"You don't know how dangerous it was at that time. Sikong Boxue almost hypnotized Catherine."
"Sooner than later, I made a prompt decision and blew out Sikong Boxue's head with a gun, saving Catherine's life."
"Catherine was very grateful to me and said she would give her life to me, but who am I, Nan? Am I the kind of person who is greedy for beauty?"
"Obviously, I wasn't. I rejected her very decisively, turned around and left, leaving only a legend of mine in the first battle zone."
Primitive World No. 9, War Zone 527, Nancheng. Eighty-one??
The time is approaching 12 noon, which is lunch time.
Nanfeng was chewing on the chicken legs, his mouth was full of oil, and he was talking boastfully.
At this time, almost 2 hours had passed since he killed Sikong Boxue.
Nanfeng was surrounded by the Chosen Ones, who were all the elites of District 527: Su Zeran, Su Yihan, Shen Pian, Huang Yuanming, Xu Ming, Wu Yuanran, Youran, etc.
Even Xiao Luo, the upgrade madman, is back.
All this happened because of one incident. Nanfeng killed Sikong Boxue.
Huang Yuanming smacked his lips: "Why do I not believe what you said?"
Nan Feng frowned: "Do you doubt that besides me, who else can be separated by someone else?"
Xiao Luo took over the conversation: "What he said is that he doesn't believe it, because he doesn't believe that Catherine will be moved to agree with him."
"Sister Xiaonan, has Catherine said this?"
Youran gave Xiaonan a piece of beef rib, and Xiaonan immediately stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely: "He cheated money."
Good on you, Xiao Nan, who eats both inside and outside.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Nanfeng quickly explained: "You guys know nothing, stories need artistic processing."
"I just said that I beat Sikong Boxue to death. Does this story sound interesting?"
"If I add a bit of a hero saving a beauty, and a bit of poignant love, the whole story will be more complete."
Wu Yuan sighed: "What could have been explained in a few sentences, I just listened to you talking about it for half an hour. You are such a bad person, it would be a pity not to write about it."
Everyone nodded, and then dispersed in twos and threes.
With Sikong Boxue dead, they can finally go out to hunt ferocious beasts with confidence.
"It's boring. There are still stories that Catherine and I have to tell in the sequel. I didn't tell them in this extra episode."
Nanfeng shook his head. He had almost filled his stomach and was ready to leave Nancheng to hunt ferocious beasts.
"Xiaonan, don't eat. You're so fat that you're like a pig. You can't even hold you."
Xiaonan almost cried when she heard this.
"You're the fat one, you're the fat one, you big fat pig"
Original world No. 1, the first war zone.
Long Wudi climbed over more than a dozen mountains in a row and finally returned to the camp.
Crazy Wolf and Feiying have stopped fighting, but they still refuse to obey the other. You stare at me and I stare at you.
Lin Meimei stood between the two of them, still trying to break up the fight to prevent them from fighting again.
Long Wudi said in a deep voice: "Crazy Wolf Flying Eagle, you two, come here."
The two of them did not dare to disobey Long Wudi's words, and walked obediently to Long Wudi.
"What's going on, Crazy Wolf, you tell me first."
Crazy Wolf is a tall man of 1.9 meters, with strong muscles and a strong sense of strength. He fights like a madman.
He glanced at Long Wudi and said, "There's something wrong with Fei Ying. He doesn't go hunting ferocious beasts. He keeps walking around your cabin."
Fei Ying immediately said: "Put p"
"Shut up." Long Wudi glared at Feiying and continued to ask Mad Wolf, "What next?"
Crazy Wolf replied: "At that time, I happened to see what Sikong Boxue said, and I remembered that Feiying had been in contact with Sikong Boxue alone. I suspected that he was hypnotized, so I took action."
Long Wudi's face turned cold: "Just because of such a trivial matter, you attack your comrades who have carried the gun together."
Crazy Wolf also calmed down at this time: "It's true that I was impulsive."
Long Wudi looked at Fei Ying again: "Say."
Fei Ying nodded and said, "I suspect there is something wrong in your cabin, but I checked back and forth several times and couldn't find any reason."
Long Wudi snorted: "Did you explain when the crazy wolf attacked you?"
"No, I also saw what Sikong Boxue said at that time." Feiying replied, "The Crazy Wolf suddenly attacked me. I thought he was hypnotized, so I fought back."
"You guys?" Long Wudi shook his head helplessly, "Go, hold hands and run around the camp. You can only stop when I tell you to."
Crazy Wolf and Feiying looked at each other, held hands awkwardly, and started running.
Lin Meimei walked over and said with some worry: "Are they okay? How could they become like this?"
Long Wudi: "It was originally a big deal, but it ended up like this just because of Sikong's learned words."
Long Wudi put his hands behind his back, thinking that when he saw Sikong Boxue in the future, he would punch him twice more.
"By the way, Feiying said there was something unclean in your cabin." Lin Meimei said.
“Unclean things have ghosts”
Long Wudi raised his eyebrows and walked towards his cabin with interest.
He hadn't been back to the camp, let alone the cabin, for several days.
There are not many ferocious beasts that can seriously injure him now, and his equipment can also restore blood and mana, so Long Wudi does not need to return to the hut to replenish supplies.
Returning to his cabin again, Long Wudi noticed something was wrong at a glance.
In his hut sat a strange creature that looked almost human but not human.
It has three heads and six arms
"What do you mean?"
Long Wudi looked back and found that the door of the hut had closed automatically, and Lin Meimei outside the house was nowhere to be seen.
He was confused for a moment, so he simply sat on the ground and faced the creatures in the hut: "Who are you?"
"You can call me the inner demon." The creature with three heads and six arms opened its eyes and looked at Long Wudi, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
The corners of Long Wudi's mouth raised slightly: "I have grown up so big, and I still don't know what fear is."
"As expected of this generation, he is the first chosen person to reach level 30. His character is indeed different from ordinary people." The inner demon praised.
"Level 30, no, no, no, I haven't reached level 30 yet." Long Wudi shook his head, "I've been stuck at level 29 for most of the day. I have all the experience, but I just can't level up."
The inner demon laughed loudly: "Of course, because you haven't defeated me yet."
Long Wudi suddenly realized: "Why should I defeat you before I can reach level 30? You should have told me earlier."
The inner demon laughed, the laughter was harsh and very unpleasant: "I am your inner demon. Only by defeating your own inner demon can you regain your life and leave here."
"Otherwise, you will stay in this hut with me for the rest of your life."
"Long Wudi, are you ready to fight?"
Dragon's invincible punch
boom
The fist wind was fierce, and everything in the hut was picked up by the strong airflow and flew around.
The inner demon froze on the spot, staring blankly at the big hole in his chest.
"What kind of evil inner demon is this? I, Long Wudi, have had the belief that I am invincible since I was a child. I have such an evil inner demon."
Long Wudi stood up, patted the dust on his butt, opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door, Lin Meimei looked at him eagerly: "How are you? What happened just now? Why did you disappear as soon as you entered?"
Long Wudi smiled and said, "It's nothing."
He raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling the sunlight shining on him.
He clenched his fists and felt his veins pulling on his muscles.
He closed his eyes and felt the blood flowing through his body and his heart beating steadily and powerfully.
It's an unparalleled sense of reality.
"So this is level 30?"
"No wonder they say level 30 is a new life, it turns out that's the case."
At this moment, Long Wudi felt the reality, the incomparable reality.
He is no longer a semi-virtual creature.
He is a real person.
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
