House Management Chapter 2172: Things to be destroyed

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"I...how can I..." Paris frowned, "Mr. Zhang...I am a woman after all, I can't... ..."

"I don't care." Zhang Yu stood up deliberately and stretched, "If there is nothing wrong, I will go first..."

"Don't, don't..." Paris said eagerly: "Mr. Zhang, please heal me... Let me do what I do... ..."

"If I guessed right, you are now ulcerated all over. If you want to heal you, you need to take off your clothes and put the evil spirits on your ulcerated skin..." Zhang As Yu said, he deliberately spread his hands, "But there are differences between men and women, and I can't just look at it..."

"Then I'm begging you to see it's not enough..." Paris hurriedly said flatly.

Right now is a matter of life and death, and everything else can be set aside.

In fact, Zhang Yu was deliberately teasing her. Seeing her saying this, he turned his head and walked to the window and looked out the window.

There are thousands of miles in the starry sky, but Zhang Yu's heart is a little worried. He secretly asked, "Who is it? A vampire...Even if it is different from a walking corpse, it should be similar. My formation, a corpse Even if Ye Fenghuang can easily break through the cultivating process, it would take some effort to get out. No matter how great the vampire of the foreign devils, how can he move in and out freely. And... that of Zhang Yinling This magic weapon is no less than my jade virtual rope...That white light, can it be that the vampire's body can also emit the white light of the Catholic archbishop...Impossible... .."

Paris was lying on the bed, watching Zhang Yu stand by the window. Although Zhang Yu didn't say anything, Zhang Yu's move has already expressed his attitude. Zhang Yu would definitely save her, but just don't watch her undress.

She sat up on her feet and slowly untied her robe. She didn't wear many clothes, just a pair of black leggings underneath and a white vest on top.

The vest has been dyed with pus, almost sticking to the body, looking vague. Paris raised her waistband and glanced inwardly, her legs were also festering.

Paris gently pulled down her leggings, her thighs were already riddled with holes, and compared with the usual snow-white, it made people dare not look directly. The most terrible thing is that the leggings are all stuck to the ulcer, and when they are pulled down, it is even more painful, as if a layer of skin is peeled off.

Paris didn't even say a word, threw her pants aside, she lay on the bed again, then looked at Zhang Yu, and said calmly, "Is the night scene tonight beautiful? It attracts you so much. ."

Zhang Yu could hear her voice when she just took off her clothes.

"The scenery is still beautiful..." Zhang Yu turned around and looked at Paris on the bed. Although I knew what the situation would be, when I saw it, I couldn't help but frown.

There is such a terrible sorcery in this world, which can only make people become like this in a short time.

When he came to the bed, Zhang Yu took out a stack of blank talisman paper.

On Zhang Yu's body, fire talismans have always been the mainstay, and there are not many other talismans. I never thought that there would be such a huge demand for evil spirits when I came to England.

His box was brought over with the luggage before. Zhang Yu found cinnabar and a brush, and drew several evil spirits in a row. Paris didn't bother him loudly. After Zhang Yu finished painting, he stood by the bed and lit a ward off evil charm, which was placed directly on Paris's left leg.

"Shit!"

Green smoke rose, and then, the ulcer on Paris's left thigh began to recover at a clearly visible speed. In a blink of an eye, the thighs returned to normal and became particularly white.

Afterwards, Zhang Yu used three more talisman papers in succession, finally recovering Paris's legs.

Don't say it, Paris's legs are beautiful enough, and her legs are straight, but her legs are inevitably characteristic of Western whites, that is, the skin is a bit rough, but this does not affect the beauty.

It's just her pair of white panties, which is really unflattering.

Zhang Yu turned around and found a pair of his own big pants from the suitcase. He threw it to Paris without looking back. He said, "I haven't worn it yet. If you don't dislike it, just make do Dressed."

His hand strength was just right, and he was just right beside Paris. Paris glanced at the pants that Zhang Yu had thrown away, and then at the one on her body.

Paris knew that she couldn't read this article. Seeing that Zhang Yu was not looking at her with her back on her back, she sat up again, quickly took off her own, and quickly put on Zhang Yu's.

She obviously didn't want Zhang Yu to see the **** she took off, so she hurriedly hid under the robe, and said, "Thank you."

"You are welcome." Zhang Yu turned around, looked at Paris's white vest, and said, "You lift it up yourself."

Paris pulled the vest to her stomach, Zhang Yu lit the evil spirits, and directly patted Zhang Yu.

With a sneer, the skin on Paris's abdomen recovered as before. It's just that the skin above is still festering, and it seems that it needs to be done again.

The reason why Zhang Yu is so strenuous is that the power of the rune paper used by Zhang Yu is limited, not bright yellow rune paper. Bright yellow runes are mostly used to draw offensive runes, and seldom used to draw evil runes. The friendship between the little girl and Zhang Yu is different, and Zhang Yu has no friendship with Paris, so it is enough to get cured, and there is no need to waste it.

Paris clearly knew that Zhang Yu still needed to continue to treat her. She pulled the neckline away from Zhang Yu and asked Zhang Yu to pat the ash of the evil spirits.

Finally, Paris's body fully recovered. In this way, the dirty vest is very unsightly.

Zhang Yu found another vest from his suitcase and threw it to Paris without looking back, "Here you are. I don't have that thing, but I don't think you are wearing it either."

Paris has been looking at Zhang Yu all the time. After hearing this, she couldn't help feeling a little hot. She naturally knew what the thing Zhang Yu said was.

Seeing that Zhang Yu still didn't look back, she hesitated and quickly took off her vest.

There was nothing in it, only the pair popped out with the vest taken off. Paris grabbed Zhang Yu's vest, and just hesitated to put it on.

She kept up with her hands to protect her vitals, and said in a modest voice: "Aren't you going to see where I was injured, come and see..."

"Thank you." Zhang Yu smiled slightly and turned around naturally and walked to the bed.

Paris's posture at the moment is really beautiful, so white and flawless. If there are any flaws, I am afraid that the big pants that Zhang Yu wears around his waist seem to be so out of touch.

Zhang Yu didn't look too much, his eyes just fell on Paris's chest.

There is a redness and swelling there, which was left behind by a heavy blow.

However, judging from the trauma, there are no traces of hands or feet.

Zhang Yu was not welcome, and directly reached out and touched Paris's chest.

Paris couldn't help but tremble when she saw Zhang Yu's hand stretched out. In such a sensitive position on a woman, this guy is good. He just stretches out his hand without even saying hello. This is too bad for him to be an outsider.

But Paris also knew that Zhang Yu was undergoing an injury test, and had no other meaning. She simply closed her eyes, as if nothing happened.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhang Yu's hand came to the swelling. Paris just felt a faint pain when she didn't touch it, but when Zhang Yu's hand touched it, the pain made her groan.

"It doesn't seem to be anything..." Zhang Yu said with a little disapproval, but also a little puzzled: "It's just a normal trauma, it doesn't seem to have been poisoned, and there is no trace of anything wrong... ..."

Based on his cultivation level, most of the injuries can be seen at a glance, even if you can't see it, just touch it a little, it's almost the same. What's more, the injury left on Paris's body is a typical skin trauma, but the opponent's attack is more ruthless.

"You said this was just a trauma...can't it..." Paris said in disbelief.

"At the moment, it is a trauma..." Zhang Yu said, turning to the suitcase.

Paris heard the sound, turned her head and saw that Zhang Yu walked back again with a medicine bottle this time and sat down on the bed.

"What is this?" Paris asked puzzledly.

"This is the medicinal liquor I prepared. It has a miraculous effect on trauma. Your injury is only red and swollen now, and it will be bruised tomorrow. I will treat you first. By the way, see if there is any drug reaction." Zhang Yu said lightly.

After speaking, he unscrewed the bottle, poured the potion on Paris's chest, and then reached out and rubbed it.

When the medicinal wine touched the skin, it was a little cold. This feeling was quickly replaced by another feeling.

That was Zhang Yu's hand. His hand was very warm. Paris's skin was a little cold. When she touched this warmth, she suddenly felt a good use, as if she was particularly assured. Soon, the chest was hot, which was a kind of comfort she had never felt before.

Same as before, when Zhang Yu put her hand up, she also closed her eyes. For some reason, at this moment, she involuntarily squinted her eyes and looked at the man secretly.

Her breathing, under this rubbing, became a little abnormal.

"Call..."

After a heavy breath, Zhang Yu didn't feel anything but shocked herself. Her pair of shell teeth hurriedly bit her upper and lower lips, and her squinted eyes closed tightly.

She felt that her heartbeat speeded up a little, and she hoped that Zhang Yu would stop quickly, and she hoped to continue.

Just when she was in conflict, Zhang Yu's hand stopped.

Paris opened her eyes subconsciously, and said unconsciously: "You..."

But after only one word came out, she immediately closed her mouth.

The reason is not other. What she was going to say was "How did you stop?" Fortunately, she responded quickly and closed it in time.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yu glanced at Paris and found that Paris's expression was different, with a red glow on her pale face.

Paris at the moment is completely different from the Paris Zhang Yu saw last time. The classical beauty of the West, the charm that the Orientals do not possess, and the pride that exudes from the bones, are now gone.

"I mean, do you see the problem." Paris changed his words.

"No problem..." Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly, "It's just an ordinary trauma..."

"Ordinary trauma... Then how could I become like this..." Paris said in surprise.

"It may be that he used other methods when you were unconscious." Zhang Yu said.

"Other methods...what can make people like this..." Paris said incredulously.

"I don't know." Zhang Yu stood up, turned and walked towards the door, "Your body is quite weak now, just rest here, and wait until dawn before leaving. Go back and say , Put a fire here..."

"Uh..." Paris was stunned after hearing this. Seeing that Zhang Yu had walked behind the door, she immediately asked: "Where are you going?"

"I have something else." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he opened the door of the room, stepped out, and closed the door casually.

Seeing Zhang Yu just left, Paris's face flashed with disappointment.

She glanced at the vest next to her, stretched out her hand to grab it, and unconsciously remembered something in her heart.

I still remember that I used the blood sea **** in the Chunv seat to deal with Zhang Yu in Longhu Villa, but Zhang Yu broke it. The most terrible thing is that he was captured by Zhang Yu, and even the kind of medicine he was given. At that time, I was slapped by Zhang Yu, and I didn't know how much I fanned. After that, Zhang Yu also supported her chin with his hands, acting extremely frivolously, and even made her cry with rain.

The most terrible thing is that under this kind of intimidation and frivolity, coupled with that kind of drug, I actually had a physiological reaction, and in the end I almost took the initiative to give up. In the end, she didn't know what method the kid used to release her at once. This kind of relief was unparalleled. She still doesn't know how Zhang Yu did it.

Tonight, I almost lost my life, and it was this "bad guy" who saved me again.

All the scenes flashed through her mind like a slide.

"Such a guy..." Paris muttered softly, "It's really rare..."

Furthermore, Zhang Yu, after leaving the room, he walked directly downstairs to the first floor.

On the way downstairs, he could still hear the murmuring voices of disciples in every room.

The big guys seem to be a little nervous. Except for a few people such as Brighton and Zhu Jiuzhen, the disciples in China have basically never seen anything in the world. They used to live in school. In the days when they were not in charge of Taoism, they could be regarded as flowers in the greenhouse with Zhang Yu.

The catastrophe they encountered during this trip to England was definitely something they had never experienced before.

Zhang Yu originally didn't intend to make his disciples frightened, but now it is impossible. Zhang Yu only hopes that this experience will be a training for his disciples.

After all, even his Zhang Yu has crawled out of the dead again and again, and has gone through countless disasters.

When he came to the first floor, Zhang Yu went straight to the basement.

The reason why he came here is not to see whether the fire is extinguished or whether the smoke clears, but because of one thing.

Paris wanted to arson, the purpose is to interfere with Zhang Yu's thinking about tomorrow's layout. And what is the purpose of this "vampire" running here to set fire? Also, the other party did not set fire in other places, but set fire in the basement. You must know that setting fire here will not kill people.

Zhang Yu faintly realized that the other party might have another purpose. "Vampires" set fire here, not to burn anyone, but to burn something.

"What is he going to destroy? Can't he steal it..." Zhang Yu said in his heart.

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Today is Lao Tie’s mother’s birthday, and I drank some wine in the evening, so I can’t make all the updates. I can only update a big chapter tonight, please forgive me, brothers and sisters.

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