"You, you freeze my heart and my heart hurts my eyes for a lifetime

You, you are watching and waiting on the other side, and you are waiting for two lives."

Uncle Biao lay on the old rattan chair that had been smooth and smooth for decades, brushing Douyin to watch the young lady dance with her hips, and her fingers hit the rhythm with the music on her thighs, and her mouth was humming and singing the lyrics.

Uncle Biao likes this kind of life.

He was an orphan who was abandoned by his parents because of congenital disease. When he was curled up in the wind and snow and was about to freeze to death, he was rescued by the man.

He not only gave himself a new life, but also taught himself all his skills. Although his whole life's job was to guard the door of this small building, this was something he was willing to do. If he had a next life, he would be willing to do such a thing for him.

What's wrong with death? What's more, living so comfortably.

As he brushed, the smile on Uncle Biao's face gradually faded away, and his eyes became sharp and vicious.

"That's not to eat delicious hot pot, and that's not to watch such beautiful girls. It's not to watch popcorns and watch a movie. I have to come and send someone to the end in the evening..." Uncle Biao closed his phone and sighed softly: "Why bother?"

While speaking, he took out a hijab from under the old rattan chair that looked ordinary and looked obscene.

He blew off the dust from the gray blade and said with a remembrance: "Old man, it's time for you to drink blood."

His body leaped, and the old body flew out of the security room window.

When he appeared again, he had already jumped to a huge phoenix tree in the yard. Before his body could get close, the blade in his hand had already slashed against the dark and cold branches.

Snap!

This is the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the flesh.

He likes this sound, just like someone likes to tear paper or cut soap, which sounds very decompressive.

A green blood gushed out, emitting a strong stench.

Uncle Biao saw that the situation was not good, his body retreated quickly, but the blood splashed too quickly and still touched his body.

Hiss!

The green blood on the chest began to emit black smoke, and then burned the clothes and corroded towards the skin.

Uncle Biao was quick-eyed and quick-handed. Without hesitation, he used the tip of a shandao to pick out the pieces of flesh stained with green blood.

Hiss...

The cut flesh fell to the ground and instantly burned into wisps of clear smoke.

And the blood-stained mountain knife, after a burst of roar, the iron embroidery on the blade disappeared, revealing the bright blade inside.

After Uncle Biao cut several pieces of meat on his body, his face remained unchanged. He just frowned and stared at the gloomy shadows of the bushes, and said with hatred: "It's not a living thing, it's really bad luck..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw two men in black walking out of the middle of the jungle.

They looked pale, their eyes were dull, and their walking pace was extremely weird. They couldn't bend their knees and their feet jumped together, like zombies.

One of them had a slender cut on his neck, which was Uncle Biao cut his throat with a knife. If he were a normal person, he would probably have ended his life by this knife.

But, this kind of monster...

It was just a gurgling blood, and the blood was green, the same color as the one splashed on Uncle Biao's body.

"No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, with me, Wu Biao, you can't even think of entering this small building."

While speaking, he walked towards the dense forest step by step with a hijab.

Protecting this small building and preventing any suspicious characters from entering is a task assigned to you by Your Highness and a mission that you must complete in your life.

No matter who comes, no matter whether he comes or not, as long as he is still alive...

They can't even think of taking a step into the small building!

Whoosh!

A breeze blows.

That's how Uncle Biao feels.

He just felt a gust of wind blowing, and then Ao Ye appeared beside him.

Of course, he was not surprised, and he was already accustomed to such things.

"Your Highness." Uncle Biao bowed deeply to Ao Ye.

Ao Ye glanced at the wound on Uncle Biao's body, took out a small red bottle from his pocket and threw it out, and said, "There is a muscle-growing pill inside, you can eat it..."

Uncle Biao took the red bottle, poured out a small green pill from the bottle, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Shengji Wan melts immediately after entering the mouth, and then turns into a warm current that flows through the body along the blood.

A magical scene appeared. The blood in the wound that he had just used the tip of the knife to cut off the flesh was instantly restrained, and a new flesh was born at a speed visible to the naked eye...

But the flesh looks a little red and tender, and it is a bit out of place when it is pieced together with the previous skin.

"Thank you Your Highness to give the medicine."

Uncle Biao bowed again to thank him.

"I've said it many times. Don't call me Your Highness outside..."

"It's Your Highness."

“…”

Ao Ye looked helpless. He deserved to be a man trained by Uncle Da. His stubborn personality is exactly the same as Uncle Da.

He corrected Uncle Da for thousands of years, but still failed to correct it. Uncle Da said that this is the orthodox royal family, the blood inheritance. If even this is lost...why are the dragons gathering together for what reason?

He is His Highness, the Dragon King, and the hearts of all dragon clans.

It is precisely because of his existence that the dragon clan can still be called "cross". Although the number is a little rare.

If Ao Ye is gone, or Ao Ye is not in charge of the matter, no one will obey each other, and no one will be able to take care of each other... I am afraid that they will soon break up.

Ao Ye looked at the two guys who were human-shaped but were actually monsters and said, "These are all zombie people, they are dead... They must be cut off their heads to block the control of the drugs on their bodies."

"I understand." Uncle Biao was preparing to chop their heads with a hijab.

"Come back." Ao Ye said to stop him. He felt that cutting his head was too bloody: "It's just two animals, just kill them, but they can't pollute the clean land of the campus... As a human being, you should be more elegant and calm."

"Your Highness means... to drag it out and slaughter?" Uncle Biao asked. He glanced at the terrifying appearance of the two guys, especially the guy who was chopped on his neck and now had a constant flow of green blood. He felt a little worried.

How can such a guy be dragged out?

"No need to be so troublesome." Ao Ye said.

He stretched out his middle finger with his right hand and drew a small square frame in the air.

The four edges are composed of golden characters, like four yellow flames burning, which looks strange and mysterious in this dark night.

Ao Ye's two fingers were apart, and the square frame expanded countless times, like a golden door burning with flames.

Ao Ye reached out and grabbed it, and threw a zombie man several meters away into the golden gate. Then he used the same method to "Void Photograph" to throw the other guy with green liquid flowing from his neck into the golden gate to accompany him.

Ao Ye didn't bother to look at them more, and the two fingers of the right hand that stretched out suddenly closed gently.

Click!

The golden door was closed, and the golden square frame was instantly shrinking.

The green liquid splashed, but it could not splash out a drop outside the frame, and the two zombie men were instantly squeezed into meat paste.

Ao Ye waved his hand, and the golden border turned into characters and disappeared.
Chapter completed!