Yu Tongqian was very confident. He had observed it before. When Wu Chong killed Lu San, there was an interval between calling on the power of the 'human skin demon'. Although this interval was very short, it was enough for him to take action.
The only troublesome thing is the last human skin substitute, but this is not an unsolvable problem.
'Yu Chou' himself said before that one rebirth consumes one-third of the energy, and now there are only two left at most. With his skills, it is not difficult to kill him twice more.
So he took action.
As soon as he raised his hand, five arrows flew out.
These missing arrows are not real arrow missing, but the outward display of his demonic power. Yu Tongqian believes that with the demonic internal power he has accumulated over the years, he can solve the opponent's two chances of rebirth with only two moves.
Duh duh!
There were a few muffled sounds, and the arrow missed and hit Yu Weeping as expected.
A sly smile appeared on Yu Tongqian's face, and he subconsciously wanted to take action again, but before he could move, figures of 'Yu Cry' appeared on the left, on the right, behind him and even on top of his head. They were so densely packed that it was rare to say that they were there.
More than twenty.
The 'Yu Chou' who was hit by him in front also stood there and looked at him like a normal person.
"Why are there so many? Don't you mean one-third?"
Yu Tongqian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He suddenly felt as if he had been hasty. Why could the indecisive elder brother resist taking action?
"Why don't you continue?"
More than twenty Wu Chongs spoke at the same time, and even the frequency of their voices was the same, making it difficult to tell which one was true and which one was false. Or maybe all of these twenty or so people were true!
"little cry, me"
Yu Tongqian wanted to give in, but before he finished speaking, he found a dark hand appearing at his throat.
The burning and painful breath eroded into his body, causing him to suddenly lose control of his body.
"Hehe"
Yu Tongqian opened his eyes wide and tried desperately to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a word at all.
After a while.
A puddle of black ash fell to the ground.
Yu Tongqian is dead.
"Father, why don't you come over and have a chat?" After killing Yu Tongqian, Wu Chong stood at the window and said to a figure below.
Yu Tongqian thought he was smart, but in fact he was just a pathfinder for others from beginning to end.
Compared to this idiot, his 'indecisive' father is really ruthless. He also wants to do what Yu Tongqian did, but he is smarter and won't do it himself.
The figure downstairs did not respond. After glancing at Wu Chong at the window, he turned around and blended into the darkness.
Wu Chong at the window also waved his hand to disperse the 'human skin puppets' all over the room.
This time he really didn't have much energy left.
Only a little bit is saved
After handling Yu Tong's money, Wu Chong no longer had the idea of staying at Yu's house.
There are still many secrets in the Yu family, but most of these secrets are in the hands of his cheap father Yu Tonghai. Compared with the waste Yu Tongqian, Yu Tonghai is the real head of the family. The mural demons he controls are
Now Wu Chong has not seen it completely. Before the human-skin demon recovers, Wu Chong has no intention of confronting him head-on.
Let's just take a step back and wait a few years to grow up before coming back to 'take care' of our old father.
After making the decision, Wu Chong left that night.
"Master, I'm crying that the young master is gone."
A figure appeared outside the window and whispered.
This person was sent by Yu Tonghai to monitor his third brother Yu Tongqian, and he was the last person Wu Chong saw.
"Let him be."
Yu Tonghai glanced at the night outside and said expressionlessly.
Tonight, the sky is sunny.
The new moon is starless.
"But Kuroshio"
The figure's status must be quite high, so I couldn't help but add another sentence.
"He will come back. When the black tide comes, I don't need to invite him," Yu Tonghai waved his hand and ignored the topic.
Seeing this, the figure had no choice but to suppress his doubts in his heart. After taking a look at the room behind the window in awe, he said goodbye and left.
The night breeze blows.
Yu Tonghai's mood became even more irritable.
He originally just wanted his third brother to test the monster. It would be best if he succeeded, and it would not affect him if he failed.
Who knew that good-for-nothing would die like that.
It didn't work at all.
"What a waste!" Yu Tonghai cursed secretly.
He couldn't leave now. Compared with the trouble of his son Yu Chou, the most troublesome thing now was his wife. This woman was almost completely out of control. Thinking of this, Yu Tonghai turned around and wanted to see how that woman was doing.
.
"If you don't sleep at night, what are you watching here?"
When he turned around, Yu Tonghai saw a human face that was almost completely attached to his face.
A completely human face, with two round eyes, looking straight at him. Anyone else would have screamed in fright, but Yu Tonghai had long been used to it. He looked away expressionlessly.
He turned his head and glanced at the bed.
While her body was still on the bed, a long snake-like neck held her head and flew out, sticking to his back.
Under the night, the picture is quite touching.
"Go to sleep."
Yu Tonghai walked to the bed and lay down with his clothes on.
This is the limitation of the mural devil. He must sleep with this woman every day. Only in this way can he perfectly use the power of the mural devil.
"I'm asking you something!"
"Shut up!"
Yu Tonghai opened his eyes, and ripples appeared from the stone-brown eyes.
In an instant, the room became completely quiet, and the long snake-like head returned to its neck. The woman on the bed also fell asleep, looking no different from a normal person.
pedestrian mall.
This used to be a concession, but it was preserved by the New Kingdom after liberation and became a famous commercial street.
Behind the street, a row of villas built by the colonists has become the most luxurious residential complex in the city. The price per square meter is as high as six figures. The people who can live here are all dignitaries.
At the door of the sixth villa, an old man in black cloth bowed nervously to the people in front of him.
"Just a few of you, please."
"Don't worry, as long as you have enough money, I promise to clean it up."
The speaker was a man wearing a blue gown. His hair was combed like the swordsman on TV. Not to mention he was dressed in ancient costume, and he also carried a wooden sword on his back. Coupled with his slightly aged face, it was really...
It gives people the feeling of being a worldly expert.
This is also a characteristic of the new country.
Because it has been passed down for a long time, there are legends about "immortals" in local culture. Many wealthy people will ask them to perform rituals when encountering important events.
Some look at Feng Shui, some look at luck, and even funerals are inseparable from them.
"Mr. Wang, don't worry. My master is the true successor of Shenxiao Sect. Over the years, I have killed not only a thousand but also eight hundred demons. If there are really demons here, my senior brother will definitely be scared and run away when he sees the wind." Beside the sword immortal man, two people
A seventeen-year-old boy took advantage of the situation to brag about his senior brother.