My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 242 You Can Kill Me

Seeing Ghost Skeleton rushing out after him, he was full of evil spirits.

The little bird became anxious immediately.

"Hurry up, follow up!"

"oh oh!"

Ling Yun answered twice subconsciously, then dodged and rushed out from the hole that was smashed out.

Stopped in the air and looked intently.

The ghost flame rose from Guiji's hand, and he slapped down on the young man.

The demon power on the young man is not obvious, which means that the strength is not strong.

Under the previous foot of Ghost Skeleton, he had already vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

It is conceivable that if Ghost Skeleton's angry blow is carried out, this young man... will die without a life.

The little bird only hesitated for a moment, and then gave Ling Yun instructions through his divine sense.

In the next second, the sword light was overwhelming, and it flew in the direction of Ghost Skeleton.

This sword light is fast and powerful.

If Gui Ke doesn't care about it and continues to deal with the young man, he will definitely be injured because of it.

If he killed the young man and turned back, in case Ling Yun made up his mind to start a fight with him, the outcome of the battle would be difficult to predict if the opportunity was lost.

Don't look at his self-confidence before, but... the combat power of a human genius like Yun Jianxian can't just look at the superficial realm.

Even Yun Jianxian, who has lost his memory, is not [-]% sure that he can win.

Of course, the most important point is that Guike is not sure if Lin Yan will make trouble, causing him to lose control of his body!
All these thoughts flashed by.

Ghost Skele finally chose to give up killing people, turned around, and took Ling Yun's sword.

Sword energy, magic flame.

The two forces collided, and after a moment of stalemate, they exploded suddenly.

The powerful fluctuations spread around in a ring shape, and everything that came into contact was bombarded into pieces.

When the sound of the bombing gradually subsided, a large pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters appeared on the ground.

In the sky, black smoke billowed, and the air seemed to be shaking.

Fortunately, under Xiaoniao's command, Ling Yun has already transferred all the ordinary people around here.

There were no casualties.

only……

Standing behind Lin Qingwan, Li Xin gritted his teeth and looked at the ruins in front of him, his eyes full of hostility.

his home!This is his home!
This person and monster, do you know how difficult it is for an unfavored prince to own such a nice-looking house?
Gone, all gone!

After Lin Qingwan was sure she was safe, she breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head, wanting to ask Li Xin if she was all right.

But looking at his expression, he suddenly lost his courage.

Forget it, it should be fine...

Ahead, after the ghost took the next blow, he looked at Ling Yun with cold eyes.

"You want to stop me?"

"no no……"

Xiaoniao shook her head, and while letting Ling Yun put away his sword and walked over, he continued.

"We are here to help you!"

"Aren't you here to solve Lin Yan's obsession?"

"This person is the key, how can he kill him casually?"

Ghost's face turned black.

He cursed directly.

"Shit!"

A fake He Yingyi will definitely not be able to solve Lin Yan's obsession problem!

It may even deepen Lin Yan's attachment to He Yingyi.

Killing is the most correct solution!
These two people... simply don't want him to solve Lin Yan's obsession!

The ghost was very annoyed, and his spiritual consciousness swept to the young man behind him, feeling murderous in his heart.

In the next second, the body gradually began to lose control.

"..."

"Okay, don't kill, don't kill! What do you like!"

The ghost said angrily.

Falling down, he turned around and stood facing the direction of the young man.

After thinking about it, he took out a chair and sat on it.

His eyes were fixed on the young man, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

But he didn't do it anymore.

"That's right!"

The little bird said with a smile.

"If you obsess over this kind of thing, if you are stubborn, it will only make it more difficult to understand."

"Let go of your hands... Isn't it good to communicate, to communicate?"

Guiku rolled his eyes and sent it over.

To provoke him on purpose?

Xiaoniao's heart is dark, but on the face it looks "for your own good".

Although others can't understand what it looks like...

Ling Yun blinked, watching Xiaoniao and Guike come and go.

Very confused.

... In the end, do you still want to fight?

In confusion, Ling Yun saw the young man lying on the ground slowly crawling up.

He was hurt, badly.

The sternum collapsed unnaturally, the left arm was bent, and the corners of the mouth were constantly dripping with blood.

It took a while to stand up.

The body shook a few times before standing still.

Then, step by step, he walked towards Guike.

Ghost Skull narrowed his eyes, and unconsciously moved the fingers of his right hand.

Obviously want to do it.

Only in the end, I held back.

He squinted at the young man and sneered.

"Still pretending? A little monster, where did you get the courage?"

The young man paused, swallowed the blood foam in his mouth, and smiled.

"I am indeed...not He Yingyi..."

Hearing his confession, Ghost Skele sneered, and the magic flame rose up in his hand.

"Did you hear that? He admitted it! Can you kill him now?"

The young man stared at him, smiling unabated.

"You can kill me, but please let me... finish what I have to say."

"That is, before He Yingyi died, he was thinking about it and couldn't let it go...and wanted to tell Lin Yan..."

"Count me...please!"

He Yingyi died... Wait!
The sneer on Guiku's face subsided, and his expression gradually became serious.

"You little monster, have you seen He Yingyi before you were alive?"

The youth nodded.

"Yes, he is my... master."

Owner?

Everyone present, including Lin Qingwan who had rushed over, were all shocked.

However, the young man drooped his eyebrows and eyes, and there was some bitterness in his expression.

Slowly, he began his narration.

-

Zhulu's first consciousness was born in a daytime.

He vaguely became conscious, and vaguely saw everything around him.

The first scene that appeared in front of my eyes was a middle-aged man leading a young man, nodding and bowing at the gate of a rich mansion.

The middle-aged man kept asking, while the young man bowed his head in silence.

And it was pinned around the waist by the boy.

It is a folding fan, a very simple folding fan made of bamboo.

Folding fans, of course, cannot speak.

It can only understand this strange world by relying on its vague consciousness to see and hear.

It heard that the middle-aged man kept begging the guard, saying that he hoped to let him in; that he hoped to see the owner of the mansion; that his child was great and would definitely be qualified as a disciple of the owner of the mansion.

After talking a lot, he was beaten out by the guard with a stick.

The middle-aged man was hit by a stick in the waist, and he didn't dare to go up to pray anymore, and sat on the corner of the street, crying out in pain.

The boy rubbed the middle-aged man's waist and said.

"Father, don't beg, let's go back?"

The middle-aged man stopped crying, and stared at the boy bitterly.

"If you are more aggressive, why am I begging for help?"

The young man stopped his movements and looked at the middle-aged man with resentment.

"In this world, reading is not the only way out. Why do you..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged slap fell on the young man's face.

(End of this chapter)