Tang Ning rushed in and saw a knife.

Like under the light of daylight, the knife looks sharp and is still dripping blood.

Tick, tick.

Blood beads fell one by one, falling on the white pig that was struggling and rolling.

The screams they heard just now were not illusions.

Yao Huang shouted: "Who are you?"

The boy standing next to the white pig had a very cute face. But logically speaking, people can only be cute when they are young. They grow up a little, and after they draw a strip, their body heightens and their eyebrows and eyes stretched out, so they have nothing to do with the word "cute".

After all, round eyes, round faces, round things without edges are cute things.

People who grow up, whether they are handsome, beautiful, delicate or ugly, have edges and corners.

But the boy under the lamp looked so cute, even though he was still holding a blood-dropping knife in his hand.

Yao Huang's heart was beating wildly, blocking Tang Ning.

Although she was suspicious, when she saw the knife, she subconsciously felt that she should protect the girl she had played with when she was young.

Not far away, the young man holding the butcher knife saw the knife in her hand, but smiled and shook his hands and said, "Look, what does the knife in her hand look like."

A sneer came from the roof, "It's like a joke."

The pig on the ground turned over and exposed his broken belly.

The shrill scream gradually weakened.

Yuanxiao inserted all the long knife that was more than six inches in his hand in one breath.

Cut open, cut off.

Fat and bones, under his hands, were all as soft as water.

"Do you know, a beast like a pig is actually smarter than a dog." He squatted down and stopped his hand. "No pig I raise, not to mention, none of them will be stupider than a human."

He said lightly, turning his face: "The smarter the pig, the more delicious it is."

"You guys don't look bad."

From beginning to end, his voice and expression did not show any panic or fear.

He was not afraid of them at all.

In his eyes, Yao Huang's knife was indeed just a joke.

The evening breeze filled the smell of blood.

Tan Zhen on the roof became a little alert.

He finally saw the fox from Luofu Mountain.

The fox, who had no sound since entering the door, kept looking at his hands.

With a moving thought, Tan Zhen raised the things in her hand high. The silver sachets wrapped in grapes were swaying in the wind, but did not emit any fragrance.

The small incense burning bowl was not filled with incense balls.

Tan Zhen said: "Do you want it?"

Under the night, his tone was almost teasing.

Jialan finally spoke: "You just want to anger me like this?"

The blue flames kept coming out of the hollowed-out gap of the silver sachet.

Tan Zhen laughed twice and said, "Look at this little guy, he still wants to escape."

He put away his sachet and held the flames in his palm.

Huh?

It seems to be vaguely hot.

Did you meet an acquaintance and suddenly become stronger?

With his eyes rolling, Tan Zhen jumped down: "Fox, why haven't you taken action?"

Jialan didn't laugh.

He said again: "I have always been short of fox fur."

"You can't save the person you want to save just by just watching this." The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. He sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "Those pigs really need to be slaughtered, but it won't take much time."

"Or, you don't dare to fight me at all?"

As Tan Zhen said, he suddenly called out "Lanxiao" and told him to clean up as soon as possible.

As soon as the sky dawns, they should go back to their brother.

But Lantern Festival cut the meat and gave the recipe.

"How about braised?" He raised his face and asked the person in front of him.

Yao Huang stared at her eyes.

Tang Ning behind her had already put Xie Xiaobai down and asked, "Who is it?"

Xie Xiaobai frowned and looked at the group of white pigs: "It's hard to say."

With a "clang", the pig-killing knife fell to the ground. Yuanxiao suddenly stood up and sang: "Tan Zhen!"

Tan Zhen was stunned: "What's wrong?"

His gaze was still frozen on Jialan.

According to the letter sent by A Xing, this fox should be with Du Lingsi's Wuchang. The man in black broke Jianyue's hands and feet without any hesitation. He was definitely not a good guy to talk to.

But tonight, they saw the fox, but did not see the god.

Where did Dulingsi's impermanence go?

Didn't come, or was it hidden in a place they couldn't see?

Tan Zhen stared at Jia Lan's face, trying to see some clues from his face.

But the sound of Lantern Festival distracted him.

"Tan Zhen!"

The Lantern Festival, who agreed to slaughter all the big pigs they raised, was just standing there and calling his name.

Tan Zhen turned cold and wanted to get closer, but when she moved her feet, she was blocked by Jialan's hand.

"What's the hurry?" The silver-haired boy's tone did not look solemn as he looked on his face.

That tone, lazy.

Tan Zhen suddenly felt a slump in his heart, shouting "Lanxiao" and said, "What's wrong?"

Lantern Festival stepped over the bloody stain, took a step back, stared at the front and said, "Impermanence is here!"

When Tan Zhen heard this, he hurriedly looked at the direction where Lantern Festival was.

Standing there was a toddler.

But A Xingxin clearly stated that the Wuchang that Jianyue and Xue Luo met was a young man in black who looked like he was in his twenties.

Something seems to be wrong.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Jialan and said, "Those two people... seem to be very important."

Jialan smiled, and the next moment he fell on Tan Zhen's neck.

Tan Zhen didn't hide, but just stood there straight: "Master Jialan."

"What are you guys?" Jialan smelled a similar scent from him.

Different, but similar.

The smell of humans, the smell of monsters, and something he had never approached before, formed a complex and strange smell.

Tan Zhen said, "That little monster is confused. He is sometimes called the little master and sometimes called Lord Jialan. I want to see its memory, but I only saw a few fragments."

"Luofu Mountain is really a beautiful place."

He stood in front of Jialan, without any intention of struggling, and said with a smile: "The passage disappears and you can't go back to Shifang. You must be very disappointed, right?"

Jia Lan's eyes were darker: "What? I've talked for a long time, but you don't want to fight me?"

Tan Zhen still laughed and waved to the direction where Lantern Festival was: "It's not that I don't want to, but you also know that there has been no monster from all directions in the world for a long time."

"It's not easy to open the door of the Ten Directions." Tan Zhen said, "I don't know if you want to, but we really want to open that door."

Jialan said, "Oh? In this way, do you want to join forces with me?"

"It's better to have multiple friends than multiple enemies." Tan Zhen said lightly, his expression calm.

On the other hand, Tang Ning still did not find Tang Xin.

Unlike Meng Liu, even if he turns into a pig, he can still tell at a glance.

The bandaged pig's feet are too conspicuous no matter how you look at them.
Chapter completed!