Ambu Township.

A quiet atmosphere of dead silence permeates the surroundings.

The huge demon body about five or six meters tall, its hair stained with blood and mud and dust, like a huge heavy bus, fell lifeless on the scattered dirt wall.

It's dead.

A general-level demon fell here.

Until the moment of death, it still stared at a pair of huge eyes in disbelief, revealing the true expression of cruelty and resentment, staring at Han Dong stubbornly, unable to accept this unbelievable reality.

pity

At this point, it was on its back and had no chance.

After the fierce fighting just now, this place is like a ruined wall after the war, and some of the surrounding mud houses have collapsed crookedly, with many holes, obviously unable to bear such a strong earthquake, and it is impossible to stop the debris flying around.

Whew.

The morning breeze blows, and there is a hint of coolness.

Han Dong's indifferent face twitched twice, the gray and white color under his eyes gradually faded, and he quietly stared at the white demon fox lying in front of him, and sighed.

"Alas. ”

"Demons are demons, and wisdom is always a little worse. ”

I don't know who gave it the guts to try to reason with a madman, talk about feelings, create the illusion of begging for mercy, and disturb his thinking? This is simply a big absurdity in the world.

Don't

Pretending to be pitiful can make Ning Moli kind and kind?

Neither the psychotic nor the madman can communicate, and this has nothing to do with the strength of the ability. When the mad demon state is activated, either he dies or this white fox demon dies, and there is no third choice.

Ponder for a moment.

Han Dong looked at the surrounding dead and silent townships, quiet and quiet.

There was not a single sound, only the rustle of the breeze through the trees, and the sound of some earth crumbling, as if there was nothing left in the sky and on the ground.

Smack.

Smack.

He walked over to the white-haired old man from before, pursed his lips, picked up the rattling worn-out radio, and gently turned it off.

Rest in peace.

I can't disturb you.

Han Dong was in an extremely complicated mood, looking at the early morning sun in a daze, Na Hexi Riguang did not dazzle his eyes at all, but rendered a sense of coldness.

He finally understood.

It turned out that before I knew it, I had already stepped into the world of martial arts.

"All demons and monsters deserve to die. Han Dong exhaled slowly, his eyes regained their former composure, but there was a fiery belief hidden deep in his heart.

Chirp dregs.

There were two or three birds, flying back from a distance, hovering and chirping, revealing a sense of panic and confusion.

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong looked up, and then walked quickly back to the mud house earlier.

On the dilapidated wooden bed, Tan Li was still in a coma, but in order to make sure that nothing was wrong, he stepped forward to make up for two more palm knives, causing him to fall into a deeper stupor.

Immediately.

Han Dong picked up the mobile phone resting next to the bed and dialed Ning Moli's number.

Until now, this matter will definitely not be hidden, and it will definitely be exposed to the martial arts world...... This is the death of an entire township, and it must cause a huge wave.

If Han Dong is a martial artist, it will naturally be fine.

But the question is-

He is still a first-grade grade, and the news of killing general-level demons with a first-grade demon has spread to the martial arts world, and I am afraid that there will be countless covetous greed.

At the beginning, the martial artist Hongshi was like this.

In order to gamble on a glorious future, he would rather give up the foundation of Suhe City for many years, and would rather face Ning Moli's terrifying anger, and would rather use his close relatives to coerce him than force himself to reveal a secret that only exists.

He is willing to believe in the world of martial arts.

But when life and death are at stake, Han Dong is never afraid to speculate on the world with the greatest malice, no matter how much Rao believes it, he must also consider the accident of one in ten thousand.

moreover

No world can be good.

Han Dong was only a little worried...... He can only ask for help from his master, but if Ning Moli also has greed, it will be a situation of nine deaths and one life.

"Forget it. ”

"It is better to die nine times than to die ten times at all. ”

Han Dong's mind was racing, and without any hesitation, he called Ning Moli's phone: "Master, I am in Anbu Township and killed a demon who is suspected of being a general. ”

The voice fell.

A soft, stunned voice came from the microphone of the phone.

Even if Ning Moli had experienced many years of wind and frost and thought that he had seen the most spectacular and vast scenery in the world, his face trembled with shock, and he didn't know where to start.

Don't

Did you hear it wrong?

Ning Moli was a little hesitant and wanted to ask a question, but he felt that this move would damage his face, so Han Dong repeated it reasonably: "Master, I really killed a general-level demon, it is a pure white color fox demon. ”

"Otherwise. ”

"I'll send you a > Han Dong secretly thought about his wit, now is the age of information, there are pictures and truths.

Suddenly.

"Shut up! Idiot with no mouth to cover, why can't you recognize the difference between ordinary demons and general-level demons? Wait there, the teacher must let you understand the bitter consequences of casual nonsense. Ning Moli suddenly let out a low sigh and then hung up the phone.

Whew.

The breeze was blowing, and Han Dong pulled the corners of his mouth.

The sky is above.

Could it be ...... Telephone communication is not absolutely confidential? However, if you think about it this way, in the information age, there is no privacy at all.

"It's horrible. ”

Han Dong shook his head and sighed lightly.

I only hope that the master can handle the aftermath of this matter properly, otherwise he will not die, and I am afraid that there will never be a day of peace.

After a while.

He put down his phone and sat quietly on the threshold of the mud house, looking up at the blue sky, his heavy heart gradually dissipating into peace.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Dong also figured it out.

Even if he didn't come here, the White Fox Demon would not let Tan Li go, and he must have planned to continue to attract other martial artists to come and die...... But I have to admit that he is indirectly responsible.

Draw a lesson from a bitter experience.

Only by tasting the bitterness can we know and wake up.

So while his mind turned, Han Dong carefully scrutinized the loopholes in this matter, trying to find out the recklessness and mistakes that should not be made.

"From the beginning, I should have been aware. ”

"Tan Li, she is a mid-level martial artist, and she must have friends with other martial artists, why is she just asking for my help?"

This is the only irrationality and a fatal flaw.

In fact, Han Dong could detect it, but because of a little laxity in his vigilance, he didn't think of this at all.

First of all

Cheng Gang sent out a request for help, which was located fifty kilometers away from Anbu Township, which caused Han Dong's subconscious vigilance, so he refused.

secondly

Cheng Gang didn't force it anymore, making himself feel guilty.

At last

With the information that Cheng Gang had just broken his arm and Tan Li was threatened, he disturbed his calm thinking, so that he didn't have the heart to think about it anymore, so he immediately agreed.

Thinking of all this, Han Dong shook his head twice, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed.

That's not right.

The pure white demon fox is afraid that his IQ is insufficient, and he is eager to sell cuteness, and it is estimated that his wisdom is not as high as he imagined. Who came up with such a well-thought-out plan?

A name blurted out - Cheng Gang!

"Damn it!"

Han Dong snorted and got up, and was extremely angry: "Forget about turning your back on humans, you still conceive a plan for the demons, and you don't deserve mercy for a hundred deaths." ”

If Cheng Gang is not dead, he will also kill him.

At this very moment.

There was a low groan of pain from inside the room.

Han Dong was stunned, and hurriedly returned to the bed like a whirlwind, and with two straight slaps, he once again stunned Tan Li who was trying to open his confused eyes.

Poof.

She collapsed on the bed again.

"Ahem. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, before the master arrives, you better sleep for a while. Han Dong sincerely apologized and spoke righteously.

He didn't mean to hurt Tan Li by doing this.

It's helping!

If Tan Li saw these truths, even if he couldn't bear to kill him, Shizun would definitely end Tan Li's life without thinking.

What is most important to Ning Moli?

Han Dong summed up the following three points...... Save time, trouble and worry.

——

The heat is sweeping.

The sun rises from the horizon and hangs high in the sky, setting off the vast blue weather.

Sizzle.

Ning Moli put his hands behind his back, took a big puff of cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and pulled his wrinkled old face two or three times, looking at the lifeless white fox demon.

He was a little confused.

Why did the apprentice keep emphasizing that this demon's IQ was flawed.

But it didn't matter, because he noticed that there was a hideous and torn wound in the middle of this demon fox's back, which could be called a serious injury, and he was afraid that his strength would not be one in ten.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why Han Dong can kill him.

"Still. ”

"That hideous wound has traces of violent tearing, and it is also possible that it has re-ruptured during the fierce battle with Han Dong, causing the injury to be aggravated. ”

Ning Moli hesitated.

His indifferent eyes shone with a hint of essence...... He would rather believe that this demon's strength is no longer one in ten.

Because if Han Dong could really kill the lower-level general-level demons whose strength still existed, it would be too bizarre and ridiculous, and even if he was once high, he didn't dare to guarantee that he was not greedy.

moreover

Even if there is any secret, it means nothing to yourself.

Bang bang!

Ning Moli squinted his eyes, spit out a half-lit cigarette, followed by his right palm, which was as vigorous as a hurricane, forcibly urging a raging flame, all of which fell on the pure white color demon fox.

Snort.

The long hair was scorched, and the fire grew more and more vigorous.

With the hot midday breeze blowing, the flames seem to be on the verge of extinguishing. It is difficult for ordinary flames to scorch the demon body of a general-level demon.

"Firechain!"

Ning Moli snorted.

The right palm, which was as thin as firewood, was instantly filled with a faint red light, and the internal force was like a colorful ribbon of materialization, like a burning chain of fire, which spun out in an instant.

Snort.

The ghostly chain of fire, entwined with the white fox demon.

Then there was a snorting burning sound, as if it had ignited dry wood and raised a fierce fire, and the demon body was also between the fire chains, gradually turning into flying ashes.

After a while.

This fox demon disappeared completely.

Only some fine black and red dust was left behind, drifting through the township.

The other side.

"Master...... This, is this a technique?" Han Dong was already stunned, his heart was shocked, and he watched dizzily as the fire chain disturbed the air, and the heat wave rushed to his face, and even the air in front of him seemed to have a heat current, emitting bursts of black smoke.

He felt,

This world is so mysterious.

Even if there are demons and monsters, there are even creatures like Ning Moli! With human flesh and blood, the flames of substantiation are vividly formed, and they are even condensed into a terrifying chain of fire.

When I think about it, I feel a little palpitating.

Heaven is pitiful - fortunately, when Ning Moli was sick, he didn't use this trick, otherwise he would casually throw out a chain of fire, and he was afraid that he would have already disappeared, turned into dust, and melted into the dirt.

Alas.

Actually, it's quite difficult to live.

And he couldn't help but sigh that he could live until now.

Meanwhile.

Ning Moli turned his head, and his wrinkled old face showed indifference: "Let me ask you, why did you come here?"

"Master, I just explained. Han Dong was stunned.

Suddenly, he seemed to have a bad premonition...... I really didn't think about this matter properly.

thereupon

He tried to reason with Ning Moli: "Master, I was wrong, I deeply realized my mistake. ”

Chirp dregs.

Two or three birds hovered in the air, as if to set off his sincere words.

"Hehe, if admitting mistakes is useful, what else do you need to do with the law?" Ning Moli sneered, approaching Han Dong step by step, his wrinkled old face filled with a chill.

Belch.

Han Dong always felt that Shizun's words were a bit strange.

thereupon

He thinks maybe we should talk about feelings: "In fact, the apprentice has always thought that you are the kindest master in the world, and it really hurts your image with your hands." ”

In a flash.

Ning Mo's figure flickered suddenly, and his right palm was like a tsunami that came out of nowhere, and he slapped Han Dong's side head...... Immediately following the eagle grabbing a chicken cub, he poked out his left palm, carried Han Dong's weak neck, and slammed it towards the dirt ground below.

Disheveled!

Between the spinning of the world, Han Dong was a little dazed.

Oh, yes.

I know it...... In the face of a mental illness, you should not be reasonable, let alone talk about feelings.