She is a Great Demon Hunter

Although the monster just came and hurried, Mi Wan recognized it as a bat monster.

Mi Wan carried the barbecue and could not help running after chasing for a distance. The reason was not that he was not able to catch up, but that the batman's enchantment was too weak, and she was afraid that she would not be able to sense it when she was away.

Mi Wan, who has only dealt with the big demon, has not encountered such troubles. She can't adapt to it for a while, and it simply destroys her talents to catch demon calmly. Fortunately, the bat demon's lair seemed to be nearby. After Mi Wan chased for more than ten minutes, the demon qi stopped.

Mi Wan stopped and wiped her sweat. When she was about to continue to move forward, she suddenly saw two familiar figures running past her.

"Master, the sensor has responded, there is demonishness over there." After that, the two of them turned from the road in front of Mi Wan and ran in the opposite direction of the bat demon.

"..." Even the demon qi can feel wrong, stupid like this, the demon catcher now really humiliates our old seniors who were 500 years ago. Mi Wan continued to walk towards where the bat demon was, while deeply shaking his head and sighing for the qualification of the demon catcher.

Mi Wan ran forward for about 500 meters, and finally found a manhole cover under a bridge hole, opened the manhole cover, Mi Wan did not hesitate, jumped down.

At the moment of entering the sewer, Mi Wan felt a subtle wave of demon power. She knew that this was the racial ability of the bat demon. In modern terms, it should be called ultrasound, which is used to sense foreign enemies. There is a way for Mi Wan to prevent the other party from perceiving her arrival, but she is in trouble and rushes in.

"Hoo ~~"

Sure enough, as soon as she landed, a strong wind swept over. Mi Wan shunned sideways, holding the takeaway in one hand, and gesturing with **** together into a sword, waving his air into the air.

"Ah!" There was a scream and the sound of heavy objects falling in the darkness.

"Are you actually a demon catcher?" Mi Wan couldn't see the appearance of the bat demon in the dark, but the bat demon recognized Mi Wan, he didn't think of it, he just rejected the woman who was too ugly to catch Is a demon catcher.

Mi Wan did not rush to answer, but reached for his pocket, took out the phone, unlocked it, and turned on the flashlight program. By the way, he sighed: "This phone is really convenient."

"..." Where are the steamed buns.

After enjoying the lighting function of the mobile phone, Mi Wan shone the flashlight on the face of the bat demon, disgusted and said: "Third-order demon? You have broken my record of catching demon ~~"

lowest.

"Are you from the Association of Monster Hunters?" The Bat Monster asked.

"No." Mi Wan was wondering what to do with the bat demon. According to the habit of five hundred years ago, this kind of captive demon caught and killed directly. But in this era, murder seems to be illegal. Do n’t know if this murderer does n’t violate the law? I knew I had a phone call with sparrow essence last time.

"Is it a crime to kill the demon?" Mi Wan, who had no demon to ask, had to ask the ready-made bat demon.

"You ... you're going to kill me?" The Bat Monster suddenly scared his face, although his face was white. "You are not the Association of Catchers, what are you doing to kill me?"

Feelings In this society, it is not the Association of Demon Hunters. Is there any reason to kill the demon?

Mi Wan hesitated for a while, if he had to find a reason: "Why did you skip me when I was just robbed? Are you ugly?"

"No ... I don't think you are ugly, I can't hold it." After that, the Bat Monster is even more desperate. Is there a difference between these two reasons?

"Let's kill it. Anyway, it's so hidden here. No one will know if you kill it. Besides, a police officer who doesn't know about a bat will die." Mi Wan said to do it. Tianling cover photographed.

"Master don't kill me, I'll give you money." Bat Demon is anxious and wise, offering life-saving magic weapon and soft sister currency.

Mi Wan made a quick move, walked over, squatted down, broke apart the bat demon, fearing to wrap his wings, and smiled kindly: "Is there a million?"

"... Yes ..." responded with a trembling bat.

"Transfer ..." Mi Wan skillfully opened a treasure collection code. She recently scanned the code for someone. This is the first time someone has scanned the code for her.

"I only have 300,000 on a treasure ..."

Mi Wan frowned.

"I ... there are still a few antiques, very valuable, all ... all for you ..." The bat monster quickly added, afraid that it was too late, and that palm will be photographed on his own cover.

Yes, the demon clan has lived for a long time, and there are still antiques. Mi Wan reluctantly agreed: "First turn 300,000."

The bat monster did not dare to neglect, took out his mobile phone and quickly turned to 300,000 in the past, and said where he had hidden the antique. Mi Wan received the money, raised an iron fist, and knocked the bat demon out.

Then suddenly he was sad: when he killed the demon, he picked up a few copper plates at most, and he only had to buy two biscuits ~~~

"Master, this is here." Huang Maoqing called out with a mirror-like thing in his hand, pointing at the sewer entrance.

"I'll go down first." After that, the dark-haired young man took the magic weapon and jumped in first.

Mi Wan saw that they had come by the signal he gave, and he left with confidence.

"Xiangzhen, come down." The black-haired youth went down for a while and yelled his brother.

Huang Mao heard Master Shi shouting at himself, and jumped down from above. When he saw the situation in the cave, he was surprised for a while. I saw that the bat demon they had been chasing for a week had been beaten back to their original shape, Pink hair bands were tied together and thrown beside the two unconscious girls.

"Is this someone who we have controlled this bat demon first?" Xiang Zhen stared at the pink hair circle for a long time and couldn't get back to it. Could this be ... tie the demon rope?

"Save people first." The dark-haired young man threw the bat demon into the demon-collecting bag endlessly, and then jumped out of the sewer with a girl carrying his brother.

Fan Chen left for a few days and went back home to find two more blue and white porcelain vases on his living room table. After a little thought, I immediately guessed who sent it.

It is true.

He wasn't that bad as a flower pot, but just listened to the fat girl's life and death, and just offered a price. After giving a glance to those two blue and white porcelains, Fan Chen went straight upstairs to take a hot bath for himself. They don't have to be as troublesome as the human race to take a bath every day, but Fan Chen likes this lifestyle of the human race. Although it is a little troublesome, it has a sense of alive ritual.

After wiping her hair, Fan Chen looked at the time, which was almost the time when the girl next door climbed the wall. This thought only came together, and sure enough his enchantment on the surrounding wall moved.

Hey!

Immediately upon turning over the fence, Mi Wan immediately noticed the demon power of the elder brother of the next demon, and he immediately looked at him with joy, stepping on the fence and ran in the direction of Fan Chen. That healthy posture and that obese body simply violated human science.

Seeing Mi Wan running here, Fan Chen knew she was looking for herself, so she took the initiative to come out of the room.

"You're back?" Mi Wan saw the demon brother who actively appeared on the balcony, his eyebrows were suddenly bent, his eyes were smiling.

Fan Chen saw her like this, and the ghost was so distracted by the picture that a few days ago, the other person closed her eyes to let him "come" when she lied to her. Suddenly his face fell, his eyebrows twisted: "Find me?"

"Well, I've been waiting for you for a few days, and you're home." Mi Wan said, turning around and turning things in the shoulder bag she was carrying. This shoulder bag was still a grocery bag she had secretly borrowed from the kitchen. Ever since she explored the surroundings deeper and deeper, the more she found to eat and drink, she moved home like a little hamster every day. Of course, in order not to be discovered by Ye Guanjia's family, she also moved the garbage she generated independently every day.

Come back home?

For Fan Chen, this house was just a place where he lived temporarily, and it could not be called home, and no one would wait for him at home.

An unfamiliar emotion crossed from the bottom of his heart. Before he could figure out what it was, he saw that Mi Wan suddenly pulled out a milk tea cup and stretched it out in his direction.

"This drink for you is good for your injury." Although the injured person is as accustomed as if nothing happened every day, Mi Wan felt eye pain every time he saw it.

"You know I am injured?" Fan Chen was startled.

"The chest is so big, I'm not blind." Mi Wan rolled his eyes, feeling that the guy thought he had boundless powers, and others couldn't see it.

"..." After a moment of silence, Fan Chen soon understood. Mi Wan's body has the power of Qiankun Vine. Qiankun Vine is his source of power. Mi Wan can break through the boundary he has set up and enter this yard freely, and naturally he can break the barrier and find his chest injury.

"Can you cure my injury?" Fan Chen had some doubts. The demon's body was strong. Usually, as long as the demon is not destroyed, no matter how serious the injury is, he can be healed by himself. Therefore, the demon does not need medical treatment like the human race.

"The medicines made by our teachers can speed up the recovery of your demon clan, you try it." Then, Mi Wan threw the milk tea in his hand over the air, and the cup began to fall when it reached the highest point of the parabola. Suddenly a vine drilled out of the ground, the delicate branches wrapped around the body of the cup, continued to stretch upward, and steadily brought the cup to Fan Chen.

"Why give me medicine?" Fan Chen asked.

"Isn't this always climbing the wall of your house? And last time I got my soul out, you helped me too. I had wanted to give it to you long ago, but I do n’t have enough spiritual power now, the medicine is a bit slow to make, and it was made the day before yesterday. I have been carrying it with me for the past two days, and every day I climbed the wall to see if you come back. "Mi Wan recounted his intentions.

"Thank you." Fan Chen was stunned and reached for the milk tea cup from the vine.

"Actually nothing?" Mi Wan scratched his head embarrassedly, "I guess I have to trouble you in the future." Not to mention climbing the wall, I have to continue to climb for three months. She went back.

Fan Chen did not refuse, in fact, the return of Qiankun Teng's demon power is also good for him.

"By the way, I found two vases in your living room. Did you see it? Is it worth a million? If it is not enough, I still have 300,000 here." Mi Wan does n’t know much about antiques, she just I simply think that the Bat Monster is a two-hundred-year-old goblin. The antique in his hand must not be as valuable as the antique in the hands of a big demon such as Fan Chen, so he gave two at one go.

"Value." More than just value, at least ten times more than.

"That's good." Unexpectedly, the debt was paid off so quickly. Mi Wan was very happy. "Then you must drink the medicine quickly to see if it works."

Looking down at the cup in his hand, he did feel a very comfortable breath from it, holding a try mentality, Fan Chen pulled out the straw that was placed with the milk tea cup, burst the seal, and took a sip.

The entrance is a sweet fragrance. Fan Chen, who has never drank milk tea, is a little uncomfortable, but as milk tea enters the body, a warm stream gradually fills his body.

This warm current flows from the stomach through the meridians to the limbs, and then gathers from the limbs to the demon, and finally flows from the demon to his injured chest. Its numb wounds that had been painful throughout the years, itching and itching in the waves of warmth.

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