Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 42

"This is……"

Yang Guang walked to the corner, stretched out his fingers, picked up a few medicinal herbs placed there, and looked down to examine them.

Then she turned to look at him and smiled, "Are these medicinal herbs for cultivation?"

Luo Qingchen did not answer.

Yang Guang chuckled, loosened his grip, seemingly disgusted by the filth of the medicinal herbs, and wiped his fingers on his chest a few times before turning around with a beaming smile. "Looks like Brother Luo takes medicinal baths quite often. Did you mix in fresh blood?"

Luo Qingchen stood at the door, still ignoring him.

Yang Guang didn't seem to care. He looked around again, walked to the table, and picked up a piece of meat from the bowl, putting it in his mouth and chewing.

"Mmm, it smells delicious."

He chewed, a look of enjoyment on his face.

Then, looking at him, she smiled and said, "Brother Luo, you are truly blessed to have Miss A-Yun selling herself to support you. I heard that Miss A-Yun gives all her earnings to you, is that true?"

Luo Qingchen's gaze was gloomy, and she remained silent.

Yang Guang smiled slightly and was about to reach for the meat in the bowl when he flicked his finger, causing the entire tray to fall off the table.

"Snapped!"

The food and steamed buns on the tray all fell to the ground.

The bowls and plates were all broken.

The steamed buns rolled under the table, the meat was dumped on the floor, and the corn porridge was spilled all over the place.

"Oops, sorry, I accidentally dropped it."

Yang Guang quickly apologized, then spread his hands, looking completely innocent: "This is terrible. Brother Luo just had his blood drawn today, and he needs to replenish his strength. Sigh, it's all my fault for being so clumsy."

Luo Qingchen looked down at the fragments and food on the ground, her face still expressionless.

"Brother Luo, I'm so sorry."

Yang Guang walked to the door, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and apologized sincerely again.

Luo Qingchen remained silent.

He walked weakly to the table, slowly squatted down, and then bent down to pick up the food from the ground bit by bit.

Yang Guang stood at the door, staring at his silent and humble figure for a while, then suddenly laughed, "By the way, Brother Luo, you don't mind if I go to Miss A-Yun's place tonight, do you? Actually, I've wanted to go for a while, but I felt I might be letting you down, so I kept putting it off. But thinking about it today, I think Brother Luo should be happy that I'm spending money at Miss A-Yun's place. After all, all the money Miss A-Yun earns goes to you, doesn't it?"

Luo Qingchen bent down to pick up the food on the ground, as if she hadn't heard what he said.

"Since Brother Luo doesn't mind, then I'll go. Don't worry, Brother Luo, we're brothers, I'll definitely treat Miss Yun with respect."

Yang Guang finished speaking with a smile, but seeing that he still had no reaction, his smile vanished, and he quickly left.

It was already dark outside.

The entire Baixianglou was soon shrouded in a cold darkness.

At the gate, two girls dressed in thin gauze dresses were shivering in the cold wind, greeting the occasional passersby outside.

Yang Guang glanced at it and went inside the building.

He went straight up to the second floor, paused at the door of the first room in the corridor, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Then, he walked straight to the very end of the corridor.

"Squeak..."

The door opened.

Qingmei, dressed in a light blue gauze dress, appeared alluringly in the doorway and sneered, "I thought you weren't coming tonight and had gone to someone else's place."

Yang Guang closed the door, pulled her into his arms, kissed her on the lips, and laughed, "Since I promised to come tonight, I definitely will. No one else can compare to you."

Qingmei asked, "What if I have guests tonight?"

Yang Guang laughed and said, "I was here first, so you are naturally mine. Any guest who comes must wait outside."

Qingmei raised an eyebrow: "Did you give them the money?"

Yang Guang laughed and pinched her buttocks: "I'm all yours, let alone money. What will money matter once I succeed?"

Qingmei snorted coldly and said, "You better not lie to me! I've already given you all the money I've earned. If you dare to lie to me, I'll fight you to the death!"

Yang Guang immediately raised his finger and swore, "If I'm lying to you, may I die a horrible death!"

Qingmei rolled her eyes at him, then stopped pursuing the topic and asked, "Did you go see that kid?"

Yang Guang lowered his finger, sneered, and said, "I saw it. That kid is quite cautious. The house is full of traps. No wonder he's still alive."

"However, he's so weak now that he can't even stand up straight. I deliberately embarrassed and humiliated him, and he didn't dare utter a sound. You didn't see it, but I knocked the food Zhao Yun gave him onto the ground, and he didn't dare say a word. He just crawled on the ground like a dog, picking up the food and eating it. Tsk tsk."

Qingmei said resentfully, "Serves you right!"

Yang Guang laughed and said, "What, you resent him just because you didn't manage to seduce that kid?"

Qingmei gritted her teeth and said, "In what way am I not better than that Zhao Yun? That blind fool, so self-righteous, deserves to have his blood drawn every day!"

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes, glanced out the window, and said in a low voice, "Keep the light on in your room later. I'm going to the backyard for a bit, I'll be right back."

Upon hearing this, Qingmei's heart skipped a beat.

Because that night, Chen Ju had said something similar, but in the end, he never returned.

"You're going to get that kid's blood?"

She asked in a low voice.

Yang Guang said, "I won't go first. Although that kid looks weak now, who knows if he has any tricks up his sleeve? I'm just going to watch the show and get a feel for the dangers beforehand."

He paused, then said coldly, "Of course, if someone succeeds, I'll naturally go and take some too. Anyway, judging from the situation, that kid won't live much longer."

Qingmei's lips moved as if she wanted to persuade her, but she didn't say anything.

She naturally wanted him to cultivate quickly and break through to a higher level so that he would have a chance to take her away from this awful place.

Half an hour later.

Yang Guang left through the window and, under the cover of night, quietly returned to the backyard.

He hid in the shade of a big tree, observed carefully for a while, and seeing that it was still early and no one seemed to be coming, he thought for a moment, looked around, and walked towards his house.

He felt it was safer to stay in his own house.

During this time, he naturally became aware of the existence of that heart-ripping monster.

Although the monster hasn't appeared for many days, no one can guarantee that it's hiding somewhere in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike.

He dared not stay in the dark for long.

"Click..."

He took out his key, opened his door, and went inside.

He also set up some small traps behind the door and windows, but after a careful inspection, he found nothing unusual.

The second thing to do upon returning was to check the silver hidden in the floorboards.

He walked to the corner, took out a dagger, pried open the floorboards, and reached in to touch the bulging money bag hidden inside before feeling relieved.

"That little slut Qingmei has saved up quite a bit of silver, but it's still not enough for me to buy blood for cultivation. I need to find a few more young whores and get more silver, then..."

As he was touching the money bag in the pit, plotting his future fame, he suddenly felt a chill creep up his back.

He shuddered involuntarily.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a fist brimming with power rapidly enlarging in his pupils!

"boom!"

Before he could react, the fist slammed heavily into his throat.

A sharp crack, and the throat bone broke!

Suddenly everything went black before his eyes. He opened his mouth wide, wanting to shout, but no sound came out of his throat; he wanted to struggle and resist, but for a moment he couldn't muster any strength.

next second.

With a flash of cold light, a dagger pierced his heart with a "thud"!

His eyes widened, and he reached out his hands in terror and trembling, trying to grab something, but he grabbed nothing.

The dagger began to spin cruelly, instantly shredding his heart.

Crimson blood gushed rapidly from his gaping mouth, and his vision began to blur...

In his last breath, his wide-open pupils clearly reflected the face that had been so humble and silent towards him at dusk.

At that moment, that face became as ferocious as a demon.