Qingzhou City, the Demon-Suppressing Division.
For an ordinary school captain, this is just an ordinary day. Except for the recent decrease in the number of monsters, which suddenly makes him feel a lot more relaxed, there haven't been many other changes.
The more clever ones among the generals had already noticed something strange.
It wasn't because they were well-informed, it was just that they accidentally saw the figure of Senior Wu, who was wandering around in the Yamen as a demon hunter from Jin Ling.
When did the demon hunters in Qingzhou ever have such leisure time?
Even Grandma Aqian was able to come back to rest for a while because the general troops went to Beijing.
etc--
Jiang Jiang looked forward and saw the petite figure waiting for Senior Wu with his little hands behind his back. Who else could it be besides Granny Aqian.
Just when they were confused.
In the general's residence, Jiang Yuanhua had written the letter in advance, sealed it carefully, put in a bell, and then handed it to You Longtao next to him.
"Go and come back quickly."
"good."
After You Longtao learned that his junior sister and General Shen had returned, he rushed back to Qingzhou City as quickly as possible.
But until now, holding the cold bell in his palm, he still felt a little dazed.
Although no one told him anything.
But since they went to ambush the Little Demon King, the junior sisters came back, and they came back so quickly, with no wounds on their bodies, and even A Qian and Senior Wu started to tremble, that can only mean that the Little Demon King is already dead.
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In just a few days, the demonic disaster that gave Qingzhou a splitting headache unexpectedly disappeared so quietly.
You Longtao now feels like he is in a dream, and he is afraid that he will wake up if he makes any big movements.
But why didn't the solemn look on Master's face disappear? The look he tried so hard to hide became even more unsettling.
"Go ahead."
Jiang Yuanhua waved his hand, interrupting the eldest disciple's intention to ask.
Although things are already developing out of control.
But now it is equivalent to completely withdrawing oneself from this matter and leaving the fate of the entire Qingzhou to the higher-ups to decide.
He couldn't feel any relief, only deep powerlessness.
Cultivation, realm!
Even though he was already a martial immortal who was envied and awed by countless people, Jiang Yuanhua still felt that it was not enough.
Release the little demon king and wait for his breakthrough, Qingzhou will be destroyed.
Killing the little demon king will lead to a completely unbeatable big demon, and Qingzhou will also be destroyed.
No matter what you choose...you have no choice.
The reason is just that this demon who went out to travel happened to choose Daqian and happened to come here, without any reason.
Watching You Longtao turn around and leave the courtyard.
Jiang Yuanhua took the sword and wiped it carefully, his frown slowly relaxing.
When worries have no meaning, at least now, everyone can get a moment of relaxation.
"General Shen is really incomprehensible."
He looked at an open letter pressed under the long sword. It briefly asked for news about a certain junior brother, and it was signed as a disciple of Qingqiu.
Jiang Yuanhua raised his eyebrows slightly, brushed his fingers over the sword, and a stream of light fell down, leaving a neat line of handwriting on the letter paper.
"I don't know. I haven't heard of it. If you have any questions, please contact the Martial Arts Temple."
Thousands of demon caves have been offended. If you have many debts, you won't be worried. If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. How can Qingzhou be destroyed by you twice? It's just a disciple. You really don't think that Wu Xian is a monk.
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Inside the courtyard of Zhen Mo Si.
Li Xinhan untied the ferocious wolf's cloak with one hand and threw it casually on the stone table.
"Study, learn, learn, what's the use of optics?" Li Mujin said blankly to him, what kind of temperament, painting a tiger can't be like a dog.
"I want to learn something else. Do you understand what I'm learning?" Li Xinhan curled his lips and picked up the cloak honestly.
The other dozen or so captains suppressed their laughter, while Ma Tao and others turned their gazes to the empty room.
They rode a carriage with the young man to Qingzhou, and they could still vaguely picture the side house in Boyun County in their minds, with the young man standing sideways, his palm resting on the scabbard, silently looking out.
Ma Tao was knocked to the ground casually, and he regarded this incident as a great shame and humiliation for several days.
It's completely different now.
I can take a move from the demon-suppressing general, and I can still stand here alive and well. I won't be ashamed no matter where I go, but it will be a matter of honor for my ancestors.
Even this small villa is now jokingly called the Thirteenth Demon-Suppressing General's Mansion.
Although their status is completely different from that of General Shen, the fact that they lived in the same courtyard is worthy of being engraved on the family tree.
Suddenly, a tall figure stepped into the courtyard.
He nodded slightly towards everyone and then entered the house.
Ma Tao rubbed his eyes: "..."
The Li family siblings were also stunned for a long time. No, they have become demon-suppressing generals, and they can still live in such a wretched place.
Are the Demon-Suppressing Divisions so stingy now?
Li Xinhan fell silent and nodded slightly towards the big tree in front of him. Feeling something was not right, he adjusted his posture slightly, walked around casually, and nodded slightly again.
"I want to kick you."
Li Mujin glared at him with disgust, but carefully lowered her voice for fear of disturbing Shen Yi.
inside the house.
Shen Yi lay lazily on the bed.
The black light black armor was broken into pieces, and he just didn't like it because it was uncomfortable to wear.
His palms brushed against the bag at his waist.
I haven't done anything else in the past two days, and all my thoughts have been on these few precious phantoms of my own.
After a short period of familiarity, he probably figured out how to use it.
Pieces of bronze armor parts were seen flying out of the pockets, and then hanging around the body. On the Bull Demon's body, a single shoulder armor was more than ten feet wide, but on Shen Yi's body, it became a normal size.
He looked at the right shoulder pad.
Scanning the deep gap above, Shen Yi felt a little pity in her eyes and couldn't help but pat the back of her hand.
What a good thing, but a flaw was suddenly made out of it.
Then he took out the bronze mirror.
Compared to this set of armor, the bronze mirror was even worse. The edges caused by Jiang Qiulan were cracked, and there were also some minor cracks on the mirror surface.
It can definitely be used, but it will have some effects.
It's best to find a skilled craftsman to help repair it.
The ring-shou sword was too huge. Shen Yi had no idea about it for the time being. However, the red cloud was a bit interesting. He tried riding it for a while. If he didn't skimp on his cultivation and put all his energy into it, it would be at least five times faster than Xiaoyao Chengfeng Jue. become.
And he hasn't been able to gather the true Tao Ying yet.
By the time his cultivation is similar to that of the Little Demon King, it will probably be about twice as fast.
Naturally, the more things you have to save your life when running away, the better.
Experience this demon slaying.
Shen Yi has gained a lot of knowledge.
Although the Immortal Demon Nine Slough is powerful, its defenses will still be broken. If it weren't for the peacock that was captured earlier and the nourishment of the red light, it would have almost fallen out this time.
Or the method is too simple.
Shen Yi shook her head, put away the treasure, and took out the inner elixir of the Little Demon King.
[Remaining Demonic Lifespan: Sixteen Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Three Years]
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