The Romantic Soldier King

C1757



C1757

Staring at Ye Cheng's back, Poison Scorpion had a whole new level of respect for the entangled man. He secretly cheered for Ye Cheng's mental fortitude. But after cheering, killing was inevitable.    

    

The gaze behind him was a little fiery. If he waited for his gaze to burn, he would have thousands of holes in his back! Ye Cheng thought that he was probably the weirdest dead pervert in the world, the pervert who was killed by the eyes! Hehe, but killing with your eyes is a very common ability.    

    

Ye Cheng slightly moved his body, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw a flash in the sink not far away. The corner of his mouth raised upwards, and he leaned forward forty-five degrees, his height allowing the scorpion behind him to directly look at the sink.    

    

With a flash, Ye Cheng heard the woman behind him hissing. The mattress had bounced up due to the gravity, but with this slight change, the position of the two of them had changed greatly.    

    

Poison Scorpion stared at Ye Cheng angrily. She knelt on the ground with one leg on top of her clothes, her right leg raised up forty degrees, and was held by Ye Cheng in the palm of her hand. And at this moment, Ye Cheng was sneakily staring at that jade like foot of hers, when he suddenly moved his head closer to her, and heard Poison Scorpion cry out in shock.    

    

"Aiyo, you're still forcing yourself on the bow!" Ye Cheng screamed, his right hand still holding onto the scorpion's jade foot, changing position as it scurried, he had one principle, he did not let the scorpion get out of his sight, and did not allow himself to be caught unarmed. Today was simply playing the role of a hooligan, hehehehe!    

    

There were many types of women, some were loose, some were sweet, and some were immune to poisons, and this time Ye Cheng was the one who was the most shameless out of all of them. If Ye Cheng had to describe him, he would definitely not agree that his opponent was a woman.    

    

Poison Scorpion Man was just like her name. Any vicious means would become the truth for her, but she and Ye Cheng had a similarity, she would use any means possible to reach her goal.    

    

Ye Cheng squinted his eyes. Compared to the sanguinis that was raised by Ah San, he felt that this woman was the king of this world, but that was the case.    

    

She knelt on one knee on the bed, her fingers struggling to keep her balance. Although she was a woman, her strength was not inferior to a man's. Although she was petite, her body did not lose its sensitivity and coordination.    

    

Ye Cheng looked at Poison Scorpion's gradually seductive face, and it was as if he had seen a gigantic monster holding its tail up, revealing the poisonous needles. The moment the words were written was the most terrifying, and also the most beautiful, like the woman in front of him.    

    

No wonder Han Yi had mercilessly abandoned Han Yi; if it were him, he too, would have made the same choice.    

    

Just as Ye Cheng was thinking about all these, the scorpion suddenly roared and its body that was slowly lying on the bed started to tremble. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.    

    

He already knew that Scorpion was good at stealth, so from the start, Ye Cheng had already made up his mind to hold on to her tightly, because this was his way of controlling her. However, reality had exceeded his expectations, and just as the Scorpion Stealthed himself, Ye Cheng felt a piercing pain from his palm, and the person who was caught disappeared.    

    

He opened his palm, and a black dot the size of a glass bead rapidly spread across the middle. Soon, his right palm was dyed black, and it was swollen to the point that it looked like a perfect head for fermentation.    

    

The pain was already numbing, so Ye Cheng no longer cared about the whereabouts of the scorpion. He used the army knife to pierce through the center of the black dot, drawing out a 3 cm mark.    

    

did not rashly leave the gauze mantle. Instead, he walked step by step to the side of the pool, and after a flash of light, he was stepped on by a foot. The space instantly sank into darkness.    

    

Realizing how the house was constructed, Ye Cheng smirked again, and his feet kept on tiptoeing to the ground. The gauze mantle was also flickering, and the light dots in the sink were like switches controlling the light in this place, which made it even weirder, as they flashed and disappeared, the laughter around the gauze mantle also stopped.    

    

After a few tries, Ye Cheng stepped on the Faint Flash, and his laughter disappeared along with the darkness.    

    

Illusion Techniques!    

    

From the moment he entered the land of warmth, everything that he saw was not real. Those enchanting scenes, and the skinnies with him were all illusions, more real than the illusion brought by the nightmares. And all of these illusions were created because of the sparkle in the sink.    

    

Why did the scorpion place such an important item in such a conspicuous place for him to find it so easily?    

    

Ye Cheng squatted down, and fumbled around in the sink. When his fingers came in contact with the cold metal object, he exerted more force and pulled his fingers out, bringing out an imitation eyeball from the sink.    

    

continued to dig and within a few minutes, even the entire mechanism beneath his eyeballs had been destroyed by the two fingers of Ye Cheng. However, the surrounding environment had not improved because of this.    

    

In the pitch black darkness, Ye Cheng realized that the space was sealed. There seemed to be a lot of strange species lurking around the periphery of the red gauze mantle.    

    

Ye Cheng walked to the side of the bed. This was the brightest place in the entire environment, like the center of a spotlight. Her instincts told her that the scorpion had not left, and she was hiding nearby.    

    

The air was becoming thinner and thinner, which was not necessarily a bad thing for Ye Cheng. At a temperature near the freezing point, the smell would be released due to lack of temperature, which was related to the heat energy principle. The difference in temperature would ignite the fat, and the body odor would come out from the pores, unless this person had no body odor, no matter how deep he hid it, Ye Cheng would still be able to find him.    

    

Wait!    

    

Time had lost its use in the sealed space. Along the way, Ye Cheng saw that the night evil only had this little bit of ability, either it was an illusion technique or an illusion technique, or it could create some kind of a cycle of death. Even though he had been defeated time and time again, he still couldn't jump out of this mode.    

    

Lighting a cigarette, Ye Cheng suddenly started to hum Zhou Jie Lun's song in high spirits, but it was a bit of a coincidence, he didn't know if it was on purpose, but in any case, he was just entertaining himself, he did not look like someone in danger at all.    

    

When he got tired from sitting, Ye Cheng simply rolled over and laid on the comfortable bed. With both hands behind his head and his legs crossed, he stared at the light above his head. The soft yellow tint gave a warm feeling to others and when it hit the red gauze mantle, it reflected an orange luster, similar to the glow of a flame.    

    

After watching for a long time, Ye Cheng closed his eyes, exhausted. Under the soft light, he gradually entered into a black dream.    

    

"Chi!" Swoosh swoosh! "Chi!" Swoosh swoosh!    

    

It was as if tens of thousands of bugs had crawled across the ground, that kind of sound was enough to make one's scalp go numb, but it did not wake Ye Cheng up from his bed.    

    

A pale face emerged from the soft light of the lamp, round eyes wide, lips curved upward, a smile plastered across her lips that were pressed together at a forty-five-degree angle. Imagine a face with a raised mouth on a clearly distressed face. What kind of face is that?    

    

The lady slowly sank down above Ye Cheng, her hair flowing down along the sides of her head, from time to time her tail would brush past Ye Cheng's face, causing him to giggle.    

    

"Lin Sisi, you're here!" The person who had clearly already fallen asleep suddenly grabbed the woman's hair and forcefully tugged, pulling the woman who was floating in the air into his embrace.    

    

Ouch? It was not as cold as one would have imagined, but it was certainly not a human body temperature, at least less than thirty degrees.    

    

Ye Cheng opened his eyes wide, he could finally see his face, and overestimated his endurance, it was just too ugly. A young lady who was obviously pretty, how did she become such a virtuous person after death? After a careful examination, Ye Cheng suddenly thought of a person, the Three Corpses Ghost, the Yin ghost of Hong Alliance, it was a smiling face after death.    

    

Could half the people be Three Corpses Ghosts? Then it would be troublesome, a kind of unbeatable ghost cockroach.    

    

The lady released a sharp cry, her body suddenly spinning towards the soft light above her head. Ye Cheng did not want to grab onto anyone, but in the next moment, her upper body was pulled up. After releasing his hand, Ye Cheng picked up the pillow, turned to the left and pressed down.    

    

No matter what it was, Ye Cheng picked up the candlestick on the table and smashed it down fiercely. In the next moment, a streak of blood seeped out from under the table and took away the pillow, revealing a naked female corpse underneath. It was the woman who had seduced him previously on the bed.    

    

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I knew it was you, I would have gone gentler and left you with a good face." Ye Cheng stared at the corpse and muttered regretfully to himself. But in the next second, he was already stepping on the woman's chest, grabbing her head and pulling it up forcefully, his head separating from her.    

    

The scene of Ye Cheng tearing apart the head with his bare hands could not be described with any other words. Ye Cheng carried the woman's head and walked towards the bed, casually throwing the head in the middle of the bed.    

    

The woman's blood stained the bed, and under the spreading of the blood, a pair of white and tender legs gradually revealed itself.    

    

"Everyone says that I, Ye Cheng, have a bad taste in things, but honestly, I cannot sleep with a monster. In this aspect, I feel ashamed of myself as compared to Wei Dong." Ye Cheng's black eyes flickered, revealing a sly smile.    

    

Poison Scorpion sat up gracefully. Although she liked red the same as Han Yi, one had a demonic aura and the other was vulgar.    

    

"If I were a monster, I would have eaten you long ago! "How did you find me?"    

    

Ye Cheng pointed to his own nose and explained. It's just that the taste is a little too strong. I walked past Wei Dong several times, and I couldn't get rid of the taste, so I thought back then that no matter how poisonous the scorpion is, it wouldn't be able to poison its smell. "    

    

"The scorpion let out an 'ah' sound, as if it had just understood the mystery of the period." What about her? Your hand has ripped apart my Courtesan Belle. This debt is not small at all! "    

    

"Life is precious, love is even higher, what's more, is this woman really human? There are different categories for the same smell as well. The more prohibited the medicine, the more side effects there are, this woman has long been corrupted by the medicine, even without me, she is still a dying person. I only borrowed the hand of God to make her die less painfully, otherwise how could you sacrifice a good quality for nothing. "    

    

Scorpion laughed out loud as a few strong winds shot towards Ye Cheng.    

    


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