Urban Demon Slayer

After practicing for a while, there was still no progress. Although Wang Qianchen had already guessed the result, he still couldn't help but feel a little frustrated from the bottom of his heart. Du Hong and others have risen to the peak level with him. They are now in the middle stage and heading towards the later stage, but he still stays where he is.

"You can't rely on the demon brother every time..." Wang Qianchen muttered to himself. He had heard Ban Zhuan say before that repeatedly waking up the sleeping demon brother would actually delay its ability to repair its soul.

"It would be great if I could still get that spiritual pill... Although I don't know the origin of the evil god of the [Guangfuhui], he is really good at making that thing." Wang Qianchen couldn't help but think about it.

[Guangfu Hui] has planted many nails in Daxia now. [Demon Slayer] and [Tian Abandoned] have been infiltrated by it, but those people will not work for him in vain. "Spirit Pill" is obviously a kind of thing that is enough to make people... Hard currency that many practitioners are jealous of.

After a cultivator has gained a certain level of strength, he or she will generally no longer be short of money, and can earn a lot even by working as a bodyguard for others. Chase

Seeking a higher realm has become their only goal. It is indeed very effective for evil gods to use this thing to corrupt those who are not determined!

But how to find these people and get the spiritual pills from their hands is naturally an extremely difficult task.

Song Chongjian and Chen Wanhe couldn't do it, so why did Wang Qianchen have such dazzling eyes and so much luck?

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reason. Wang Qianchen temporarily put these things behind him and concentrated on waiting for Baibianjun's call. He should approach Chen Wanhe first and find Wei Zihua's remaining limbs.

As a result, I waited for a full week, and there was no news at all from Baibianjun.

Wang Qianchen called him, but there was a "phone has been turned off" tone.

That shouldn't be the case. Chen Wanhe had invited him to join Tianqi before...

Wang Qianchen frowned, puzzled.

…

Suzhou City.

After Tan Zuo finished his day's work, he returned to his home to slay demons.

When I arrived at the base, I was just about to lie down and rest for a while when I found a folded note on the bedside. I picked it up and looked at it. I frowned immediately. After thinking for a while, I turned around and went out.

Arriving in an alley two streets away, Tan Zuo had just stood still when a tall figure emerged from the darkness.

"What's the matter?" Tan Zuo said in a deep voice.

"How are you lately? Are you in any trouble? I can help you solve it!" The Black Bear King touched his head, his dark face full of sincerity.

"I'm fine! That's the Demon Slayer base, how could you just enter?" Tan Zuo was a little angry.

"Why don't you answer the phone..."

"I told you I'm fine. Please don't follow me anymore! I'm a demon slayer and you're a monster. We're incompatible. Do you understand?" Tan Zuo tried his best to suppress his anger. If it hadn't been for the Black Bear King who had helped him a few times, This time, he wanted to report this matter to his superiors, and said angrily: "Also, I heard that you were recently picked on by Nan Yao Huang Feng Jiujiu. Instead of caring about me, why don't you care about me?

Yourself? "

"Ah, I'm fine with that. Although Feng Jiujiu can't stand me, our Eastern Demon Emperor Bai Kuanghai is not a vegetarian! She would never dare to touch me. At most, she would ask her subordinates to harass me... Hehe, just... I won’t take anything these men say seriously!” The Black Bear King looked unconcerned.

When it comes to the level of the Demon Emperor, Tan Zuo is not one who can comment, so he can only say: "Anyway, you should be careful and behave in a low-key manner. The Southern Demon Emperor is staring at you, and the Demon Slayer is also staring at you, and he is still running around outside all day long. !”

"Haha, it's okay. Who am I afraid of? You asked me to protect you, so I have to fulfill my responsibility." The Black Bear King grinned.

"...Well, if you really have nothing to do, can you go and protect my friend?"

"Who?"

"Wang Qianchen, you have seen him. He has been wanted recently and he has not allowed me to intervene. I am very worried about him!" This is the thing that Tan Zuo is most worried about. He exchanges news with Du Hong every now and then.

"You asked me to protect you, didn't you

Let me protect him! "The Black Bear King frowned, with reluctance written all over his face.

"...If something happens to him, I won't be able to survive, so just think of it as doing me a favor." Tan Zuo begged again.

"Okay, since you asked, I'll make a trip!" The Black Bear King agreed, and after finding out where Wang Qianchen was, he summoned a big bird and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Tan Zuo breathed out and turned back.

…

In the south, on a high mountain.

At the highest point of the mountain, a sycamore tree stands at the top. Other sycamore trees can grow up to ten meters long, but this one is a hundred meters high, almost piercing the sky. It is really cold at high places.

What's even more surprising is that there is a little girl sitting on such a tall sycamore tree.

This little girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was pretty and cute, with a thin figure. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow her down, but she was sitting peacefully on the top of the tree. No matter how the night wind howled, she remained unmoved. move!

(End of chapter)