Chapter 470 Of course - for you

Ye Xingzhou bent his knees and placed one leg on the bent part. He picked up the potato that Ren Wangzhu had put down and took a few bites to eat it.

I don’t know if I felt more energetic while eating, but my appetite was definitely whetted.

Ye Xingzhou rolled around, hooked his feet on the tiles, hung upside down, and raised his hand to knock Ren Wangzhu on the head.

Ren Wangzhu turned his head in confusion, and a few strands of hair brushed against his cheek, leaving a slight itch.

Ye Xingzhou smiled at him, "Junior brother, is there anything else?"

Ren Wangzhu said, "Hey," and snatched Liu Guian's copy. "I have some, Senior Brother."

Liu Guian blinked and looked at his empty hands. "Then...what about me?"

Ren Wangzhu glanced at him and said, "Eat later."

"All right."

Liu Guian shrugged and snatched the one in front of Yan He.

This time it was Yan He's turn to turn around. "Just because I put it there to cool doesn't mean I won't eat it."

"I know." Liu Gui'an took a bite naturally, "You can't eat hot food, I'll help you eat it."

“…” This reason is impeccable.

Yan He had no choice but to turn his gaze to Mei You.

Mei You had finished her portion. Seeing Yan He looking at her, Mei You reached out her hand to him.

"I know you don't like hot food, I'll help you with the next portion."

It turned out that a few people were targeting Yan He alone, and they were picking on him day after day.

Yan He began to watch the fire intently. As soon as the potatoes were cooked, he would reach into the fire to grab them, not to mention being hot.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Ye Xingzhou exerted force on his waist and, holding a potato in his mouth, flipped back onto the roof steadily.

This time when he went up, he didn't lie down, but jumped from one roof to another.

Ye Xingzhou stopped on the roof until he was out of sight of several people.

Now he has to wait for the Demon Lord to show up.

Ye Xingzhou sat down cross-legged on the spot, took out some chili powder and sprinkled it on the potatoes, eating while waiting for someone.

Before anyone showed up, Ye Xingzhou was already shivering, and raised his water bag to drink a few sips of water.

As he lowered his head to put away the water bag, the black fog that had enveloped the night dissipated, and a man in a black robe appeared silently before his eyes.

A real ghost appears.

Ye Xingzhou looked up from the fluttering robes, "Where is the Right Protector? Don't play dumb, Jiang Ke Shanhuai is missing."

"Photo Stone." The Demon Lord only said three words.

Ye Xingzhou frowned, "If what you said is true, the two of them were transferred into the Shuiyue Mirror as soon as they entered the sect, there would be no way I could have picked up Jiang Ke's things in Beidian City today."

The Demon Lord's voice was very calm, "Why are you sure it's the Right Protector?"

"Don't you know what kind of people your subordinates are?"

Ye Xingzhou's tone was not good. After he said this, he felt something was wrong and raised his head again.

The Demon Lord was dressed in a black robe, gazing at him dimly in the hazy black fog.

wrong.

The Demon Lord would not ask like this.

All the Demon Lord said was stupid or foolish, or his killing intent was so strong that it was overwhelming when facing him.

Ye Xingzhou subconsciously sniffed the air.

The distance between the two was not far, and Ye Xingzhou did not smell the familiar bitter smell, and the Demon Lord did not have the Xuanyu Sword in his hand.

This demon king is disguised as the right protector.

Ye Xingzhou became alert instantly, his hand slowly moved to his waist, and he quickly sent out spiritual messages, ready to draw his soft sword at any time.

"What kind of person is he?"

The Demon Lord seemed not to notice Ye Xingzhou's actions and continued to ask. His tone was ordinary, but it was mixed with an unconcealable sinister aura.

Ye Xingzhou's voice was emotionless, and every word he spoke was spoken loudly and directly into his face.

"He pretends to be a human while wearing a shell."

"nausea."

"More disgusting than a bug."

When the words fell, the air froze for a moment, followed by a soft laugh.

"It seems that you have... discovered it."

The figure in front of him expanded inch by inch, his black robe dissipated with the thick fog, and his black hair spread out.

When the tall body pressed down, the red-faced crying and laughing mask that had not been seen for a long time came into view.

He tilted his head and greeted Ye Xingzhou innocently, "Long time no see."

The pressure of two meters in height, coupled with the innocent look of tilting the head, is too awkward.

Ye Xingzhou drew out his soft sword.

The right protector twisted his fingertips and placed the tip of the sword on his neck.

The slender, sickly white neck was exposed without any cover. If the sword was pushed forward with a little force, the fragile neck would break, blood would spurt out, and the head would fall to the ground.

"Are you going to kill me as a gift?"

The corners of the red-faced crying and laughing mask's mouth were curled into an exaggerated arc.

The Right Protector was inviting Ye Xingzhou to kill him.

Unlike the madman Feng Yulai, the right protector is immortal and very crazy.

He is also the only one who forced Ye Xingzhou to lose his mind.

The tip of the sword rang and the finger trembled.

Ye Xingzhou's brain was working rapidly, but he couldn't figure out the reason why the right protector appeared here.

Why didn’t the Demon Lord who was always watching him show up, but the Right Protector appeared in Beidian City first?

Unless, the right protector used some means to cover it up.

Just like the sleight of hand of Jiangke Shanhuai.

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes and stared at the strange mask in front of him.

The red color of the mask looks like blood, and it looks more like a person with his face peeled off.

"Where is Jiangke Shanhuai?" Ye Xingzhou asked coldly.

The right protector tilted his head and asked in Jiang Ke's voice.

"You're not going to kill me anymore?"

Ye Xingzhou's breathing stagnated, and he asked again, "Where is Jiangke Shanhuai?"

The right guardian curved his lips and said, "They are in the Water Moon Mirror."

"The Demon Lord has already told you, it seems your memory is not very good."

“…”

Listening to this ordinary teasing tone, Ye Xingzhou really wanted to chop the right protector into pieces.

The right protector bent down, and his eyes, which were integrated into the mask, stared at Ye Xingzhou.

"It's been so long since we last met, don't you want to say hello to me?"

Ye Xingzhou pulled his lips, "It's been so long since we last met, and you're not dead yet."

"Not dead." The right guardian blinked, "It's just that being locked up in the image stone is a bit boring."

Ye Xingzhou thought of the century-long three-way confrontation, "What are you doing in Beidian City?"

This time, Ye Xingzhou did not kill the right protector directly. The right protector could create illusions, so it would be better to ask him what he wanted first than to kill him.

At least talking to the Right Protector is better than talking to the Demon Lord who always keeps silent, or talking to Feng Yulai who is full of lies.

Putting aside the content of the convulsion, the words from the right protector's mouth were a mixture of truth and falsehood.

"Looking for you." The right protector smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"And you didn't tell me last time whether you liked it or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene of the right protector being chopped into a ball of meat and constantly asking if he liked it came into view.

Ye Xingzhou's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

"What were you doing in Beidian City a hundred years ago?"

The right protector smiled, picked up the half potato that had fallen to the ground, propped up his face and took a bite.

The mask seemed to come alive at this moment, moving along with the skin as the right protector opened his mouth and chewed.

The red mask moved, like peeling off skin to reveal muscle fibers.

Stomach acid reflux.

Ye Xingzhou took only one look and then looked away, suppressing his discomfort.

The right protector finished eating half a potato before answering slowly.

"It appeared a hundred years ago, of course—"

"For you."

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