C25

From the reply I received on my cell phone, it was indeed these boys who had died.

However, Duan Xiao Xuan was not among them. He had gone abroad.

I never came back from high school.

At midnight, a young man in T-shirt and jeans got out of a taxi, carrying a suitcase.

After getting out of the car, he wearily stretched his waist and pressed the password to the door.

The door banged open.

He got into the elevator. The elevator door slowly closed.

At this point, he was the only person in the elevator.

The lights in the elevator flickered on and he pressed the button for the seventh floor.

In the second round of testing, only a single button worked.

But the elevator's digital lights went on one by one.

It was as if an invisible hand had lightly pressed down on every key.

The entire eighth floor of the building would only be occupied by one floor, while the numbers would only be available on three floors – three floors, five floors, and seven.

The other keys are for decoration.

But at this moment, every key was pressed.

When he reached the second floor, the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound.

Outside were solid red brick walls.

Duan Xuan felt that something was amiss, but the past was too distant, and his memories had long since been lost in the depths of his memories.

"Fuck, such an expensive district, the elevator is actually broken."

He slapped the elevator button angrily.

The elevator buttons flashed a few times before suddenly stopping on the third floor.

A young girl in a low-cut black petticoat stepped into the elevator.

"Wow!" He whistled. "The girls these days dress so coolly."

The girl kept her head down as if she was shy.

"Little sister, are you willing to go on a date with big brother?"

"I'll follow you home now, will you welcome me?" The girl still did not raise her head. Her voice was cold.

"Really? Of course you're welcome. Do you dare? Keep bragging. "

Reaching the seventh floor, Duan Xiaoxuan got off the elevator and turned around. The girl had really followed him out the door.

Standing behind him. Although his face could not be seen, his skin was rather tender and his chest was tall and his legs were long and slender.

It must be great.

He had no doubt about it. He knocked on his own door.

When the door opened, Mrs Duan's face was filled with fear as she opened the door.

"I'm back. "Mom." He hugged the woman. "This is my friend." He pointed behind him.

"What friend?" "Where did your friend come from?"

Duan Xiaoxuan turned around and the girl was gone.

"Tsk, he still ran." Next to it is the safety ladder. I must have fled when I wasn't paying attention.

He pulled the suitcase through the door. The door closed behind him.

"I'm feeling a little cold. Mom, I'm going to take a shower. Oh yeah, how's dad?"

"Son, you should take a bath first. We'll see how dad is later. He …" In the bedroom. "

"Forget it, let's take a look at him first. I came all this way just for him." Duan Xuan pushed open the bedroom door.

"How come dad lost so much weight?" The quilt covered a thin figure.

"Daddy?"

The sheet moved slightly.

Duan Ling Tian lightly lifted off the covers. What laid on the bed was obviously a skeleton.

"Child …" "Son..." The skeleton called out to its son with a slurred voice.

Duan Xuan backed off in fear.

The door suddenly opened and his mother stood behind him. "Son, your father is dying."

The strong woman told her son coldly, looking at her husband with a complicated expression.

He started his own family and established his own company. However, he was too lustful and lustful. He wanted to clean up the mess for him time and time again and bribe the girls that he got pregnant with.

His son had taken his surname, so he had nothing to say. Now he was finally dead, but fortunately his son had grown up.

"This is not my father! What happened to my dad? " he shouted.

"Who is this old man?" "Huh?" Duan Xiaoxuan pointed at the monster on the bed.

The skeleton on the bed opened his eyes wide, and the silhouette of his son appeared in his dim eyes. He was carrying a girl with long, green hair on his back.

He cried out in fear, wanting to warn his son, only a few soft sounds came out of his mouth, "Err …"

Darkness descended.

"… …"

Ah Hor and I were alone in the villa, lit only by a few candles. It was an empty "grave."

Located in the new district of the city, Tianyi and Wulang won't be back for a while.

Since I had nothing better to do, I took the candle and slowly walked up the stairs. Actually, it was just my mind, wanting to see how the luxurious villas were decorated.

He had been to a few wealthy families in the past, but none of them had the time to look closely.

In the master bedroom, there was a large European bed with a dusty curtain. The bed had once been a dark red color, but it had been decorated like an Egyptian queen's sleeping quarters.

Does every woman have a queen's dream in her heart?

He opened each drawer. Inside were all high-end underwear and fashion.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted into his nose. I casually pulled out the Great Evil God and gently swung it behind me to protect myself.

Turning around, his vision blurred and something quickly moved away.

I couldn't run fast with the candle, so I followed the scent to the room in the back hallway of the villa.

I hate the sound of walking on the wooden floor of the hallway. After all, girls have money, and no wood will be laid in the house.

He couldn't feel any unusual aura.

Gu Nu had been consuming men's blood essence for a long time, thus concealing her demonic Qi.

Why did she use such a heavy incense?

Something flashed behind him. Fuck! She was playing with me.

I took out a Chasing Soul Rune. This talisman had a trace of Evil Qi that would spontaneously combust.

He threw the talisman into the air and it burned to ashes.

Such heavy spiritual energy.

The spell turned into a puff of smoke that drifted into a room.

The sound of water dripping could be heard.

"How dare you." How dare you! No one answered.

There was only a light singing sound, "Your heart, my heart, wearing a string of clothes …"

I stopped. The song she was singing was the most popular song for the Little Tigers when I was in elementary school.

Was that when she died? That should be more than a decade dead.

With her current cultivation, she should have died at least a hundred years ago.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so powerful. At most, he would only be able to cultivate in a high level spirit body like Zhang Bao Min.

How did he become a monster? Did she die worse than No-One?

I kicked the door open.

There was a blurry red figure in the bathroom.

He lowered his head and carefully played with the white stuff on the sink.

I don't wait for her to put on human skin and push open the bathroom door.

There was nothing in the bathroom. A cold wind blew from behind him.

He was hit!

I swung the knife back, pushing her away.

Ah He heard the commotion upstairs and started to play a demon song.

Gu Nu smiled at me. "Someone wants your life, I must kill you."

She smiled coquettishly, suddenly emitting a huge demonic aura from her body. She stretched out her hand and grabbed me by the neck.

The Evil God didn't make any sound. I used a spirit blade to stab her, but she was completely unharmed.

Ah He was running upstairs.

Don't come over.

Air! Give me some air!

She was as strong as a man, and she picked me up with one hand.

I struggled to free myself of my dagger and thrust it at her.

She screamed and let go. I fell to the floor.

She scowled at her bleeding wound, pulled out her dagger with one hand, and came toward me.

Ah He ran up to her and threw himself at her from behind.

"Don't fight with her, run." I got up and took both her hands.

"Ant Shaking Tree." She grinned, turned her head as if she had broken off a piece, and pressed Ah He and me to the ground.

A shadow flashed and crashed into her.

Knocked all three of us to the floor.

Norrell stood smiling on the floor, one finger in his mouth, sucking.

"Your blood stinks, Zizi."

Zhizhi stood up and glared at her. "It was born from the same root, why rush?"

I looked at Noi in surprise.

She attacked her again.

Wow, I can see it from the looks of it.

"We're back." Tianyi called from downstairs.

Zhizhi panicked. Her long nails pierced into her eyes and she forcefully dug out one of her eyeballs.

She was in pain, covering her eyes as she ran to the window at the speed of light. She disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A strange fragrance drifted out.

In Norrell's open palm, the eyeball dried up quickly, like a piece of wood.

The fragrance was actually coming from his eyes.

I picked it up, my heart thumping, and shouted to myself, "I'm rich. Big money. This wasn't Agarwood. I f * cking got it wrong. "

This was a genuine Soulreturn Fragrance.

Regarding the Soul-Returning Incense, there was a clear record in "The Ten Continents": Souls came from a tree similar to the maple tree in the Immortal Paradise. Chop the roots and put them in a jade pot to cook. Pick up the juice.

I gasped for breath, like a country bumpkin who had never seen money before and suddenly found a gold ingot.

I picked up the ping-pong ball-sized soul-returning incense. Who could be so generous? Put such a large pill in the skull of a skeleton girl?

There should be one more in that eye.

"Thank you, Noi." The girl shook her head. "I should thank you."

Tianyi and Wulang ran up. They were very happy to see him. "He's back. We can report back now." Tianyi shouted.

We gathered downstairs for supper, and listened to Norrell talk about her revenge.

"… …"

When the sun was about to rise, the police station received a call from the police. In a certain small district, the returning man, Duan Xiaoxuan, was cruelly murdered in his bedroom.

Mother Duan was speechless.

The police officers were all stunned by the death of the deceased.

The corpse seemed to have been humiliated for dozens of days. There were wounds all over the body.

His body was covered in burn marks from cigarette butts. Half of his lower body had been torn off.

His face was cut so that he could not recognize his real face.

Every cut was so deep that one could see the bones.

"… …"