Urban Demon Slayer

Wang Qianchen quickly took out his cell phone and took note of it.

"Okay, I'm waiting for your call!" The Eighth Prince patted Wang Qianchen's shoulder again, glanced at Mr. Honglou and other demons next to him, his expression of satisfaction became more intense, and then turned to Dashan and said, "Even if Shi The crocodiles were not killed by the Gaoping City Demon Slayer Team, but since we are here, let’s kill them easily.”

"Okay!" Dashan nodded again.

"Eighth Prince!" Upon hearing this, Wang Qianchen immediately became nervous, and then said with a serious expression: "Thank you for your respect, I really...I really have no words to express! If you can trust me, Gaoping City's Demon Slayer Team, Just leave it to me to solve it, it’s my vote to join the Ten Thousand Demons Association!”

"Okay!" The Eighth Prince thought for a while and then agreed: "But don't be anxious, just take your time. I'm waiting for your good news!"

The Eighth Prince was obviously very optimistic about Wang Qianchen and nodded towards him.

Dashan's body flashed with white light and turned into a huge mountain eagle, and then the eight kings

I jumped on its back. The mountain eagle suddenly flapped its wings and flew high into the sky carrying the Eighth Prince. After a while, it disappeared without a trace.

Wang Qianchen sat down on the ground, panting and trembling all over.

The same goes for Mr. Honglou and other demons. They all collapsed on the ground with pale faces.

"Oh my God, he is the Eighth Prince!"

"I've only heard of his name before, but this is the first time I've seen him in person!"

"It doesn't seem that scary, it's quite kind..."

"Be kind? That's being kind to the master! This guy has killed countless monsters and people! It's a good thing that he thought the master was a monster and a friend of the stone crocodile, otherwise we would all be left here. The master was really crying just now It’s a good time to cry, it’s a great time to cry!”

Several monsters trembled when they heard Mr. Huang's name, not to mention the Eighth Prince, the cave master of the Taihang Cave of the Ten Thousand Monsters Association. They felt like they were surviving a disaster.

Wang Qianchen waited for a long time, then suddenly laughed "hehehe"

got up.

"It's over, the master was frightened..." Banzhu said in horror.

"You were the one who was frightened, right? You usually curse the world, why didn't you say anything just now?" Wang Qianchen glanced up and down at Brick swimming in the air.

"Are you kidding me? I'm scared to death? The Demon Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons Association has to be polite when he sees me, not to mention he is just a Cave Master of Taihang Cave! If I were just a brick, I would definitely scold him bloody Boss! Aren’t we worried about hurting you..." Ban Brick said proudly.

Wang Qianchen had long been accustomed to bragging. He sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "I catered to the Eighth Prince just now to avoid disaster, but now that I think about it, it doesn't seem to be entirely a bad thing!"

All the demons looked at him.

"Don't I want to find Mr. Huang? Now that Shi Crocodile is dead, this line is broken, but I have the eighth prince's mobile phone number, and he is particularly fond of me..." Wang Qianchen said solemnly, Light gradually came out of his eyes.

All the demons suddenly realized and understood

Got what he meant.

Third Master Huang is a subordinate of the Eighth Prince. Now that he has joined the Eighth Prince, are you still worried about not being able to find that guy?

Maybe, even the Eighth Prince can cook it in one pot!

Although I don’t have any plans now, as long as I get in touch with him, there will definitely be opportunities in the future.

Just when Wang Qianchen was still making secret calculations, he heard the sound of "boom boom boom" coming from the lake. When he looked up, he saw Wei Zihua and He Jun walking over the water from the air!

Wang Qianchen immediately put the monsters into the Qiankun bag and stood on the shore waiting.

As Wei Zihua and He Jun got closer, they discovered that they were not flying on the water, but sitting on an air speedboat.

As soon as they reached the shore, they saw the carcass of the crocodile.

"Done?" Wei Zihua looked excited.

"Well, it's done!" Wang Qianchen said, dumbfounded: "The speedboat can condense, why didn't you come here earlier?"

"If I want to condense something, I must understand its structure. I have never been exposed to speedboats before, and I just searched for half of them online.

Oh my God, I just made this thing! "After Wei Zihua finished explaining, he walked up to the crocodile and found that the crocodile was dead. He said, "Have you found out the whereabouts of Mr. Huang? "

"No..." Wang Qianchen shook his head and told what happened just now.

"Eighth Prince?!" Wei Zihua was shocked. They were both from Shanxi Province and naturally knew the name of the Eighth Prince. However, He Jun was from Qingcheng Mountain and had never heard of this monster. He could only listen to what the two of them said. I said a word.

"Good fellow, as a demon slayer, you are the first person in history to be able to escape from the hands of the Eighth Prince!" After listening to Wang Qianchen's story, Wei Zihua felt a little frightened, and then asked: "Then what are you going to do? What are you going to do when you come down?"

"I plan to provide Commander Song with the Eighth Prince's mobile phone number after I return, and ask him to help see if he can locate the Eighth Prince."

"It's a good idea. If someone from above takes action, the Eighth Prince will definitely die!"

Wei Zihua nodded.

(End of chapter)