was willing to be killed?" Sleepy?"

"Bai Zhu" still stared at the slender neck, but he did not ignore the abnormality before, a strong devilish energy rose from his wrist, and he continued to ask in a cold voice: "Such a different treatment, you are not A traitor from the devil world?"

"Oh," the hooded demon sneered without hesitation, tugged at the cloak that had been blown up by the wind, and once again turned sideways to block his sight, without retreating a word: "That's my way. "

"You must have heard that Gu Fanyin is accompanied by someone, right?"

"He is much more convincing than the body you possess."

"Besides, I just knocked people out. If I accidentally wake up in the middle of it...it's out of my control."

"It turns out that this is the case, but the deity has misunderstood you."

"Bai Zhu" looked a little confused, he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but his tone was much softer: "In that case, you will escort him back to the blood prison."

"After the matter is finished, change it to your reward, and the deity will naturally not be left behind."

Speaking of this, "Bai Zhu" showed a pensive expression on his frail face. Seeing that the person in front of him was completely unmoved, he also knew that he needed to be comforted, so he retreated vaguely: "You To be able to suppress the confidant of this deity, you are naturally indispensable, and it just so happens that someone needs to take the position of the number one demon general in the palace..."

The words stopped abruptly here, and the meaning was self-evident.

Moxiu, who was wearing a hood in front of him, smiled. He turned around and picked up Gu Fanyin who was leaning against the ruined wall, and nodded against his dark gaze.

"Your order, I will do it myself."

When he turned around, all the sound was swallowed up by the howling wind behind him, and the expression of "Bai Zhu", who was left far behind, remained unchanged, and the suspicion in his eyes faded a little.

He didn't know why there was always some discordant back, and he secretly raised his breath.

-

However, the facts proved that "Bai Zhu" did not complain in that tone.

Gu Fanyin is always an unplanned variable, even if other people have already calculated the accident, they still cannot restrain her from getting involved in it in any way.

Just like now.

As soon as he left the man's sight, Gu Fanyin slowly opened his eyes in someone's arms.

"My lord? Will you do it yourself?" She had a half-smile, her relaxed tone continued to sink, "Tell me—who is the master who makes you obey orders?"

The person holding her fell silent.

In the next second, the hood was completely lifted by Gu Fanyin's raised hand, the four eyes met, the long fluttering hair was scattered on the shoulders, and an unfamiliar face was vaguely revealed.