Seeing that the monster that aging had died so thoroughly, Zhu Yuanliang's long-standing stone finally fell down, and at the same time his body regained his youthful vitality, he felt a little relieved and laughed wildly at Tong Biao under his feet, "Hahaha, you stupid monster, your stupid mother doesn't think you are your son, do you still regret her death?"

Tong Biao gritted his teeth and said, "You are not a purifier or a monster. Who is you?"

Zhu Yuanliang said: "Why, in your world, only monsters and purifying messengers can fight? Our human martial arts and technology are not worth mentioning? Being backward, ignorant! deserves to be beaten! Tell you, my arm is called the Vajra Demon Subduing Wrist, this cloak is called the Immortal Chou, and the cannonball is called the 'Demon Missile Missile', you can remember it..."

"Wow——" Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanliang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle. It turned out that Tong Biao could not defeat Yao Jianchou, so he turned his left hand into a sharp blade, stretched it into the underside of the cloak, and cut Zhu Yuanliang's right leg hard.

A stream of blood flowed down his right leg. Zhu Yuanliang quickly pulled his feet back, guarding the flaws under the cloak, and glared at him: "Damn it, I'm too careless!"

Tong Biao seemed to have been comforted for hurting Zhu Yuanliang. He also understood that once Zhu Yuanliang used the golden energy, he would immediately follow Rong Xiaozhen. He was already awakened and knew that he had nowhere to escape. He said in a lost voice: "After all, you are just a physical mortal. After all, you have a broken cloak to defend yourself and a broken weapon to exert force. Do you really think you are invulnerable to swords and guns, and you are trying to pull out a thousand pounds? Haha..."

Tong Biao was about to get up, but Zhu Yuanliang was not in a hurry to kill him. He stretched out his Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, grabbed Tong Biao, threw it hard on the ground, and then hit his back with his right fist. Tong Biao suddenly spurted a stream of sky blue blood from his mouth.

At this time, Zhu Yuanliang had already recovered his 20-year-old body, and was strong. In addition, he was trained in the battle of Islam. He had experienced a punch in the head and killed the enemy alive in the melee. He injured and crippled countless people. He smiled contemptuously: "Since I look down on my equipment so much, let me swing you to death with my fist." After that, he did not continue to attack and used gestures to greet Tong Biao to get up.

Tong Biao stood up shakingly, regardless of the fact that he was on the shore, his head turned into a catfish shape. He roared and rushed towards Zhu Yuanliang frantically. The sadness and anger made him full of strange courage and strength. He stumbled Zhu Yuanliang back with his left hand and hit the pillar of the pavilion.

The demon saw the sorrow of being worried about monster attacks, but it had no defensive effect on ordinary impacts. This impact immediately made Zhu Yuan look very eye-catching.

Tong Biao pressed Zhu Yuanliang on the pillar, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he grabbed Zhu Yuanliang's neck tightly and said provocatively: "It's not that I have never been a human being, on the contrary, I know too much that your biggest weakness is that you don't know how much you are. Come on, kill me with your King Kong, so that you can know how humble you are."

At present, Zhu Yuanliang felt exhausted, but as long as he used his arm energy, he could easily kill Tong Biao to escape. However, he became impulsive due to his opponent's provocation and was still stubborn to use physical skills.

At the stalemate between the two, Zhu Yuanliang pushed Tong Biao's stomach hard with his knees. While Tong Biao was reluctant to let go, he immediately followed a headstand and hit the catfish's hard forehead with his forehead. The two of them shouted together and separated.

Zhu Yuanliang first stabilized his position and said sarcastically: "I remember the last time I ate catfish, the beast weighed six pounds and seven pounds. Do you think about it, how much does my head hammer weigh?"

Tong Biao covered his head and took him a longer time to calm down. He said unwillingly: "You guy, your head is actually harder than me."

Before Tong Biao could make the next move, Zhu Yuanliang flew forward again. Tong Biao was forced to take action. The two of them passed six or seven rounds in a good manner. Zhu Yuanliang grabbed Tong Biao's flaw, kicked him away with one kick, and hit the pillar on the other side of Juxian Pavilion.

Tong Biao's old straw coat that had been worn on her body had already cracked many places. He relied on needlework and thread tore it apart. With this blow, he suddenly tore it open.

Poor Tong Biao was injured in many places and was about to die. After sliding along the pillar to the ground, he could no longer fight. He had to use his already broken right hand to climb up with his seat, and his appearance had also restored to his human appearance.

"I'm not as cowardly as that old woman. I respect you as a man, so I'll give you some fun." After Zhu Yuanliang said that, he raised his left hand again, letting the golden energy surround the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, and aimed at Tong Biao.

Tong Biao even lost his power to dodge, raised his head to the sky, and murmured: "Silly Mother, you don't recognize me, but I can't forget you... I hope that when you get there, you will still be my stupid Mother..."

Seeing that Tong Biao was about to die, Zhu Yuanliang suddenly heard Pu Zixuan's urgent voice coming from not far away: "Wait, Fatty, don't kill him!"

Zhu Yuanliang looked up in the voice and saw that it was indeed Pu Zixuan coming from the direction of the huge rock towards Juxianting. Unexpectedly, Chen Shuqing and Xiaoshu were also together.

When the three of them arrived at the pavilion, Zhu Yuanliang asked in confusion: "Why are you two here too?"

Chen Shuqing complained a little, "I'm also saying, not long after you two left today, I received a message from Su Sanniang. I wanted to wait for you to come back to discuss together, but after waiting for a long time, I went out to sense Xiaoqi's breath. But I saw a mess on the street, saying that something strange happened to be on the street, and many people died. It happened to be the West Lake area where you are. I thought you wouldn't be entangled by monsters again, so I came with Xiaoshu."

Xiaoshu looked at Tong Biao, who was half dead and said, "It's okay, it seems that you have subdued the monster."

When Zhu Yuanliang heard this, he immediately said complacently: "Hehe, I solved the two monsters I encountered this time by myself, but nothing happened to Pu Zixuan."

Zhu Yuanliang was originally trying to show his merits, but Chen Shuqing's focus was not on this issue. Instead, he blamed: "These monsters were all transformed by the curse of the Red Yasha. As long as they kill the Red Yasha, they will recover from humanity. Why do they kill them all?"

Zhu Yuanliang was immediately dissatisfied: "Haha, that's why you didn't see how terrible that old woman was. If you didn't kill her, you might be in a catastrophe in Hangzhou!"

Pu Zixuan affirmed this: "Yes, that old woman can make people age quickly. In just a moment, the whole street has grown dozens of years old, so so many people died. Fatty kills her, which is also forced by the situation." After saying that, he stood on Chen Shuqing's side: "However, it is all the sins of the old woman alone. This catfish monster did not hurt people's lives, and it will not be a death. Besides, we still have many mysteries, so we have to leave a living."

"Okay, if you say you don't kill, then don't kill." Pu Zixuan has already shown his "power". At present, the enemy is powerless to fight again. If you want to show your heroic demeanor, you put down the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, and the golden energy also disappeared.

But Tong Biao was not grateful and snorted, "What are you playing with fake compassion? It's so disgusting! Kill me quickly and let me reunite with my mother!"

Zhu Yuanliang blinked and asked, "It's really strange. Why do you miss her so much?"

"You are not allowed to insult my mother!" Tong Biao suddenly said in a frenzy, "Mom is not betraying me! She is just a little stupid! When I was in my teens, my mother was already crazy, but before that, she saved money and didn't let me starve and freeze. The straw coat on me was woven for me on my tenth birthday! In the decades after my mother went crazy, my father and I had to fish and sell fish to raise this family... In order to keep us alive, my father took the initiative to go to Lanruo Temple in Jinhua and fell into the curse of Hongyasha, and turned my mother and I into monsters one after another! My mother had a second life. Although she had not completely gotten rid of madness, she remembered who I was! Do you guys know the situation of us poor families?"

Zhu Yuanliang has lived for twenty years and has experienced all the bitterness of the world. This is the first time that someone calls him "Young Master". He suddenly felt pity and thought to himself, maybe it was because of the evil sorrow on me, which has a good texture, which makes me look a little rich.

Pu Zixuan said in surprise: "What? You chose to demonize..."

Tong Biao moved his body, not knowing whether it was a physical or spiritual injury that made him feel pain: "This world is so difficult, so what if we are humans or demons in order to survive?"

After a few words, everyone was sad and sad.

Pu Zixuan lowered his voice and asked, "I understand that you have become monsters, but you are different from what I met before. After you demonize, you have not lost your memory. Just live well, why should you work hard for Hong Yasha?"

Tong Biao said, "No, you are wrong. After the demonization, we are no longer ourselves, but part of the Red Yasha. How can we be in this world not serve our master?"

Pu Zixuan suddenly thought of these monsters transformed by the Red Yaksha. They do have two similarities. First, they are half-demons who maintain human shape every day, and second, they cannot sense the demonic energy. They became more and more contoured by the characteristics of the Red Yaksha, and asked again: "So, the Red Yaksha itself is also a half-demon formed by the little leaf and red beans. You are naturally all of these characteristics when you are transformed by it!"

Tong Biao said: "Hmph, it's not bad!"

Pu Zixuan wanted to ask something else, Zhu Yuanliang inserted his mouth, pointed at Tong Biao's head with the Vajra Demon-Subduing Wrist, and asked hurriedly: "Tell us where the dog-dreaming Red Yasha is, we'll kill him!"

Among the four, Tong Biao's hatred for Zhu Yuanliang was the most unforgettable. Seeing him questioning himself so quickly and rudely, he was angry and felt a little revengeful. If the opponent could not find the answer, wouldn't it be happy?

So Tong Biao laughed wildly, stared at Zhu Yuanliang and said, "Let's find your whole life slowly!" As soon as he finished speaking, he bumped into the pillar of Juxian Pavilion. Suddenly, a large stream of sky blue blood splashed on the pillar, and the seats and the ground were splashed all over the ground.

Xiaoshu rushed to him and reached out to test Tong Biao's nose. He found that the latter had no breathing, so he said helplessly:

"He is dead, and I can't save him."

Pu Zixuan sighed and complained to Zhu Yuanliang: "Fatty, it's not me who said you. I'm planning to ask him a few more questions. What's the point of being anxious about?"

Zhu Yuanliang really didn't expect that his "normal impulse" would stimulate the other party so much. Seeing that something really hurt, he was unable to refute, so he shrugged and said, "Oh, don't I want to find the Red Yasha quickly? We have been hunting down by him for so many days in Zhejiang, but we can't even touch the other party's toes. If we don't kill the monster quickly, we will not be able to live this life..."

Pu Zixuan angrily said, "Nonsense, Hong Yasha is my enemy who killed her mother, and it forced my father and I to be separated since childhood. Do you think I am not in a hurry? Now, a clue is broken just like that! It's really better to succeed than to make trouble!"

Zhu Yuanliang was unhappy: "Hey, you bitch, I don't know who was forced into the West Lake to dig sand? Haha, without me, let alone the clues are gone, who was just now, even his life is gone?"

Pu Zixuan counterattacked: "Tsk, then you have to see, whose father produced the cloak that can protect your fat body?"

Chen Shuqing, who had not spoken, thought for a long time and finally said in confusion: "Don't argue for now. Without this monster, we may not be able to find clues. Zhu Yuanliang, like me, you are all people who have read "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio". Didn't you find an important problem?"

Zhu Yuanliang was stunned: "I have read it, but there is no monster called 'Red Yasha' in the story of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio..."

"Haha, it doesn't mean it doesn't actually exist." After saying that, Chen Shuqing stopped talking to Zhu Yuanliang anymore, and instead asked Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, now, you can't hide it anymore. If you want to ask you a question, you have to answer truthfully."

Xiaoshu blushed, and dense beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He said in a deep voice: "What are you going to ask for by sister?"

"Who is your aunt?"

The little tree's expression became even more unnatural in an instant, lowering his head and silent.

The three of them saw the strangeness of the little tree, and they immediately understood in their hearts that things were far from that simple.

"Don't worry, brothers and sisters won't make things difficult for you, they just want to understand the situation." Chen Shuqing asked again, "Tell my sister what her name is."

After repeated questioning, Xiaoshu finally stammered and said that name.
Chapter completed!