My half-demon young master never talks about martial ethic

In the past, there were many majestic high-rise buildings.

This made Wind Chimes think of something, the Demon Monument.

The tall buildings, in his eyes at this time, were like towering tombstones.

Suppressing people's souls.

The souls of countless people in it, in it, have nowhere to rest, but only wander in it.

When it's time to leave work, I leave and rest on a tombstone.

Most people are just the nourishment that feeds the functioning of the whole society.

Only a few people can stand in the light.

They can stand where they are, bathing in the sun.

More people are walking in the dark, they can't stop, and if they stop, they will be eliminated.

Lost access to the sun forever.

Although this opportunity may not have existed from the beginning.

But it's better than being trampled into the dirt and waiting until life naturally decays.

There are also people who lie down on their own and wait for the end of life.

The world is like this, nothing unusual.

However, looking at it from another perspective, it still shocks the wind chimes.

Sitting on a tall building, although blindfolded, he can see farther and clearer through the spiritual power vision.

So, he saw a delivery man on the ground, riding a small electric donkey.

Fast, he was racing against time, with a long black gas floating behind him, leaving everything behind.

I saw disabled people begging on the side of the road, hanging their heads low.

He trembled his hands, clasped his hands together, couldn't straighten his fingers, and made a begging gesture.

With his mouth open, it seems that breathing is so strenuous.

But what came out was all black gas.

It may be, while begging, cursing the world.

I also saw the traffic jam section, and the black gas condensed above the heads of the owners.

Fluttering in the wind, it seems that a monster with teeth and claws has been formed.

These filthy qi are all the causes generated by the demon race.

It is also the reason why this world cannot eradicate the demon race.

It is also why some people choose to take revenge on society after turning into demon races.

It's too complicated, these, but the tip of the iceberg.

The wind chimes have been silent, and they can't help but think in their hearts:

Sky crow, smile, what does the world look like in your eyes?

Suddenly, in the world of ink painting, a little golden light appeared.

It is a spirit master, fighting with a youkai in a hidden corner.

Suddenly, a thick plume of smoke rose in the distance, rising into the sky, like an airdrop.

But the smoke, not red, but black.

If he heard the cold, he flashed with the wind chime and came directly above the black smoke.

This is in the middle of a garden.

There are quaint, period buildings.

But in the field of vision of the wind chimes, on the white wall, there are black marks and exude demon qi.

Like moth marks on white bones.

Suddenly, the entire garden did not have that fairy aura.

Instead, it looks like a ruined ruin.

That black qi, like tens of thousands of revenants buried underneath, was terrifying.

The pool in the garden feels bottomless, and there seem to be monsters hidden inside.

There was a thin man in an uninhabited courtyard in this garden.

Stomping on a briefcase with a perverted smile on his face.

The black qi that rose up into the sky was not just emanating from that briefcase.

Still emanating from the man.

He just laughed, stomped on it, jumped.

A heart-wrenching laugh came out of his mouth.

After a while, he bent down and lifted it up, and he saw a pool of blood on the ground.

After opening it, the black gas bees inside gushed out and soared into the sky!

The inside of the briefcase was a blur of flesh and blood, and it was no longer clear what kind of creature it was.

And he just glanced left and right, and then threw the body into a pool in the garden.

The blood stains melted and the body sank to the bottom.

But that black qi rose from below, staining the entire pool.

Unfortunately, the world cannot see it.

That person, on the other hand, washed his hands and washed his bag by the pool.

Turn around and look for your next prey.

After walking a few steps, I saw a little cat walking gracefully in the garden.

Smiled and squatted down

: "Mimi, come here..."

Although the wind chimes were blindfolded, his face was already gloomy, and he was puzzled:

"This kind of person doesn't care?"

Ruo listened to the cold and said lightly:

"There will be a demon clan to clean him up." It's a cycle. The

wind chimes were silent for a while, and Ruo Tinghan had no expression on his face and did not care, it seemed that he did not intend to make a move.

Suddenly, a mark flashed in the hand of the wind chime.

Then a blade of wind flew downwards.

The man was still squatting on the ground, his body smiling and oozing black qi.

Suddenly I felt something overhead.

I looked up, but I saw nothing.

Ugh –

a gust of wind blowing!

Meow -

that meow was so frightened that she quickly fled.

And the man had been split in half by the wind chime.

Two halves of corpses, half and half of the ground, were scattered on the ground, as if they had been cut by metal and scratched on both sides.

Ruo Tinghan turned his head to look at the wind chimes and did not speak.

Wind Chimes just said lightly:

"Look at what I do?" Didn't you let me kill? "

When?"

"You said that there will be a demon clan to clean him up. I'm a demon. Ruo

Tinghan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth:

"Next time you change the move, then a stone brick on the ground, do you know how much money, just split."

"Haha, it's okay, on the account of two hundred knives, that guy thief has money."

Saying that, the horizon of the wind chimes saw that the corpse exploded with black gas that was even more turbulent than before.

Ahhh

The spirit masters patrolling around heard this movement and finally rushed over.

If he heard this, a golden flame immediately rose and burned the man's body to ashes.

And the wind chime, when the monster was not yet formed, used spiritual magic to smash it into pieces.

When the surrounding spirit masters arrived, they only saw a demon floating in the air.

If you hear the cold ask the wind chime:

"What about the cat demon in the pool?" What are you going to do? It won't be long before he turns into a demon. Wind

Chime chuckled:

"Why don't you say now, there will be a spirit master to clean it up?" Isn't this a cycle?

"Aren't you a spirit master?"

"Too."

Saying that, he sighed.

At this time, the water in the pool suddenly began to ripple.