Vampire cute baby tomb robber

149 Senior Demon

"You can ask him himself." Death's black eyes shone with a faint luminous light, and his tone was as cold as ice: "If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by him."

The god of death who was carrying the sickle pointed at himself, and smiled evilly: "Can he kill me? Bing, you think too highly of him!"

"Really?" Beiming Liancheng opened his thin lips, biting off the black gloves on his hands, blood was on the verge of bursting between his lips and teeth!

Boom!

The surrounding trees fell to the ground with a crash, and bats jumped up in shock.

All three of them were suspended in the air, and the black fur coat on Beiming Liancheng's body was buzzing loudly.

The Grim Reaper holding the sickle didn't even have time to restrain the surprise at the corners of his mouth, Beiming Liancheng swayed around, avoiding his sickle, his movement was so fast that he couldn't even see his move!

The god of death called Bing shook his numb arm, narrowed his pupils, raised his long sleeves, and disappeared into the black mist...

Beiming Liancheng didn't chase after it, and slowly fell from the sky, not messing with Xuemo, the expression on his face still didn't change at all, both good and evil were cold, as if the two gods of death were just two in his eyes. an ordinary human being.

The vampires looked up at him, excitement and fear shone deep in their eyes!

Even now, they still haven't figured out the identity of this man.

But they know that his ability is absolutely comparable to that of the king!

The God of Bing Death, who was leaving in the distance, was expressionless, with his eyes fixed on the life and death book: "Beiming Liancheng, the seventh prince of the Great Huang Dynasty, there is no record of this person here."

"Isn't he in the book of life and death?" The god of death who was carrying the sickle unbelievingly took out his black notebook, his long and narrow eyes slowly widened, and calmed down again: "It's nothing strange, vampires were originally I, Ka Suo, am not afraid of creatures excluded from the six realms of sentient beings!"

Ice Death slowly closed the book in his hand: "He should not be a vampire."

"Hey?!" Ka Suo stretched out his hand and pointed at the bats with their fangs baring: "If it wasn't a vampire, these things would never listen to his call. Also, his subordinates are all vampires. He is not a vampire. What?"

The Ice Death raised his index finger with a cold face, held down the glasses and pushed them upwards. When the two points intersected, a sharp light flashed from the transparent lenses: "He is a demon, a very high-level demon."

"Devil?!" Ka Suo's eyes flashed, and he looked sideways at the figure standing in the darkness: "If he is a high-level demon, it is impossible for me not to have seen him."

Bing Death's tone was light: "This is indeed strange."

"You can't read it wrong, right?" Ka Suo frowned. He and Bing often go to Hell to visit. They all know the demons in charge of affairs there, but the man in front of him is very strange. ...

The God of Bing Death withdrew his gaze from a distance, and put it on Ka Suo, saying politely and seriously, "No.

Hearing this, Ka Suo was taken aback for a moment, his evil peach blossom eyes were full of probing.

A demon with a high level has never appeared in hell...

Who is he?

"Bing, no!" Ka Suo raised the sickle in his hand, his face full of enthusiasm and confusion: "Let's go back, we must find out his identity!"

Bing Death coldly pushed him away, and slowly brushed off the snow dust that did not exist on the Tang suit: "My job is to lead souls into the underworld, and other things have nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you curious about his identity at all?" Ka Suo nagged, carrying the sickle on his shoulder.

There was no slight ups and downs in Ice Death's tone: "I'm not curious."

"Facial paralysis is also a disease!" Ka Suo yawned lazily, and suddenly lowered his eyes: "Strange, what kind of smell is this?"

Bing Death's voice was deep and deep: "Something went wrong..."

"Wow!"

In the distance, wild cats sounded again and again, and there was no one in the street, only three sticks of incense were burning in the corner, and the scarlet light flashed by, giving off an indescribably spooky aura.

In the courtyard of the Chen family, Granny Chen patted her grandson Ming'er on the back, dozing off a little sleepily.

Chen Ming's hands were tied to the top of the kang with thick ropes, and the half-hanging nails seemed to be stuffed with mud, and there was a faint black air.

Grandma Chen slept on a hot kang, and when she slept until midnight, she felt her throat was on fire, and she was very thirsty.

Looking back at his grandson, he saw that he was sleeping deeply, and he didn't always run outside like he did a few days ago. He got up and wanted to scoop up some tea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came out of the house, she faintly heard a few sneers. The laughter was hoarse, like an owl at night, and Granny Chen was terrified.

Especially the neck, as if someone was lying on the shoulders, it was unbelievably cold.

Inexplicably, she shivered.

He raised his head and just saw the shadow cast by the oil lamp.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after seeing it, she almost fainted from fright.

In the shadow, there was indeed an extra person on her shoulder.

Along with her body, that person's head was swinging back and forth, a pair of eyes without pupils were as pale as a dead fish maw, and there was a strange sneer between the lips...

creak...

The soles of the shoes were on the thick snow, Nangong Baiye was wearing black clothes, without the help of her senior brother, it might not be so easy to deal with that thing.

So today she came to the alley without even bringing Qu Luo with her.

There is no need for his special physique to summon souls.

Because obviously, the Yin Qi here is heavier than she imagined.

The moment she walked into the Chen family's courtyard, Nangong Baiye's eyebrows suddenly frowned!

How could this be?

During the day, she clearly pasted talisman papers...

The pungent smell made Nangong Baiye raise his left hand, with the handle of the exorcism knife facing down and the blade pointing up, and his body was protected by aura.

The house is very quiet, and there is no sound from the surroundings.

The more this is the case, the more it makes people feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts.

Nangong Baiye walked forward without paying much attention, his eyes were shrewd, and he swept the corner inch by inch.

fragrant?

Or three?

And it's still two short and one long.

Unexpectedly, the old lady stopped burning incense at the entrance of the alley, and directly burned it in the yard.

Presumably her talisman paper must have been disposed of by the garbage.

Nangong Baiye clenched his fingers tightly.

Suddenly!

A figure flashed past behind her.

Nangong Baiye suddenly turned around, there was nothing but the white snow...

She paused, with her index finger bunched up, the four corners of the southeast, north, south, and centered on her were all half-floating with yellow talismans!

The yard suddenly became much clearer.

It's just that the compass on the wrist kept spinning, and finally settled on the northwest corner where the most gloomy air is.

With a flash of light in Nangong Baiye's eyes, he picked up the exorcism knife and walked over.

The moonlight was slowly shining down, and there was a person lying upright in that corner who shouldn't be here anyway...