Help! My Delicate Object is a Madman

   Chapter 19 You actually believe in a beast?

   Chapter 19 [Revised]

The voice of    fell, and a powerful energy instantly overflowed from the boy's body, covering a radius of 100 meters.

  The ancient beasts, the beasts, were born ominous, and were born with the ability to spread the plague of smallpox.

  Nan Liu's eyes narrowed, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Aji! Don't!"

   However, it was too late.

   I saw officers and soldiers stationed dozens of meters away, and Su Qing in the vicinity was covered with red dots, and the speed visible to the naked eye began to fester.

Symptoms such as    even appeared on the body of the monster unicorn sheep.

   The one-horned sheep's hair quickly began to fall, and large red spots festered and formed.

   It lay on the ground and blew, helplessly digging the ground, but there was nothing to do.

  Su Qing collapsed: "Ah! This, what's going on??"

  She got smallpox?

   The Fan Yin fan in Shen Suhe's hand vibrated violently. With a serious face, she ran over quickly and pushed Su Qing away: "Go away"

   After she finished speaking, she bent over with a serious expression, and forced the Fan Yin fan into the ground.

  Boom!

  Van silver fan quickly erupted with silver light and collided with the energy of the world-weary boy.

   No one will let anyone.

  Huo Bai's face was indifferent, realizing that something was wrong, he drew out a long sword and came with it.

  Song Ningyuan hid beside him, scolding his mother for a while, seeing the officers and soldiers around him with festering faces, falling to the ground and twitching, he hurriedly touched his face, trembling with fear.

   Touched for a while and found, Huh? There are no red spots on his body, no smallpox.

  Song Ningyuan breathed a sigh of relief, quite lucky.

  Huo Bai cooperated with Shen Suhe.

  The long sword in Huo Bai's hand instantly turned into countless swords, stabbing straight at the world-weary boy.

  The world-weary boy's huge outpouring of energy was finally interrupted.

  The boy had black hair, his eyes turned gray, and there was no vitality in his eyes.

   stared into his eyes as if looking into the abyss of despair.

   The teenager twisted his neck, his head twisted in a weird arc, as if a bigger disaster was brewing.

   Through his actions, you can tell at a glance that this boy is not human.

   Just very quickly, the young man's gray eyes looked at Shen Suhe.

   That world-weary face paused when he saw the Fan Yin Fan.

   He suddenly said: "Fan Yin Fan. No wonder it can suppress me."

   At this time, Nan Liu also hurried over, her face turned pale: "Azhi! A lot of people will really die!"

  The teenager made no secret of it, saying word by word, "They can't save you, and they lied to me that they can save you. Don't you deserve to be so hypocritical and selfish?"

  Nan Liu was angry: "You! Stop it."

   said, dragging the young man without letting go.

  The boy's eyes were gray and white, staring at Nanliu, still stubborn: "You said you can't just kill humans, I'm killing now, but the bad guys."

   The boy who is usually taciturn is particularly able to speak these days.

   And Nanliu, who poked every sentence and sentence, couldn't refute a word.

  Huo Bai put away his sword and confided, "You are an ancient beast, scorpion."

   When Shen Suhe heard the name, she also remembered what was recorded on the scroll her father gave.

  , one-eyed, snake-tail, ox-shaped.

Wherever    goes, plagues and diseases are rampant, which is regarded as ominous.

  Su Qing fell to the ground, her festering skin and hot body made her collapse, and she also understood that the smallpox in this village was caused by this young man, and the smallpox on her body now is the malicious revenge of this young man.

   She roared: "Why are you doing this to me? Just because I didn't cure that woman??"

  's expression remained the same, but the world-weary face remained the same: "Don't you deserve to die?"

  Song Ningyuan snorted and laughed.

   He laughed heartlessly, and the whole area could hear it clearly.

   He had already seen this Su Qing who was not pleasing to the eye, what is the arrogance every day?

   will see a doctor, but can't cure the people of the village, what the **** are you pretending to be here?

   He wanted to see how arrogant she was.

   In this confrontation atmosphere.

   Shen Suhe pulled out the Fan Yin fan, stood up, walked in front of Fei, and said, "Smallpox can be saved, she won't die."

   opened his mouth: "You humans, always promise easily. I don't believe it."

   Shen Suhe hesitated for a moment: "Then let me change someone?"

   She pinned the Fan Yin fan to her waist, turned around and walked to the carriage.

  I didn't expect that the beast would still be useful.

   She jumped into the carriage in three and two steps, and opened the curtain.

  In the carriage, the fragrant scent of nightmare flowers wafted, and Su Ye was tied with a hand by silk satin and tied to the carriage seat.

  White hair and black robe, sitting on the side of the carriage, his clothes are a little messy, and this face is matched with his... .

   This really looks like Shen Suhe is engaging in forced imprisonment, and people would rather die than obey.

   She got into the car, untied the satin, and said as she untied: "I encountered a little trouble, and I want you to persuade a transformed beast."

   Su Ye said slowly and quietly, "A-he thinks of me now? When you tied me to a carriage and left me alone, did you ever think that such a day would come?"

   Shen Suhe's unraveling stopped for a while, she didn't want to talk to him about this.

   This man always makes sense.

   She said, "Then will you help?"

   Su Ye did not speak again.

   In Shen Suhe's eyes, this is the default.

   She quickly untied the silk on his wrist and took the man off the carriage.

   Soon, Fei saw the people brought by Shen Suhe.

The world-weary face of    finally changed a little.

   first looked at Su Ye and then at Shen Suhe.

   His eyes were fixed on their hands.

   Shen Suhe said: "His name is Su Ye, you can trust him."

  The mist in his eyes dissipated, and his normal black eyes returned. He suddenly said, "You make me believe him?"

   Shen Suhe was silent for a moment, but she could hear something unbelievable in her unwavering tone.

   seems to trust Su Ye and is telling a joke.

   stared at Shen Suhe for a while, and said, "Human beings are quite simple."

  With Su Ye as a comparison, Shen Suhe suddenly became more believable in the eyes of Ji.

  I don't know why, but after Su Ye appeared, the atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

   It seems that Su Ye is the bad one.

  Everyone's eyes converged on Su Ye.

   In this regard, Su Ye didn't say a word, his pale complexion, handsome appearance, that thin body looked frail.

  Really, not offensive.

   Shen Suhe put Su Ye behind him and said, "Let's sit down and talk."

   did not speak, but looked at Nanliu.

  Nan Liu smiled: "Okay."

   Suye noticed that Shen Suhe was protecting her.

   His blushing lips hooked, his eyelids drooped, he bent down slightly, his chin rested on Shen Suhe's shoulder, most of his body was on top of her, and he whispered, "Ahe, your wrist hurts."

   said, he raised his wrist, and there were blue and purple marks on it, which were particularly conspicuous on the wrist, pitiful.

  Song Ning looked at it from a distance, and finally couldn't hold back: "Brother, are you still calm?"

   Having said that, Song Ningyuan glanced at Su Ye.

   Su Ye's long black eyelashes trembled as he leaned against Shen Suhe, his whole body seemed to be filled with innocence and anxiety.

   Uh... well, I don't know if the result of this book is good or bad.

   This is probably the most disturbing and unpredictable book I have ever written.

   In fact, it can be expected a little bit, everyone likes the previous versions more, and I don't like this one very much hahahahaha.

   This beginning, it seems, is a bit unremarkable.

   I like the other openings, but I don't like this one. I can understand.

   But it doesn't matter anymore, I've settled on this.

   Everyone, hurry up and forget the previous versions, forget, forget~

   For the author, when writing a book, one is to write according to one's own mind, and the other is to have a good result and hope that it will be popular.

   This book, good or bad, will have consequences.

   If the result of this book is really bad, I will, I will cry.

   After crying, write again.

   So, don't persuade me to change it, I can't change it anymore, I really want to be a salted fish! !

   (end of this chapter)