Go Through My Demon Host

The atmosphere was silent,

Ranbai said: "Self-defense is also very good, and they all said a murderer."

"It should be self-defense." The boy agreed.

Closing:  …

Two people who know it well, they have to play, what should I do?

Of course - I watched.

After experiencing such an oolong,

Dying white can't give boys another chance,

More, it will be seen.

so,

There is no way for the boy to kill Yanbai today.

It seems that because of this,

No one died today.

Well, everyone is fine.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and they worked harder to clean up the mudslide.

It's impossible for the boy to really have any communication equipment, so it's naturally a waste of time.

When I'm about to come back,

Ranbai and An Qin walked together and passed a room.

It's brightly lit inside,

Occasionally there was the sound of things being thrown.

The vague reprimands and curses kept ringing.

An Qin looked at the house curiously, "Bai Bai, what are they talking about?"

"It should be because the child is disobedient." Ranbai pursed her lips and said casually.

to come in,

Ranbai keenly heard the angry old voice and the occasional gloomy voice inside.

There were only two people inside.

With the sound, the dyeing is clear.

An old and eccentric village chief and a sullen murderer boy.

"You're crazy! Do you know what you're doing?! If anyone knew, our village would be finished!" The village looked at the boy sitting on the stool, with residual anger and disguise in his cloudy eyes. Good fear.

The boy sat there with a gloomy temperament, as if he had not spoken for a long time, and his voice was green and hoarse.

"You are the insider, and you are also the accomplice." The boy repeated this sentence.

The village sat decadently aside, rubbing his temples.

He really regretted it, regretted the decision he had made.

Let go of such a demon!

"Isn't it enough? What you've done,

Is it not enough? ' asked the village weakly.

The boy raised his head abruptly, his gloomy eyes gave a feeling of infinite depression, and he gritted his teeth and said, "In the beginning, did you ever think about it enough? How did you force her to death in the first place!"

Hearing the boy's slightly excited words, the village chief seemed to be ten years older in an instant, and his wrinkled face was more obvious under the light.

"I'm too old to care about anything. I can't intervene in your future either."

"Have I ever had a future?" the boy said sarcastically.

future?

Oh, never ever.

There's only so much to hear,

Obviously,

They have also noticed someone walking by, and they have restrained their voices.

Dyeing white lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes that were as clean and pure as black gems were crystal clear, and pulled An Qin as she passed by the house as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that nothing was heard.

The last day to clear up the mudslide,

If nothing else,

I'm afraid, another one will die.

Dyeing white in my heart,

just don't know,

Will the boy still stare at him?

certainly,

If the boy doesn't take action,

I don't mind being white.

Give the boy a chance.

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, Ming Yan's delicate and graceful facial features as clean as ink and wash paintings were pure flow of spiritual energy, which was particularly attractive.

"Hello, you're here too." Out of the corner of the little girl's eyes, she noticed the boy walking up and down the side road who seemed to be looking at something, slightly hooked his lips, and greeted him with a smile.

The boy looked up and saw the smile on the face of the little girl standing not far away, Ming Yan's facial features were more vivid and aura.