Thousands of demons fell for me

Unexpectedly, the caring warm girl whom I had chatted with online for a month turned out to be a crazy woman who would stab at the slightest disagreement. Qian Xiaoyu's legs went limp from fright on the spot, and she slumped on the ground.

Luo Xingchen stepped forward in two steps, helped Qian Xiaoyu up from the ground, and kept his vigilant eyes on Zhao Shiyun, ready to fight at any time.

Taking a deep breath, Qian Xiaoyu recovered from the panic, and finally managed to stand still on his own.

"Haney, calm down." Qian Xiaoyu's voice trembled slightly, but he still continued boldly, "Otherwise, I'll stay and marry you, and you let him go first."

Qian Xiaoyu had already made a plan in his heart, he was the one who provoked the beauty, even if he died under the peony flowers today, the innocent Luo Xingchen couldn't be dragged down.

"Go aside, I don't care about you." Zhao Shiyun waved the kitchen knife in her hand, glanced at Qian Xiaoyu with disgust, then turned her gaze to Luo Xingchen, raised her head and shouted loudly, "I want to marry him! As long as you can persuade him to marry me, I will let you go immediately."

Qian Xiaoyu suddenly felt his head turn green, and his anger surged up immediately, and even the previous fear of Zhao Shiyun disappeared in an instant.

He straightened his chest, pointed a middle finger towards Zhao Shiyun, and said three words with firm eyes: "Impossible!"

"Okay!" Zhao Shiyun turned to Qian Xiaoyu, smiled coldly, turned the kitchen knife back and forth a few times from side to side, and said with a murderous expression, "The old lady will chop you up first."

"Wait!" Luo Xingchen took a step forward, stretched out an arm in front of Qian Xiaoyu, looked at Zhao Shiyun with a chuckle, and said warmly, "Actually, we can still discuss this marriage. "

"Really?" Zhao Shiyun looked happy, retracted the kitchen knife she just raised, and smiled shyly at Luo Xingchen.

"I said Xingchen, are you serious?" Qian Xiaoyu grabbed Luo Xingchen's wrist with both hands, opened his eyes wide, looked at him in disbelief, and said rather sadly, "Brothers and wives should not be bullied!"

He made such an oolong painstakingly, but actually made a wedding dress for Zhao Shiyun, and handed over his hands to give the person he loves to someone else, no matter how he thinks about it, he is a bit unwilling.

Luo Xingchen patted Qian Xiaoyu on the head, then turned around and gave him a quiet wink.

His idea was very simple, first he pretended to agree to Zhao Shiyun, let the other party relax his vigilance, and then approached Zhao Shiyun's side, looking for opportunities to grab the knife and someone.

After controlling the situation, regardless of whether there is transportation or not, get Qian Xiaoyu to leave the manor and then make a long-term plan.

Qian Xiaoyu and Luo Xingchen grew up together, and when they saw the eyes, they immediately understood what the other meant. They honestly let go of their hands and watched the situation nervously.

Although he felt that two big men were more than enough to deal with one woman, Qian Xiaoyu couldn't help worrying about Luo Xingchen's safety.

What's more, Sun Butler of Zhao's Manor has been standing next to the sofa since he started the hairdresser, his face was calm, and he didn't take any action. Most of them were enemies rather than friends.

Seeing that Zhao Shiyun's excitement eased, Luo Xingchen moved slowly, approaching her, trying not to irritate her as much as possible.

"Meow!"

Walking to a place three meters away from Zhao Shiyun, a loud meow suddenly sounded above her head.

Then a black figure jumped down from the chandelier on the roof, leaped over him, and rushed straight at Zhao Shiyun, stretching out its sharp claws and grabbing at Zhao Shiyun's left chest.

"boom!"

Zhao Shiyun's chest exploded like a balloon, and the transparent jelly-like gel splashed everywhere, and a thin piece of plastic slipped out of the torn clothes and fell to the ground.

And where she was exposed outside, there was only a small dot of Yimapingchuan left.

This legendary daughter, Zhao Shiyun, is actually a pure man wearing fake breasts.

After successfully attacking the chest, the black figure immediately leaped up to Luo Xingchen with nimble steps, swinging its long tail leisurely.

Luo Xingchen looked down, it was the black cat with the word "king" on its head.

The black cat called out provocatively at Zhao Shiyun, raised its right paw high, spread its fingers, and stretched out five slender and shiny claws.

"Damn it." Zhao Shiyun stared viciously at the black cat, her face flushed, her whole body trembling, murderous aura erupted from the top of her head, and even faint black smoke came out, "I'm going to skin you alive to make soup."

Luo Xingchen saw that Zhao Shiyun was going to be unfavorable to the black cat, so he bent down and wanted to hug the little thing into his arms.

Unexpectedly, just as he stretched out his hand, the black cat raised its head, jumped up in front of him, bit it lightly on his lip, and even took the opportunity to lick it with the tip of its tongue. Mouth filled.

Luo Xingchen was stunned. He was forcefully kissed by a cat in full view of the public, although this was probably an accident caused by the self-defense instinct of small animals.

After the black cat bit his lip, without a moment's hesitation, it ran towards the door and quickly fled the crime scene.

Luo Xingchen wiped off the blood stains remaining on his lips with the back of his hand. This was the second time in his life that he capsized in the gutter.

"Piss me off, piss me off!"

Zhao Shiyun's face was ferocious, and she let out a deep roar, and her protruding eyeballs popped out twice, and a large amount of dark yellow straw gushed out from the black holes in her mouth, ears, and eye sockets, and fell on the ground with a rustle. On the ground, it was as terrifying as the monster Luo Xingchen saw in the hut in the forest before.

Holding a kitchen knife in her hand, she gradually approached in the direction of Luo Xingchen and Qian Xiaoyu.

"Mom! Don't come here!"

Qian Xiaoyu, who finally hardened himself, was frightened by the terrifying scene in front of him, his legs went limp, and he collapsed powerlessly on the ground again, pointing trembling fingers at Zhao Shiyun, who kept approaching the two of them.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Steward Sun stood behind Zhao Shiyun and couldn't see what was going on in front of him, but he saw that Luo Xingchen and Qian Xiaoyu were reacting abnormally, and heard "Zhao Shiyun" making strange noises of "gurgling" continuously. Withered grass falling down, I couldn't help asking in doubt.

Zhao Shiyun stopped when she heard the voice, turned her head to look at Butler Sun, and said indistinctly from her straw-covered mouth, "Idiot, why are you standing still, hurry up and arrest them."

While speaking, another pile of withered grass sprayed out in the air, and landed right in front of Butler Sun's feet.

"This, this is..."

Seeing Zhao Shiyun's face, Steward Sun obviously paused, with a frightened expression on his face, subconsciously took out the small launcher hidden in the cuff of his suit, and shot the opponent's head twice with a "bang bang".

Before the sharp steel needle pierced Zhao Shiyun's forehead, it was stopped in mid-air by the curly dry grass. She put the steel needle into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it directly into her stomach.

"Ouch!" Zhao Shiyun spat out a sticky black liquid, and said mechanically to herself, "It's really unpalatable."

Butler Sun froze in place, with a feeling of despair permeating his heart.

But Zhao Shiyun didn't continue to pay attention to him, but turned around, facing Luo Xingchen, the straw from the five holes danced wildly in the air, and said enthusiastically, "Honey, you still look better .”

Luo Xingchen glanced at Qian Xiaoyu who was lying limp beside him. It might be difficult for the two of them to escape together, and he had to first attract the monster's attention to himself and give Qian Xiaoyu a chance to leave here.

"Then you come and catch me."

Luo Xingchen hooked his index finger towards the monster, turned around and ran out of the mansion.

"Honey, wait for me!"

Zhao Shiyun directly ignored Qian Xiaoyu who was on the ground, and quickly chased after Luo Xingchen.

Seeing Luo Xingchen being chased by that crazy woman alone, Qian Xiaoyu's worry far outweighed his fear. He got up twice, and just about to rush out the door, a sharp and cold steel needle Suddenly, it came out from behind and touched his neck.

Because the upper lip was bitten by the black cat, Luo Xingchen ran as light as a swallow. After running around the manor several times, the monster was obviously exhausted, and his running speed also slowed down. Seeing that the two gradually pulled apart distance.

The monster let out a rough breath, stopped in place annoyed, opened its big torn mouth suddenly, and its face was almost split in two.

A strip more than [-] meters long shot out from the monster's mouth with a "swish", wrapped around Luo Xingchen's body from behind, and rolled him into the air.

"Honey, I've caught you." The monster said excitedly, with dry straw gushing out of its mouth like a waterfall.

Luo Xingchen grabbed the strip wrapped around his waist with both hands. This long strip was obviously different from other withered grasses. It was bright red, wet and slippery, and covered with delicate and soft thorns, like this one Monster Tongue.

He was about to take out the blade hidden in his sleeve to cut off the tongue, but a silver cold light suddenly fell from above, cutting off the monster's tongue from the middle to both ends.

"Wow!"

The monster covered its mouth with its hands and wailed in pain, red and black liquid spurted out from between its fingers.

The uncontrollable severed tongue fell off Luo Xingchen's body, without the support of strength, he also fell in the air.

However, at this moment, a black figure flashed by his side at a very fast speed like a gust of wind, wrapped his arms around his shoulders from below, held him in his arms, and held him firmly. landed on the ground.

He raised his head in surprise, and met a pair of deep black eyes.

In front of me was a strange man wearing a black windbreaker, with a tall and straight figure, a stern face, and his unwavering pupils were like a silent pool of water. His whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura, giving people a feeling of inaccessibility .

In the man's other hand, he also held a huge silver sickle. The surface of the knife was carved with strange lines, emitting bursts of cold light like flowing water waves, just like the sharp blade used by the god of death to harvest souls.

"Thank you."

Luo Xingchen thanked the other party politely. He always felt that he had seen this man somewhere before, but suddenly he couldn't recall it.

The man just nodded slightly, let go of his arms, walked up to him, and looked expressionlessly at the humming monster standing in the distance.

"You, how could it be you, it's impossible."

The monster saw the man's appearance clearly, pointed at him with one hand, and made a trembling voice from its mouth full of withered grass.

"You are too noisy."

The man said something in a cold voice, slightly raised his index finger, a cluster of small flames floated on his fingertips, and shot towards the monster.

"Wow!"

The dark golden flames landed on the monster's body, spreading to the whole body, and quickly turned into raging flames, burning it into black ashes in an instant.

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"small theater"

Luo Xingchen: Let's break up.

An unknown attacker: What did the king do wrong? !

Luo Xingchen: To attack another woman's breasts in front of me must be a philanderer.

An unknown attacker: I am wronged (T_T)