She is a Great Demon Hunter

Qianwu Mountain is about two thousand kilometers away from Kangcheng. Even if you are flying, you have to fly for several hours. However, under the speed of the eighth-order monster, within 30 minutes, Mi Wan has already seen the snow in Qianwu Mountain. The top of a mountain.

At this time the sky was already white, and a piece of Yin Hong was slowly dyeing that piece of white.

"Uncle, it's sunrise." Little White Fox, who had been warmed by Mi Wan in his arms, looked at the red sky and suddenly said.

"It's okay, it's too late." After all, the fiery red demon fox stepped hard, and the speed was faster.

"Are you here before sunrise?" Mi Wan speculated.

"Yes, the ceremony of the demon clan is accompanied by the sunrise. Sit firmly, we are about to land." Quan Juncai's words fell, and the whole body was not in a dense cloud.

Mi Wan only felt that the whole person was covered with a layer of mist, and then the eyes turned black and then lit up, and the person wore it out again. The time was short, only one second before and after, but she was already covered with mist all over her body. Fortunately, Mao Tuan was in hand, Mi Wan didn't feel too cold.

As he approached the ground, Mi Wan glanced down. A glance away, and I saw a piece of snow-white, hundreds and thousands of various animals are lined up neatly. Among them are elephants, tigers, monkeys, giraffes, pigs, dogs, and Chickens have ducks ... Anyway, whether it is a bird or a beast, whether it is domestic or wild, you can find it on the top of this mountain. Living off a large collection of farmers' farms and zoos.

They are enclosing a huge circle, but the center of the circle does not have the altar that Mi Wan thought, but only a high land.

Is this altar too late to set up? Mi Wan thought suspiciously.

When Quan Jun just fell, the demon underneath looked up. Stared at by hundreds of monsters, Mi Wan suddenly raised a long-lost tension.

However, is it a little bit demon?

"Demons who can come here to attend the festival, are they all monsters with heads and faces?" Mi Wan couldn't help asking.

"No, these monsters are all employees of the All Things Group. Most of the other monsters of the demon clan are left in their own clan." Quan Juncai landed on the ground and explained while placing Mi Wan down, "The demon clan does not It must be surrounded by the altar. After the festival begins, the blessings of nature will blow the land of China with the spring breeze. As long as it is a demon, you can feel it everywhere. "

"Oh." Mi Wan nodded in understanding, it seems that this festival should be the welfare of Fan Chen to their company employees.

"Master Mi, you stay here, I'm going to the Fox family." Quan Juncai said.

"Okay." Mi Wan was standing on a raised boulder at this time. Although her position was outside the circle formed by the demon clan, her standing height was high, but it did not affect her vision.

"You can let me down." The little white fox struggled a few times and motioned for Mi Wan to let him go.

"Little white fox, I have a life-saving grace for you anyway. In such a cold day, are you so sorry to let me stand here and blow my hair?" Mi Wan nodded the little white fox's head. Just now Quan Jun said, standing Position does not affect the strength of the demon clan to receive blessings, so the little white fox stands the same everywhere. If the closer you stand, the better the effect, she is naturally embarrassed to let the little white fox stay with her.

The little white fox stiffened, and the fierce milk fierce questioned: "Knowing the cold, why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"

"You Mao people don't understand, it would be uncomfortable to wear more clothes." Mi Wan laughed.

The little white fox was extremely wronged, and his black eyes looked to his uncle for help.

Quan Juncai didn't seem to understand it. He lifted his front paw and patted his nephew's little head. It was comforting, so he left. Then a voice sent with demon power quietly fell into the ear of the little white fox: "You can't blame your uncle for not helping you Xiaorui, as a little white fox with a natural charming bone, you have to get used to your charm. You still have It ’s small, it ’s just to attract people. Only when you grow up will you really understand the dangers of this world. Uncle is training you, do n’t think you are a boy and take it lightly. "

"..." The little white fox stiffened and his white hair exploded.

"Why, how did it blow up? Forget it, if you're not happy, just go with your uncle." Mi Wan saw that the little white fox was all blown up, thinking about not teasing it.

"Don't go." Little White Fox's head suddenly twisted and was buried directly in Mi Wan's arms.

This is, suddenly stayed happy again?

Mi Wan didn't doubt for a long time, and his attention was attracted by a sudden bang. Suddenly the mountain began to shake, but it was not strong, as if something huge was being drilled out of the ground.

Mi Wan turned his head to look at the center of the open space, accompanied by a huge and familiar demon power, and saw a green vine on the originally empty hillside, and suddenly a green vine grew out of the earth, growing continuously, constantly Ascending, that momentum seemed to grow into the sky all the time, breaking through the world.

Can you finally see the original form of Fan Chen? !

Mi Wan thought with excitement, she always knew that Fan Chen's body was a tree, but she was still curious about what kind of tree Fan Chen's body was. At this time, with the opportunity to see it with his own eyes, Mi Wan held his breath and did not dare to blink and waited for the front.

It's a pity that Fan Chen didn't turn into the original shape as she wished. The sky-long vines stopped growing after reaching a certain height, and then it seemed like a huge green bud, shining with the first rays of sunlight Slowly blooming.

The huge vines spread out on the ground, forming a circular space with a size of tens of squares. The white clothes and green belts, long hair gold crowns, and Fan Chen holding the staff appeared in the middle.

Call ~~

A mountain breeze blew through, lifting the complicated robe of sacrifice, and also the crisp bell on the staff. After a series of crisp bells, Fan Chen moved. He lifted the staff in his hand, and carried enough magic power, then he rested heavily on the ground.

"Boom!" After a muffled sound, the magical power released through the staff flowed around the huge vines. Wherever the magical power passed, countless small flowers bloomed in the wind. If someone can look down from above, they must be able to see that the direction in which the flower roads are blooming is forming an extremely complex sacrificial image.

The moment the sacrificial graphic was completed, the sun completely emerged from behind the clouds, and the mountain top was reflected by the snow with a dazzling light, which made people subconsciously squint. At the same time, a mysterious and distant voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, as if someone was mumbling and singing, the voice was extremely attractive, but no matter how careful you listen, you ca n’t understand it What was said in the voice.

This is Fan Chen reading the sacrifice.

With the recitation of the sacrifice, Fan Chen's body also moved. He raised his staff and danced in the mysterious and ancient pace at the center of the altar. The greenery floating in the clothing is like the most vigorous life in the world, melting the snow on the ground.

This is not a metaphor, but a real scene. The thin layer of snow on the top of the mountain is spreading at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, converging into a small stream, gurgling down the mountain. It only took a few breaths, and the top of the mountain that was originally covered by snow and ice turned into moist land, as if small green buds would emerge from the ground at any time.

"Dingling Bell ~~"

There was another burst of bells, with a long and mysterious sacrifice, a new force came from the center of the altar and then melted into the wind. The wind was warm and warm, as if with infinite joy and vitality, it gently brushed over the mountain top and everything on the mountain top.

Suddenly, a slight, as if a sound of something breaking from the ground came from below, Mi Wan couldn't help looking down curiously, only to see a small grass struggling to break out of the ground. Then came the second, the third ... Mi Wan couldn't help raising his head, looking into the distance, I saw a piece of vibrant greenery, which was spreading rapidly. It seems that there is a big invisible hand, stained with a touch of green, and wiped it down fiercely.

"It's comfortable." The little white fox in Mi Wan's arms couldn't help squinting, every hair on its body was feeling the blessing in the wind, as if a gentle big hand was stroking him, and softly instructed Tao: Be healthy ~~

Huh ~~

The wind is actually not very loud, but its sound fell on the ears of every demon clan, and it also blew from the top of Qianwu Mountain to the entire mainland of Shenzhou.

In the old house, Ye Guanjia finally found the little squirrel pine nuts on the window sill of the room on the second floor. The pine nuts were squatting on the window sill, holding a nut in his hand, but did not eat it. It closed his eyes against the wind. direction. The fluff on his body was shaking slightly in the wind.

"Pine nut, why did you hide here?" Ye Guanjia wanted to pick up the pine nut, but was gently hidden away by the pine nut.

"What's wrong?" Ye Guanjia wondered.

"叽叽 ~~" Komatsu called a few times in the direction of the wind.

"Are you blowing hair?" Ye Guanjia magically understood. He didn't insist on holding pine nuts, but lay on it with him on the window sill, letting the wind blow his half-white hair. The weather is getting warmer. "

"叽叽 ~~" Komatsu nodded vigorously.

"You are very happy today." The Ye housekeeper found that the little squirrel seemed happy about why.

"叽叽 ~~" Komatsu held the nut and continued to narrow his eyes comfortably.

In the wishing square, Fanyinshu shook his body comfortably, and let the spring breeze baptize every leaf on its body. It felt that the spring breeze of this year was especially warm. It can also be realized, the desire of more people.

"Shar ... Shar ..."

"Huh, this wind is so comfortable." Someone said suddenly under the tree.

"Yeah, yeah, I feel the mood of the whole person has improved." Others echoed.

"Then let's make a wish quickly, maybe today's wishing tree will be extra spirited." Another said.

In an old community, the old man went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and came back. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a big dog crouching on the stairs of the courtyard, curling up comfortably.

"Maomao, how did you suddenly change back to its original shape?" The old man asked curiously. This was the first time the old man had seen his grandson return to the dog form since Maomao could become a humanoid.

"I want to blow the hair." The big dog's mouth made a clear juvenile voice.

"Then you blow it, don't say, the wind is quite comfortable today." The old man said again, "It happens that the sun is not bad, you are also drying the sun, and I will comb your hair after finishing cooking."

When the old dog saw the old man enter the house, his entire body fell down again, lying comfortably on his stomach. The tail swayed swaying, not comfortable.

In an apartment near S, Guan held his sister Guan Tong, and the two became cats, lying on a window sill with a height of over twenty floors. The two cat nests were together, the big cat curled up the kitten, and squinted quietly to blow the hair.

"Brother, this year's wind is more comfortable than last year's." Guan Tong whispered.

"Yes." Guan Li responded with a smile.

At the same time, in all corners of China, whether it is the old forest in the deep mountains, the bustling city, or the bottom of the deep sea, all the monsters seem to feel this warm power. They stopped all activities at the same time, all were quiet, feeling With this spring breeze. Even the old turtle who had just fallen asleep in the depths of the East China Sea couldn't help waking up. He looked up for a moment and then said warmly: "It seems that there will be a good spring this year."

Above the top of Qianwu Mountain, Mi Wan has been stunned by the scene in front of her. Although she cannot perceive the blessings in this warm wind as clearly as the demon clan, it does not prevent her from perceiving the relaxation of her body to mind And pleasant.

Within half an hour from the beginning of the sacrifice to the present, several hills around Qianwu Mountain have loomed out of green. She clearly remembered that when she first flew over, the few hills that were a little shorter were all vast. A piece of yellow withered.

In the past, Fan Chen and she said that the demon clan is a natural elf. Although Mi Wan believes, she has no profound experience. At this time, looking at this scene of spring back to the earth, Mi Wan can only deeply understand what is called natural. Elves.

Fan Chen, it is really amazing.

Mi Wan couldn't help turning his head, looking at the center of the altar, the man who was still reading the sacrifice. Fan Chen's body is still dancing, his pace is not complicated, but Mi Wan can't remember, the thick and complicated clothes are lifted over and over again, and the crisp bell sounds rhythmically, as if the sacrifice is the best. Soundtrack.

There was another crunch, and Fan Chen, who had turned around, suddenly turned around, facing the direction of Mi Wan.

At this time, Fan Chen was really beautiful. Mi Wan wanted to take a picture of Fan Chen at this time, but when Fan Chen turned around, she would be tempted to forget her hand. Mobile phone, until Fan Chen turned around again, will be annoyed to remember again.

Finally, the complicated ceremony was nearing its end. Fan Chen fixed on the altar, his eyes calm, staring at the demon below, and then a towering giant tree emerged faintly behind him.

That was ... Mi Wan stood up excitedly, it must be the phantom of Fan Chen's original form, damn, why can't it be more obvious, only a rough outline.

Mi Wan padd her toes and wished to rush forward to take a closer look, but she also knew clearly that the phantom would no longer be clear, even if she moved closer together was useless. Even closer, she probably could not even see the outline of this phantom.

It was an incomparably tall tree, which seemed to stand between the heavens and the earth like a giant pillar of sky, and there were countless branches extending above the thick trunk, but because it was too illusory, it merged with the sky. It's hard to see. In the meantime, there are countless huge blades exuding dazzling brilliance, demonstrating the master's powerful and unshakable power, and standing boldly.

Mi Wan couldn't help but looked up, wanting to see the highest point of the ghost image, but the more upward, the less real. In desperation, she could only withdraw her gaze, and fell towards the body of the phantom. There was even a color of admiration on her face that was too late to recover. Froze.

I saw that a thick black energy, like a dark drill, was spinning at high speed and drilled from Fan Chen's chest, curing her for half a year, and finally it was only a little bit of wound that suddenly broke .

Fan Chen's hand holding the staff was unconsciously tight, but there was no trace of ripples on his face. He tried hard to maintain his posture so that the festival could end smoothly. At this moment, he suddenly felt a scorching eye falling straight on him.

Who dare to look at him so much during the festival?

Fan Chen frowned, looked over, and then met a pair of angry black eyes.

Fan Chen was startled: Mi Wan, why is she here?

Mi Wan looked at him in the distance, pointing in the direction of his chest, and asked with a lip: Why is this happening?

Fan Chen lowered his eyes, concealed the surprise in his eyes, and restored the initial indifference, as if he did not see Mi Wan as he continued the festival. In the end, the last word of the sacrifice was dropped, and at the same time, the phantom of the towering giant tree disappeared and returned to Fan Chen's body. But Mi Wanming clearly saw that the leaves of the tree full of glory did not become more dazzling because of the end of the sacrifice, but dimmed a lot.

What's going on, why is Fan Chen's body weakening when every demon clan seems to be benefiting immensely?

At the end of the sacrifice, Fan Chen turned around and moved the staff in his hand. The altar and his body were transformed into countless green leaves in a wave of demon power and scattered in the air.

At this time, all the demon races on the top of the mountain seemed to be awake. They all fell down together, with their heads on their heads, expressing their gratitude to the fallen leaves that were too late to drift. Even the little white fox in Mi Wan's arms struggled to the ground, bowed his head and bowed his head, thanking the festival.

When the green leaves completely dispersed, the demon on the top of the mountain gradually spread out. Their two and three companions, the demon clan with flying ability and the demon clan without flying ability disappeared on the top of the mountain in a flash. After a while, only the two demon, Mi Wan and Uncle Nephew, remained on the top of Qianwu Mountain.

The fiery fox demon picked up the little white fox, throwing his nephew on his back with his neck, and then walked to Mi Wan at a brisk pace, and asked with a smile: "Master Mi, the festival is good."

"Really good." Mi Wan nodded.

"Although you are a human being, you can't feel the blessings of nature to the demon race, but if you can feel it up close, you should also gain something." Quan Juncai asked.

"Not only harvest, but also fright." Mi Wan said quietly.

"Huh?" Quan Jun was puzzled. "What's the fright?"

Mi Wan looked at the red fox in front of him and found that he was purely puzzled. Obviously he did not find the abnormality in Fan Chen. Could it be that the wound on Fan Chen's chest could only be seen by himself?

"It's nothing." Mi Wan shook his head gently.

"Then let's go back." Quan Jun looked at the sky and said, "Go back now, just in time for lunch."

"Let's go first," Mi Wan said suddenly.

"How do you go back if we leave?" Quan Jun wondered, and then looked back at the direction of the altar as if he had thought of something, with a smirk, and said, "OK, let's go first."

With that said, the fiery red fox rushed forward a few steps, the whole body rushed out of the cliff, emptied away, and disappeared beyond the horizon in a blink of an eye.

There was no one else on the top of the mountain at this time. Mi Wan jumped from the boulder, stepped on the soft grass that was born underneath, and walked step by step to the place where Fan Chen disappeared. Give the phone, will you come out again? "

As soon as the words fell, Fan Chen's figure appeared in front of Mi Wan out of thin air. He was still wearing that complicated sacrificial dress and his long hair was still scattered, but the staff was gone.

"Why are you here?" Fan Chen looked at the girl in front of him with a complex expression.

"Quan Jun invited me to come." Mi Wan replied.

Although I guessed it for a long time, Fan Chen still couldn't help but scolded in his heart when he heard Quan Juncai's name: troublesome fox.

"His face is so ugly, is this not welcome to me?" Mi Wan asked.

"No." Fan Chen shook his head.

"That's too hurt, it hurts?" Mi Wan looked at Fan Chen's chest. Although the black energy was not as violent as before, it was still eroding Fan Chen's chest.

"It's okay, just rest for a while." Fan Chen clutched his chest to prevent Mi Wan from seeing the black gas above it.

"Then if there is no big deal, can you please explain why all the demon clan in a ritual ceremony has been improved above physical strength and demon power, only you ... this look." Mi Wan asked directly .

"Because I am a sacrificial priest, I need to consume a lot of demon power," Fan Chen explained.

"Is the injury on your body that you have come to host the festival every year?" Mi Wan felt that his guess was extremely reasonable. With Fan Xiu as his practice, there was almost no power in the world to hurt him. But if this power is the loss caused by the festival, then it is much more reasonable.

Fan Chen smiled, without refuting, even admitted.

"Why must there be this ritual?" If every time the ritual is performed, the body must be damaged, then there must be a reason for Fan Chen to do it.

"This has always been my duty." Fan Chen replied.

"Duty of the demon king?"

"No." Fan Chen shook his head and asked without answering, "Every spring, do you know which plant is the first to sense spring?"

Mi Wan shook his head.

"It's me." Fan Chen smiled. "Every year, every year, I feel the spring first. Every leaf on my body can be sensed. Then there is a voice in the dark telling me, quickly Tell the other creatures this news, let the whole world know that spring is here. "

Talent mission? ! Suddenly such a word popped out of Mi Wan's mind.

"Wan Wan, do you know? Every thing in this world has a reason for its existence, but only a few people can sense it. Those who can sense it, he knows what he should do? She is also doing this unknowingly, which is called the talent mission. "This is a paragraph that the master told her when she was very young.

"Before, I only needed to shake the leaves to disperse the news, but now the spirit of the world is too weak, I can only convey it through the festival." Fan Chen looked at the distant mountains and said slowly, " You are not a demon clan, you do n’t understand how important the spring breeze that springs every year is to the demon clan. "

"But how long can you stay like this?" Mi Wan asked worriedly. At one festival, the black hole in Fan Chen's chest expanded by one third. At this rate, Fan Chen could also preside over several festivals.

"You don't worry, I will be fine." Fan Chen said easily. "When the spring wind blows over, the plants turn green and the flowers bloom, I will get a rebate from nature, and the wound will be repaired soon."

"If it will be repaired, why is your chest still hurt?" Mi Wan asked.

"Because ... not all plants have the opportunity to give me back." Fan Chen said softly.

Not all plants have the opportunity to rebate? What do you mean?