"Be reasonable..." Gao Ling felt his head hurt when he saw the heated discussions in the group, "Why are everyone so excited? It's obvious that they weren't so excited two days ago."

In the past few days, everyone in the group has been immersed in an inexplicable excitement and inexplicable excitement, and everyone's expression is "Damn I just discovered a big secret, do you want to ask Do you want to ask if you want to…”

In the final analysis, it was because of the news they brought after they came back that day, "Yuan was injured, and the injury looked very serious."

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It seems like...something.

Gao Ling thought, it seems a little difficult to let them hold back now...

In fact, the things they experienced that day were scary to think about.

However, the people in the group who have not been there don't think so... After listening to Gao Ling and the others, they all said that although they were scared to death this time, it was a **** profit.

Many people laughed and said, just talking about the experience in the toilet, if they can exchange, they are willing to exchange...

I always feel that in the toilet, it should be quite interesting to meet Yuan in that scene, and in the end, Yuan didn't do anything to them, did it?

【What do you want to be done? ] Gao Ling asked, [If you don't shoot this kind of monster, it's very likely that it will die. 】

[But doesn't Yuan's temper seem very good now? 】Someone said, 【He didn't even shoot at you, just listen to you complaining about him behind his back. 】

Gao Ling thought, Yuan's temper...is it good?

Actually, according to his actions that day, it should be considered.

But there is actually one thing, Gao Ling and the others did not say anything.

None of them actually mentioned it. In the toilet, they actually discussed about "Yuan's death" in front of Yuan.

…

The most excited about this in the group are the little girls, especially the younger girls.

What happened that day was a little too scary to talk about, so these people didn't dare to talk about some details. After all, there were still a few children in the group.

But up to now, it seems that these children are the most excited, which makes Gao Ling start to think about whether he should just add fuel to the details and explain what happened that day. Maybe this is the case, These little brats aren't so excited anymore.

【What do you care about them? 】A person in the group said quietly, 【Those little brats all have Yin and Yang eyes, and they must have some means of saving their lives to live so big. I heard that there is a girl in the family who is related to a Taoist priest. 】

Isn't this a little weird? 】

【Then what kind of stars do you care about? 】That humane, 【Don't worry, the kids are smart now. 】

【Does her family know about her Fanyuan? 】

【80% don’t know. 】

【Then does she know what kind of monster Yuan is? 】

[You must know. 】

[Then...] Halfway through speaking, Gao Ling found that he couldn't continue, and tapped his head with a headache.

She recalled the little girl related to the Taoist priest, it seemed that she was the most excited in the group, while asking how Yuan was injured, she kept imitating the hungry wolf in the group howling.

I don't want Yuan to die early... Gao Ling thought weakly.

After all... a Taoist? She now knows that the demon slayer in Yaoji is actually a Taoist priest in reality.

The very excited little girls in the group were still talking at 2:00 in the middle of the night, two of them were in junior high school and one was just in high school. So stay up late.

【What if Yuan is injured? 】One of the little girls said, 【In the yearbook issued during the Chinese New Year, he is still the representative of the monsters this year. It's only been his first year, and it's already like this... But apart from us, no one knows that his health is so bad. 】

[Yearbook? What is a yearbook? 】Someone asked.

[The people who entered that yearbook generally belong to the generals among monsters or humans. ] The little girl said, [It's the kind of shock and deterrence equivalent to force. Every year, humans choose a few who can fight, and monsters choose a few who can fight. 】

[Yearbook? Is that the yearbook you mentioned that youkai and people made together? 】 Another little girl asked, 【Take a picture and show it to us. 】

The little girl over there was stagnant for a while, and sent a picture, the picture was a gilded book page, with a picture of Xiao Yuan on it, and a sentence below—

[The last peripheral vision of the Blood Jade Demon Army. 】

The people in the group looked at each other, and suddenly someone asked, [Last peripheral vision? Isn't he a traitor... who wrote this? 】

However, due to the strength of human beings at present, the right to speak is relatively large. 】The little girl said, "So this is what we wrote here at first glance... The Blood Jade Demon Army is a brand on the Taoist side. It's very cool to say it. I don't know why the monsters are so disgusted by it. 】

[…so. 】Gao Lingdao, 【This evaluation is actually given to him by the human side? 】

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Gao Ling stared at this picture for a long time, and suddenly found a book of demons on the bookshelf.

The words "Yuan is a traitor" were clearly written on it, which was said by the big monster called Yuwu.

Gao Ling compared each other and suddenly didn't know what to say.

What is this called…

Your friends did not recognize you, but the one who finally recognized you was your enemy?

Then...how did you feel when you saw this yearbook?

…

"It's almost getting better." Yuan Yuanyuan looked down, "It's almost dead, now it's just a small hole..."

She took out the purple potion next to her and smeared the hole on her chest. She made the surrounding purple potion color that she couldn't wipe off, and it looked dirty.

Yuanyuan waited for it to dry naturally, put the clothes down again, and then took the soup on the table and drank it.

"Boss, how can you eat without gaining weight?" Liu An asked.

"Probably because of your talent." Yuan Yuanyuan said, "It may also be because you have been too busy recently."

She's been busy recently re-searching to find out if there are other books to read... It seems that since the Blood Jade Demon Jue was read by her, she has nothing else to do , so it seems a little empty and boring.

Yuan Yuanyuan, as usual, was quite calmly waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock. Today is the Monday issue of Yaoji. She eats snacks and drinks tea as always, waiting for the clock outside to strike, and Yaoji starts to refresh here.

I used several issues in a row to describe a fanciful scene of Faning. This guy has really lit up his necromancer skills recently, and he can even talk to the ghosts.

Since he started working in a place where there were so many corpses, it looked like a research institute, all the ghosts were inexplicably close to him after seeing him, that is to say, in the future, the ghosts will fight The clan might be able to block a few shots for him.

What is the relationship between this ghost clan and the demon clan?

Yuan Yuanyuan thought while spitting out the shell of the melon seeds, in fact, the relationship between the two is very close... The ghost clan includes the demon clan, and the demon clan includes the ghost clan.

In a book I read before, it talks about the ghosts and ghosts who lived together a long time ago, but later, the ghosts were gradually divided into upper, middle and lower levels. ”, and it became a monster...or a **** among humans.

Other than that, few people can tell the difference, Yuan Yuanyuan just glanced at it.

But think about this thing carefully... In fact, it is quite incredible. Yuan Yuanyuan thought to herself, this is equivalent to some monsters being directly friendly to Faning. In the later period, this is definitely a shock.

She shook her head, listening to the bell outside, ready to open the comics to see how Faning was torturing her little mind by hanging, Liu An suddenly stuck his head out Come, "Boss? I have something to do today and may not be back."

"Okay, you can go." Yuan Yuanyuan waved her hand.

She opened the manga, looked at the latest issue, and the moment the cover came out, she suddenly stopped.

Today's cover...it's her.

But this cover is a stunning image that will definitely send chills to anyone who sees it.

】The people in the group exclaimed repeatedly when they saw the cover.

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Yuan on the cover is still dressed in black. He always wears casual clothes, mostly casual clothes, mostly black, with no decoration. This kind of clothes depends on his body.

So now the good ones out of Yuan are all in great shape. Yuan's body is too showy, and it doesn't feel that way when you wear a little flesh.

Yuan was dressed in casual clothes like this, with a pot of tea next to him, he was sitting in a corridor, watching the sunset leisurely.

The setting sun hit half of his face and half did not, which made his face half yin and half yang.

The half of his face exposed to the sun is a very handsome face.

The eyes are very deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and there is almost no flaw on that face.

However, on the other half of the face, it was a little different…

The other half of the face, from the eye sockets to the cheekbones, is full of white bones…

The name of this journal is [Prison Return].

[…I go, what does this mean? 】Someone asked, 【This...is his imagery technique? Back in prison? Returning from hell? 】

[Indeed... quite in line with the theme. 】Someone said, "So pretty, I thought Yuan was pretty for the first time, but I thought he was rough before... Now that I look at him, I really deserve to be the person who pretended to be Ran Niang back then. 】

…

Yuan Yuanyuan lowered her head and touched her chest.

Is this transfer...the wound on the chest to the face?

…What a grudge?

She looked at the person on the cover, Ji Qiu's painting was actually quite beautiful, it looked like a picture of skeletons and beauties in Ukiyo-e.

The Yuan on the painting is not idle.

[He is using a brush full of vermilion, carefully drawing on his half-bone face. 】

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Yuan Yuanyuan looked at it, looked down at her chest, and saw a large field of dirty purple flowers.

Mr. Purple Potion.

…I am so rubbing, I really trouble you to give me art processing, Comrade Jiqiu.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the [Yuan] on the comic again, and began to deny it three times.

—Who is this pervert.

—not me.

—I don't know.

Say…

Yuan Yuanyuan gestured this pose again, and then her face gradually showed a tangled expression.

If it hurts there...will the water not leak? If you sleep on your side in the middle of the night... won't you be able to make a slap in the face?