Urban Demon Slayer

Before Wei Zihua could finish speaking, Wang Qianchen immediately shouted: "The ones from Putuo Mountain are back, and those from Maoshan and Longhu Mountain are also back! I have been to Ding's house, but there is none there! Don't talk nonsense, tell me quickly Where are the head and body!”

Wei Zihua was stunned for a long time, then said with a shocked expression: "Did you get the ones from Maoshan and Longhushan back too?"

"Yes! Tell me where to go next!" Wang Qianchen was a little anxious, because he saw Wei Zihua's head starting to become illusory again. This was a sign and manifestation that it was about to disappear. This was not the first time he had seen it.

"Why are you going to Ding's house? It's not there. Shangjing is where the True Dragon Emperor lives. I can't get through with my underworld body..."

"Speak quickly! Speak quickly! I don't want to listen to these messy explanations!"

Wang Qianchen couldn't wait for a big fight fan to pass by.

"It's at Chen Wanhe's place! [Heaven's Abandoned] Chen Wanhe! There is another one..." Before he could finish his words, Wei Zihua's head became completely illusive.

"You fucked me a lot, don't think you are the God of Hades, you are in trouble

Like me, you and your whole family! Where is the other one? "Wang Qianchen jumped up high and slapped Wei Zihua hard. Unfortunately, Wei Zihua's head had completely disappeared, and in the end it was just a lonely slap.

Wang Qianchen fell from the air, and before he could even curse, the illusion around him collapsed.

With a "pop", Wang Qianchen sat up and found that he was still lying next to Mr. Honglou's tombstone. Ban Zhui came back at some point and lay beside him, sleeping soundly.

Looking around again, the sky was already slightly brighter, and a golden sun was rising slowly from behind the Yan Emperor statue.

There was silence all around, and the entire Laoding Mountain was still foggy. A figure walked slowly from the fog. Wang Qianchen frowned slightly, pulled up the sleeping brick, stuffed it behind his waist, and then waited leisurely for the figure.

After a few minutes, the figure finally came to him.

"Are you waiting for me?" The figure smiled.

"Well, it's slower than I expected." Wang Qianchen scratched his nose gently.

The human figure is tall, with dragon eyebrows and tiger eyebrows.

He had a dark demon-catching cloak tied behind his back, and his shoulders were slightly wet with the morning dew, but it did not affect his majesty and domineering at all.

It was Song Chongjian, the commander-in-chief of [Demon Slayer].

"I've known you were here for a long time, but I wanted to give you a chance to escape, but you ended up waiting here all night..." Song Chongjian seemed a little speechless. Yesterday, he saw that Kuzu Ye's body was burned, with only the head missing. Guess what Wang Qianchen wants to do.

With his ability, it is not a problem to find out where Mr. Red Mansion is buried.

"Since you are waiting here, you must be prepared to be arrested, right?" Song Chongjian slowly drew out the demon-slaying knife.

Song Chongjian stood and Wang Qianchen sat.

The black demon-slaying knife hung above Wang Qianchen's head.

…

Southern Yunnan, a rural area in a suburb.

There are not many people living in the entire village. There are only a few lonely elderly people and left-behind children. Even during the holidays, it is not lively. Today, with the gradual development of urbanization, there are more and more such villages, and their disappearance is inevitable.

Under the big locust tree at the head of the village, there is an ordinary house. No one has lived in it for a long time. Grass has grown on the roof and the walls are leaking slightly. It seems to be showing signs of collapse, but now there are signs of human activity. .

The yard has been cleaned, the ancient well that has been sealed for a long time has been opened, and even the kitchen has the smoke and smoke that has not been seen for a long time.

With a "pop" sound, a bald man suddenly sat up on a bed in the east wing room.

"Xiao Tan! Xiao Tan!" The bald head shook a young man next to him vigorously.

"What are you doing? Why are you so crazy so early in the morning?" Tan Zuo woke up in a daze, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Is Xiaochen here?" Du Hong asked anxiously.

"No...he is coming, how can we not know?" Tan Zuo also sat up and looked out through the window.

"Does it take him a whole day and a night to pay homage to Mr. Honglou?" Du Hong asked with a frown.

"What do you mean?" Tan Zuo also realized that something was wrong.

"I suspect he wants to take all the blame himself!" Du Hong looked solemn.

"... Go to Luzhou City!" Tan Zuo woke up with a start and realized that what Du Hong said made sense.

The two immediately got up, dressed, and hurried out the door.

Du Hong was about to go to the other side to tell Yin Luoluo to get up when he heard a "squeak" sound. The door to the next door had opened and Yin Luoluo had walked out fully dressed.

"I heard everything, let's go!" Yin Luoluo said without any hesitation.

"...Is the sound insulation effect so bad? Also, aren't you in the west wing? Why did you come next door to us?" Du Hong was a little confused.

"Last night, you took the initiative to sleep in the same bed as Tan Zuo. I just wanted to see if there was something wrong with you!" Yin Luoluo gritted his teeth.

"... Damn it, we're not married yet, I'm just taking your reputation into consideration!"

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly. Something must be wrong with Xiaochen!"

Just as they were about to set off, they heard a "whisking" sound and a piece of golden rope suddenly fell from the sky. It caught Yin Luoluo impartially and tied her up tightly!

(End of chapter)