Chapter 87 Are there always so many chapters before your villain uses his ultimate move?
"Ha ha ha ha--"
The old man suddenly burst into laughter, and his hoarse voice, like a dead branch dragging across the cracked ground, slowly sounded, "Wei Jinyou..."
As he spoke, the black talisman paper on his wrist began to burn and gradually turned into a dark mark imprinted on his wrist bone.
The old man's eyes widened until the last trace of color in his pupils was completely covered with gray. The corners of his gray mouth gradually curled up, "You monster, you will go to hell sooner or later!"
Wei Jinyou's lips curled slightly, and his eyelashes cast a semi-arc shadow, "Even if I go to hell..."
He rested one hand on the armchair and stroked the white fox in his arms with the other. He raised his chin lazily and said in a cold tone, "He will definitely go down by stepping on your corpse."
"..."
A certain fox changed into a comfortable posture and continued to nestle in the boy's arms, its soft fox ears trembling slightly, continuing to be a spectator.
Obviously, the old man was angered by Wei Jinyou's words. He raised his hand and pointed at Wei Jinyou.
Song Zhexia looked at the old man's other hand behind his back and frowned slightly.
Do you villains have to make a few extra speeches before you start your big move?
"It's noisy."
Wei Jinyou had no patience to listen to him. He raised his fingertips slightly, and a stream of violent blood quickly cut through the air and rushed towards the old man.
Song Zhexia had just blinked when the person in front of him lost his arm. The glaring blood gushed out, staining the carpet red.
Feeling the biting chill in the air, she couldn't help but shrink her neck.
Oh wow.
He's going to die before he can even use his ultimate move.
Wei Jinyou remained remarkably calm in the face of the screams coming from inside the house. His eyes moved downwards and landed on the blood-stained carpet. His eyebrows raised slightly, "Tsk."
The young man held his chin with one hand, looking at the old man with eyes that were no less than looking at a rotten maggot rolling in the mud. He lowered his eyebrows and said coldly, "It's dirty."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and saw a piece of shrimp shell on the corner of his clothes. His expression froze.
A fox naturally noticed his gaze, and lowered his head guiltily, saying to the turtle: "Turtle, you are too careless when eating. Don't do this next time."
Turtle:?
Damn, it didn't even get to eat half a shrimp, and now it has to shoulder this huge pot, right? !
Fortunately, the boy didn't say anything. He used a cleaning spell and took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe the little fox's mouth.
As he wiped, he tapped Song Zhexia's forehead with his bony fingers and scolded her in a low voice, "You have no manners when eating."
Being touched by him like that, the little fox's tail stood straight up for a moment, and its pupils widened.
[I’m a tortoise, is there a stone stuck in Wei Goubi’s throat? Why is he so gentle?]
Wei Jinyou: ...
Turtle: ...
Oh my god, I am going to be pissed off to death by this host.
By the door, Zuo Ren and Hao Nan stood on each side, looking at the tragic scene in the house, then secretly glanced at their own prince, and couldn't help but gasp.
The room was in a mess, with so many half-dead corpses hanging from the ceiling. In such a horrifying scene, their master was still showing affection with a fox?
This is really horrible, okay?!
On the carpet, the dying old man's eyes were filled with hatred, his chin trembling, "Wei Jinyou..."
Before he could finish his words, a slender figure blocked his way.
The man's charming peach blossom eyes lifted up lightly, and his voice was lazy and deep, "Your Highness."
Su Changyu looked down at the old man, his dark eyes concealed with turmoil, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corners of his mouth, "How about letting me deal with this person?"
The young man touched the fox in his arms and said faintly, "It's up to you."
Hearing this, Su Changyu raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and a mocking arc appeared in the corners of his narrow eyes, "Master."
He clenched the jade token in his hand and said with a smile: "Disciple will personally send you off."
"Su Changyu!"
The old man's eyes were red with anger, his chest rising and falling violently, "You are committing treason!"
"It's not like Master has just met me for the first time."
He lazily lowered his eyes, and the jade token in his sleeve suddenly turned into a sharp bone knife. He smiled with a fake smile, "Have I not done enough treasonous things?"
"..."
On the other side, the blood python lay quietly on the table and watched Su Changyu. When he was lost in thought, the boy's indifferent voice came into his mind, "You seem to always stare at that person."
"like him?"
The blood python's pupils trembled violently, and it reacted violently: "No!"
The boy slowly clicked his tongue and said nothing more.
"master."
Zuo Ren and Hao Nan looked at the bloody room, turned their heads slightly, and asked with some difficulty: "What should we do with those people on the ceiling?"
The boy touched the fox's head, not even bothering to raise his eyes, "Skin it, we just need a new carpet."
"..."
Wei Jinyou drooped his eyelids and glanced at the old man, "As for him..."
"Get the words out of you first, then slowly smash your head."
Both of them shuddered inwardly, "Yes, Your Highness!"
When Zuo Ren and Hao Nan started to fish the people off the ceiling, the little fox in the boy's arms also moved, slapped the spicy shrimps in his arms, and wiped the tears from the spiciness on his robe.
Seeing her eyes full of tears, Wei Jinyou curled his lips with some evil interest, "Are you scared?"
Little Fox: Oh.
[What the hell, there's still someone over there who's not dead yet, can you guys finish him off?]
Wei Jinyou: “…”