Handsome to the Point of Death

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"You can see my face !!"

A pair of eyes of the woman were flaming with anger, and the kitchen knife in her hand split fiercely towards Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi quickly turned to his side, and the blade swept across his sportswear, bringing up a cold air flow, and then he stepped back and struck the woman's abdomen with one foot.

When this foot went down, Xu Zhi immediately found that the blood in his body did not know when it was suppressed, and his strength was not one-tenth of the usual, but his strength was enough to deal with an ordinary adult. People, or even people, are not.

One of his legs completely penetrated the woman's abdomen and lifted the layers of carrion there. The woman's complexion was as if ignorant, and she continued to charge without a pause.

Xu Zhi gritted his teeth, one hand choked on the woman's neck, and the other hand grabbed the kitchen knife in her hand.

At this time, the woman was almost stuck to Xu Zhi. She opened her mouth and exposed her yellow teeth. Her body was exuding a strong smell of corpse. She was mad and twisted her potty body constantly, piece by piece. The flutter flew onto Xu Zhi's coat with her movement.

Xu Zhi frowned, and had an estimate of the woman's strength in his heart. He needed to rely on illusions to confuse people to throw himself into the net. When he was anxious, he just had a bite without a rule. As she thought, she slashed at the woman's neck.

The next second, blood spewed and the woman's head rolled to the ground.

But even so, the headless body in front of Xu Zhi was just a little stiff, and twisted even more frantically.

Even the woman's head still had a pair of eyes open, staring resentfully at him, and she kept giggling.

"You can't escape ... you see my face ..."

"Oh," Xu Zhi smiled, wiped off the blood splashed on his face, grabbed the headless body with both hands, and suddenly smashed into the woman's head.

"boom!"

One by one, until the head was completely smashed into a pool of sticky flesh and he couldn't even make a humming sound, he let go of the jerking headless body.

Xu Zhi squinted and looked down. The smashed slump was slowly squirming on the ground, trying to climb up on his trouser legs. Obviously, the vitality was strong. At this point, he was still dead.

Suddenly, he seemed to have found something. He squatted down, hesitated, and reached out his hand to fumble in the flesh.

He touched a warm object with his fingertips, his heart was assured, and he took it out of his hand.

At the same time, the squirming pieces of meat and the jerking headless corpse completely disappeared.

The house finally returned to quietness, and only the blood on the full house proved that this was a veritable haunted house.

When he walked to the kitchen, he was shocked by the viscera of the stump on the ground, but it was difficult to feel sick again. He flushed the contents of his hand expressionlessly, revealing its original appearance.

The other half of the blood jade.

The fingertips rubbed against the blood jade, Xu Zhi looked dignified, but it was not too accidental.

The red light of this thing circulated, and on its clear surface, a ugly and ugly face appeared faintly.

The woman gritted her teeth and made a small, intermittent sound:

"I ... I want to eat ... I eat you ..."

"Well," Xu Zhi was a little bit surprised and had a headache. "It's all like this and I can't kill you, my life is hard enough."

For a moment, he could not think of any solution to the evil spirit attached to this mysterious blood jade, so he planned to leave here before making a plan.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, Xu Zhi suddenly felt an unfamiliar breath, and immediately became vigilant, and there was a hint of red light in his eyes—from the moment he got these half pieces of blood jade, his vampire strength was restored.

"Don't be nervous," the man leaning against the wall looked up and smiled, "I'm just here to make a deal."

It was a young man in his twenties, with a purely oriental face, tall and thin, with a slight bow on his back, standing there with his arms in his arms, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes could not reach his eyes. .

This man is very strong.

Almost at the first sight of him, Xu Zhi had this cognition in his mind.

This is an innate sense of the same kind.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the young man didn't seem to explain his willingness to appear suddenly, but just looked at him and said, "I want the piece of jade in your hand ..."

Xu Zhiliang lowered his face, and when he was about to speak, he heard the next sentence after the other person intentionally paused:

"... the soul inside."

"..." Xu Zhi glanced at him blankly and turned towards the door.

"You have to think clearly," the young man slowly said behind him. "Without me, you want to get the old ghost out. It's difficult."

"It will take at least half a year."

"Maybe I still have to ask for it in the end."

"It's all melted into that piece of jade, let alone as a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years, it's cunning."

Xu Zhiwen Yan stopped and turned around and said, "It, lived for hundreds of years?" Still so stupid?

The young man understood what he said, and replied, "That's because you are lucky, and you just happened to run into its weak period, and you need to continue to **** on human flesh to recover."

Just then, the door knocked suddenly.

"Wife, open the door. I am so hungry that I am going to eat."

"Mom, open the door. I am so hungry that I am going to eat."

"Sister, open the door. I am so hungry that I am going to eat."

...

"So, the outside are also a group of cunning ghosts who have lived for hundreds of years?" Xu Zhi raised an eyebrow.

The young man coughed and looked at Xu Zhidao with a kind of "you really don't know": "No, that's just a group of younger brothers under it."

"Oh," Xu Zhi nodded, and found a fairly clean chair to sit down, Shi Shiran said: "Since it's just a younger brother, please ask the master to solve it."

"I'll deal with you when I'm done."

"..." The young man laughed twice without a smile, pulled out a dagger that was not on his waist, put it on his lips, stuck his tongue out, and licked the blade. His original face turned out to be dangerous and gorgeous for a while. Come.

"Okay, since you ask me so sincerely, the master will do his best."

When he had finished speaking, he walked forward and opened the door that had been knocked.

The moment the door opened, a group of living dead rushed in.

They are either tall or low, or short or fat. They have no human form and look terrible. At this moment, scrambling, Zhang Yawu paws up, as if they found something amazing and delicious, and almost overwhelmed the youth.

Xu Zhi, the old god, was sitting at the back, and occasionally bumped his brother who accidentally left the battlefield and bumped into his brother. He didn't mean to go up to help, and it seemed that he was really a spectator and totally out of the way.

Finally, the youth screamed:

"Fuck! It's smoking!"

Being entangled by a group of people that are not ghosts or ghosts, the smell is so furious that Rao is amazingly young and can't help but swear.

After hearing his scream, Xu Zhi smiled cheerfully and said slowly: "Need help?"

In youth's ears, this sentence became:

Please, please, I will help you!

Well, Xu Zhi almost means that.

— Aren't you awesome!

The young man gritted his teeth and could no longer care about any image. The fighting power under the swell of anger could not be underestimated. Before long, those living dead fell to the ground and twitched and lost his voice.

Even if he is more powerful, after all, it is a personal person. At this moment, there is only panting. He smells the stench on his shirt. The youth frowns frantically, wipes his face, and feels unhappy. He was very rude and said: "Give me everything when you see enough, don't force Laozi to grab it!"

Xu Zhi did not make nonsense, and tossed a half piece of blood jade into his hands.

The young man took a look, then took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, closed his eyes, held the blood jade's **** to emit a slight imperceptible fluorescence, stroked back and forth, and eventually accompanied a woman's scream A black mist was squeezed out of the blood jade and entered the porcelain bottle aimed at it.

After doing this, the young man seemed relieved, put the small porcelain bottle carefully into his arms, barely looked at the half piece of blood jade, and threw it back to Xu Zhi.

"Okay, no thanks." The young man recovered his expression of wanting to smile, glanced at Xu Zhi, raised his feet and was about to leave, and suddenly it seemed like something, stopped and turned:

"Ah yes, it seems that I haven't introduced myself yet, I know you, you probably don't know me yet?"

He paused and glanced deeply at Xu Zhi: "Remember, Yan Zhao, my name."

Xu Zhi didn't say a word, and his black eyes became deeper, only nodded as a response.

It wasn't until the footsteps of the man disappeared outside the door that Xu Zhi retracted his eyes, and the fingers holding the blood jade rubbed unconsciously twice.

His feelings would not be wrong. The man really just had to leave the ghost, but turned a blind eye to the apparently more mysterious blood jade, not even mentioning it. Excluding the man's clumsy eyes, only two remained. may.

Either this piece of blood jade is really not as attractive as the ghost, or even unavoidable, or the half of this blood jade has lost its value, or it was originally A fake.

If it is the latter, Xu Zhi understands that from the beginning of the black cat's way, I am afraid he has fallen into the trap of others.

It can be said that if he didn't see Yan Zhao with only half his strength left, he would never easily agree to do so-called transactions with the other party.

All these, when he just saw a few fresh blood stains in Yan Zhao's right hand, he had the answer.

——During the struggle with the living dead, Yan Zhao's right hand was holding the dagger tightly.

He is the black cat.

The same mystery, the same freedom to come and go.

***

A black cat jumped silently from the window into a clean and tidy bedroom.

In the darkness, it opened a pair of weird eyes and screamed softly into the air. The next second, the black cat disappeared out of thin air and replaced by a tall and thin young man.

Yan Zhao took the small porcelain bottle out of his arms, crushed it with force, and threw it into the trash.

His hands were torn, and he didn't frown, and he drew a sneer from his pocket and almost half of the blood jade in Xu Zhi's hand.

"I can get rid of any A-level taskers, and the academy of sciences really is. As for engaging in such a big battle?"

After sneering, he always seemed to have forgotten something, and after thinking about it, he patted his head and rushed to the bathroom.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"