Vol 5 Chapter 97: : Darkness Strikes

Early in the morning, Meng Qi and San Qi noticed that Su Jin had changed a little. Look.hair.line.chinese.text.net
This change does not mean that he made breakfast suddenly, but it seemed that he cared more about them both and was willing to spend time on them, instead of saying no more as he greeted them.
Sitting in front of the table, eating breakfast quietly, Meng Qi and San Qi looked at each other, and at the same time saw the doubts in the eyes of each other. However, no one raised this topic. Compared to solving the curiosity in their hearts, they enjoyed the feeling of being valued more ...
"Are you going to work today?" Su Jin asked, looking up at Meng Qi.
Originally, Meng Qi was going to work when he changed into a formal attire, but now when he asks if he is pointed, he shakes his head without hesitation and says, "No, I'm resting today."
Su Jin nodded and said, "Then let's go to Disneyland, Sanqi, what do you think?"
Sanqi was a little dazed and blinked and said, "I ... I feel fine."
After dinner, Su Jin summoned a door of time and space to the magic city Disney in the living room, and said with a smile, "Let's go."
"If Sanqi (A niang) doesn't go, it's even better." Looking at the smile on his face, Meng Qi and Sanqi's minds coincided with this thought.
In the laughter of the three, in a flash, the day passed.
When darkness enveloped the city, danger and crisis followed in the footsteps of darkness.
In a quiet place, on a wide street, in a blood-red robe, the handsome drunk boy holding a sword, walked slowly, and suddenly he stopped and said indifferently, "The ghosts stay ..."
"Swallow the boy, I have warned you before, but you take my words as wind. Look. Yarn, Chinese net." The tall, horrifying magma stepped out of the darkness and stood in front of him.
Black shadows followed like tides, occupying both ends of the long street, enclosing the boy who swallowed the wine.
The booze boy pulled out the boy Che'an Gang, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and immediately came to the magma demon, the sword in his hand turned into a touch of silver light, and fiercely chopped his neck.
He didn't like nonsense, and didn't think it was necessary to talk more.
The magma has been guarding the other side, but he did not expect that the speed of swallowing the boy was so fast. In anxiety, he could only raise his arms to block him.
With a bang, the boy Chean Gang was like a bamboo shooter, a sword cut off the arms of the magma demon, and left a deep sword mark on his chest.
The magma retreated in panic, the hot magma flowing out of the broken arm, dripped to the ground, and burned bluestone into numerous small pits.
The ghosts at the two ends of the street followed the culling, as if two black torrents drowned the drunken boy completely, and only a few silver swordsman flashed rapidly in the black torrent.
After the earth was burned out of countless deep pits, the magma re-grown his arms, the sharp nails released a terrifying light, the huge body hit countless dark shadows, and madly hit the boy with wine.
"boom!"
He was hit by a drunk boy, but even if he was flying in the air, he still needed to keep waving the sword in his hand to chop up the monsters and ghosts who bit him madly.
"Go to death, traitor!" The magma monster smiled, sharp knife-like nails split his head and covered his face and swallowed the boy.
When all his attention was on the boy who swallowed the wine, a woman with white skin, snowy eyebrows and a pink palace dress suddenly appeared strangely under his nails and said sadly: " Sir, are you willing to kill me? "
Looking at the woman's face, the magma was struck by lightning. As if he saw the best thing in the world, where can he go? Even to prevent accidentally hurting the beauty, he forcibly turned in mid-air and replanted on the ground. Above
The woman, like a pink smoke, flew to the Magma Demon, and put a white, palm-like palm on his hot chest, and said in fear: "Many demon, lord, I am afraid."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me here." Looking at the other person's pitiful look, Magma felt his heart was about to break, and said quickly.
"I'm scared when they're here. Can the Lord help me kill them?"
An evil spirit flashed through the eyes of Magma Wenyan, saying, "Okay, I will get rid of these demons for you now."
"Master, you wake up, you are bewildered by this demon girl." A ghost stopped in front of him and called in a panic.
However, his face, reflected in the magma's eyes, turned into a magpie appearance.
"Oh!"
The magma's claw shattered his soul, like a wild cow, ramming into the ghost tide, killing one three in and three out.
The demons and ghosts were not scared by the killing of the drunken boy, but they were really scared by the madness of the magma. The front line completely collapsed, and the original haunting ghost trend fled and disappeared in no time.
"I killed them, now you don't have to be afraid." Magma's eyes stared at Yang Yuhuan and asked.
Yang Yuhuan still had a timid expression on his face. I really felt sorry for it. I stepped in front of the magma and stepped into his arms: "I'm still scared."
"What are you afraid of?" The Magma asked in confusion.
"I'm afraid you won't die!" Yang Yuhuan's timid expression suddenly disappeared, and an extra dagger was thrown out of his hand. He slammed it into the magma's chest and pierced his heart.
And until he died completely, the magma failed to come out of that charm. After falling to the ground, his expression of pity remained on his face.
"Thank you very much. If you weren't there, I'm afraid I'm really awesome today." The boy who swallowed the wine still had a sword and said softly.
Yang Yuhuan summoned his own scrolls, collected all the corpses, including the magma, and said with a smile: "Master, you don't have to be polite, this is what I should do."
"From now on, I will believe in you like I believe in the sword in my hand." Jiu Tun Tongzi bowed.
However, Yang Yuhuan gradually converged his smile: "I will also believe that the Lord Swallows ... the gods are rampant and the character master is not dead. If the two of us are in harmony with each other again, then death is not far away."
The drunk boy nodded and looked up at the dark sky: "This is the beginning, the future is doomed to be more rugged. Only with a mentality like walking on thin ice, can we really live, and what I am most worried about now is another Something. "
"whats the matter?"
"The of style cooperates with the spirit master." Jiu Tun Tong frowned. "If this happens, I really don't know if I can keep the city for the inspectors!"