Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Thinking of what she said before, she couldn't help feeling her face burn.

Jiang Chen's accomplishments in the formation, I'm afraid he can outshine her eighteenth place, and she also said that others are ghosts.

But immediately she began to moan and whine again, after all, who would have thought that a reckless man who was carrying a sandbag all day long and chasing ghost hammers with big fists would know how to do magic tricks?

"It's okay to watch, but it's not for nothing." Jiang Chen stared at her and said.

Wrapped in Chen Xue's jeans, a pair of slender and round thighs couldn't help being clamped: "What do you want?"

"Hmm...my request is a little too much." Jiang Chen hesitated.

Noticing that his fiery gaze seemed to linger on her chest, Chen Xue couldn't help but look nervous, and took a few steps back vigilantly.

Too much to ask? This lonely man and widow don't need to think about what the other party wants to do!

"Tell me what it is first!" She didn't dare to agree, and asked with a blushing face.

"In exchange for your small jade sword." Jiang Chen said with some embarrassment.

After all, this is their life-saving card.

But there is one of his life principles - don't lose money.

It means that no matter what you do, you can’t lose money. It’s not about earning more and earning less. It’s a matter of principle.

"Ah..." Chen Xue was stunned for a long time.

Thought you were going to say something, but in the end you wanted a small jade sword?

I'm such a beautiful woman, but I can't compare to a life-saving magic weapon...

She breathed a sigh of relief at first, then gritted her teeth a little bit, stretched her hand into the neckline angrily, and pulled the little sword off: "Take it, take it!"

Jiang Chen took it, subconsciously put it to his nose and smelled it, um, it smells very milky.

Chen Xue blushed and stared at him.

snort! man!

"This small sword is not of high grade, it's just low-grade and high-grade. The advantage is that it has a special effect. It can accumulate aura in the air at ordinary times, and when it explodes at a critical moment, it can temporarily increase the user's strength by one or two small levels."

"But if your strength is too strong, the effect will be much weaker."

"I found this on the black market by chance."

"Is it okay now?"

At the end, her eyes lit up again, full of anticipation.

Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay, but you'd better watch it quickly, time is limited."

His demon power is almost exhausted now.

In fact, very little monster power is needed to activate the palm thunder, but it needs a lot of monster power to maintain it.

With a thought, Jiang Chen poured demon power into the golden symbol in his hand, that is, the Thunder Talisman of Little Palm Thunder, and the radiance lit up, and eighteen layers of formation patterns emerged.

Chen Xue was attracted all of a sudden, and bent over to get closer, watching without blinking, amazed and tongue-tied while watching.

"You don't have to try to memorize them all. It is impossible for you to draw this combined talisman pattern, and each separate pattern is incomplete, but it is worth using your magical weapon just to gain some insights from it. gone."

Jiang Chen opened his mouth to remind.

In fact, if Chen Xue could outline a powerful formation after reading it, he would never show it.

As the saying goes, if you are pregnant, you are guilty.

It doesn't matter just to provide some insights.

Hearing this, Chen Xue didn't react at all, she had thought of this a long time ago.

...

...

About seven or eight minutes later.

"Ding, the demonization is over, and no permanent magical powers or demonized parts have been obtained."

Unsurprisingly, his face was still dark.

Jiang Chen suspects that he was an African in his previous life.

At the same time, he also discovered that this demon transformation system is completely different from other people's coquettish sluts. If it is said to be one percent, it is not ambiguous at all.

"It's so real..."

The strength in his body receded like a tide, and a sense of weakness came over him, making Jiang Chen feel his body being hollowed out instantly.

The formation pattern lost the support of the demon power and fell back into the palm of the hand.

"Ah! Why is it gone!" Chen Xue stomped her feet anxiously.

Jiang Chen ignored her, quickly took out a small bottle, and stuffed two crystal-clear Gathering Pills into his mouth. He had tried it before, and this thing could restore demon power.

The elixir melted in one sip, nourishing Jiang Chen's almost dry body.

Jiang Chen only looked at Chen Xue, who was upset, after feeling the monster power condensed in his body that was enough to urge the little palm thunder.

"Who will watch this in such a short amount of time, Jiang Chen, you profiteer!"

"I haven't seen enough, no, no, I still need to see, I still want to..."

The girl was rolling around, grabbing her sleeve, and Jiang Chen felt a little helpless: "Okay, come to me in two days, and I'll show you again."

"Really?" Hearing the promise, Chen Xue immediately opened her eyes and smiled, a cunning flashed in her eyes that was not easy to detect.

In fact, what she gained just now was already terrifying.

On the one hand, it is the understanding of the Dao, and on the other hand, it is the perception of practice.

Chen Xue felt that if she went back to retreat for a month or two, she might have a chance to step into D+, and then she would completely change her fate, from an ordinary branch of a family to a branch of a good family.

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded speechlessly: "Let's go, take me back first."

"Okay, Boss Jiang!" Chen Xue was as obedient as a little secretary, peeking at Jiang Chen from time to time, as if she was looking at a treasure, especially when she looked at his left hand, her eyes were very hot.

...

It seemed too excited. Along the way, Chen Xue drove the 911 to take off.

Fortunately, it is early morning, and there are almost no cars and people on the road.

Entering the urban area, there are still two streets to the Yuyuan Community. On the corner of the street here, a mobile barbecue stall is open. The middle-aged stall owner is grilling skewers on the stall. Appears to be some kind of fresh animal offal.

The only customer sat at the folding table, in a trench coat, with his face buried under a hat.

There was a pile of leftover picks in front of him, and he seemed to be bored during the waiting process. He was lining up his hands and imitating the posture of playing the piano on the table.

No sound came out, but the expression on the man's face was very intoxicated, as if he could hear the silent movement under his knuckles.

When Jiang Chen looked over, the other party raised one hand very gracefully, and pressed the other on his chest, as if thanking the audience.

Because the car was driving too fast, it flew out with a whoosh.

What Jiang Chen didn't see was.

After the man's "curtain call", he stopped playing the piano, and then, the owner of the barbecue stall on the side froze and fell to the ground, with blood slowly seeping out from under the clothes on his stomach.

The man stood up, raised the brim of his hat, and with a strange smile on his lips, he walked in the direction where 911 left.