said in a hurried tone: "That's my good friend, I can't see him have an accident, it's okay to add no amount of money." ”

The door was pushed open, and the cheongsam woman walked in with tea, put it down in front of the man, and said with a smile: "Sir, you drink tea first, and you won't be so anxious after drinking." ”

The man took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, and the mild and lukewarm tea was just right for drinking.

Master Wen said: "I found out that your friend is still around here, but I can't determine where he is, as if he was blocked." ”

"Blocked. The cheongsam woman continued: "Could it be that you have offended the cultivators?"

Master Wen shook his head.

After drinking the tea, a lot of saliva was secreted in his mouth, and the man couldn't help swallowing it, and his lips didn't know if he was naturally angry and bloody, or he was scared, and it didn't look bloody.

"We met youkai. He said.

Master Wen picked up the teacup for a moment.

The cheongsam woman also looked at him with a smile.

"Youkai?

"It's a tiger!"

"Tiger Demon?"

Master Wen's fingers rubbed against the wall of the cup: "The adult tiger demon skin bag can hide its tracks, and it is the best substitute for invisibility talismans, especially the white tiger is a demon, which is even rarer." ”

"That's a white tiger!" The man's eyes widened, and he simply said without hesitation: "My friend and I are in the fur business, some time ago, I bought a little white tiger, I didn't expect it to cause a big disaster, that monster has been with us for three days!"

Master Wen nodded and said, "The White Tiger is one of the primordial demon clans, if you kill his descendants, he will naturally not let you go." ”

"Please help me, master. ”

Master Wen said lightly: "Actually, you didn't come to find a friend, you came to ask for help." ”

The man sat on the futon, shivering.

The air in the room was silent for a while, and Master Wen slowly drank a full cup of tea before he spoke: "Zhenzhen, the cost of collecting demons, you tell this gentleman." ”

"Hey. ”

The cheongsam woman walked up to the man and said, "Sir, the cost of finding someone is 10,000, and the cost of collecting demons is 100,000. ”

As soon as the man heard the price, his face throbbed with a painful pain.

"Yes, can you make a discount? ”

"The rules of Hongxiang Pavilion, only old guests enjoy discounted treatment, you are the first time to come back. ”

Master Wen said: "Whether life is important or money is important, Mr. thinks about it himself." ”

"Done. The man gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I can get rid of this trouble for me, I am willing to pay any more money." ”

"Alright, Zhenzhen, this business is accepted. ”

"When will you collect demons?"

Master Wen said lightly: "You go out first, I have to prepare for such a tiring work as collecting demons." ”

The man exited the room with a gasp.

Indoors.

The cheongsam woman walked over and changed her dress for Master Wen: "Sakura, the white tiger is fierce, why do you bother to take this job yourself and hand it over to someone else." ”

Wen Yingying smiled, and her red lips outlined a wonderful arc: "Accept a white tiger demon, at least 500,000 yuan, if you give it to someone else, I can only take half of it." Money is secondary, and I've wanted a cloak made of white tiger skin for a long time. ”

The cheongsam girl suddenly realized and laughed: "It's still thoughtful." ”

……

It's night.

The market is full of people, countless pedestrians are flowing, and street vendors are shouting and selling.

In the midst of this bustle, two people walked down in the quiet red building. One is the man who looks in a hurry, and the other is the woman in red who follows him, the woman is dressed in light and ancient style, covering her face with her face, combing two whips, and she can't see her true face clearly.

The two of them silently and hurriedly shuttled through the flow of people, and walked to a secluded place in the bazaar, and then stopped.

"Here?" said Wen Sakura.

"Well, it's this, it's this. The man kept nodding, but for some reason, his expression was quite uneasy, and he didn't dare to look at people.

Wen Yingying glanced at him a little strangely, but she didn't think much about it, the excitement of hunting the white tiger had occupied her brain.

"There are traces of monsters passing by, and there are scratches here, and it looks like a giant animal. ”

The man nodded nervously.

"I ask you. Wen Yingying looked at the man.

"What, what's wrong?"

"This is a downtown area, if a large demon beast passes by, it will definitely cause an uproar, but now it is very quiet, obviously no one else sees the demon beast, could it be that it is hiding?"

"I don't know. ”

"I don't know, then let me ask you, how did it appear?"

"Suddenly. The man said, "Suddenly appeared, and suddenly disappeared." ”

A look of surprise crossed Wen Yingying's eyes: "Suddenly...... Could it be that it is a demon beast that can only use space spells. ”

The man swallowed.

Wen Ying, Sakura Quan, when he was nervous, didn't say anything more, and continued to walk forward.

The longer the monster stays in the place, the stronger the beast smell becomes, and this place is no exception, the more she goes, the more she can smell the fishy smell that belongs to the beast.

Suddenly, the man screamed and sat down on the ground.

Wen Yingying turned her head, looked at him, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

"There are monsters. ”

"There are no monsters. ”

"Really, right behind you!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yingying felt a clear 'ticking' sound coming from her side.

One drop.

Two drops.

Three drops.

It's the sound of saliva falling to the ground.

Sure enough, it's the art of space.

Wen Yingying had a judgment in her heart, and suddenly pulled out the long whip pinned to her waist, shook her hand and slammed it in the past, the fiery red long whip split a wall of fire, and opened the boundary between life and death in an instant. Wen Yingying stood on tiptoe a little, jumped back, turned lightly, and looked back.

When she saw the true face of the demon beast clearly, the surprise in her eyes ignited very quickly.

It's almost engulfed in anger.

"This isn't a white tiger?"

"Isn't this also white?" said the man, sitting on his knees, trembling.

"Aren't you hunting? can't you tell the difference between a tiger and a dog?" Wen Yingying couldn't wait to throw a whip on the man's head, splitting it to see what was inside.

The man was so frightened that he was about to cry: "It's not a white tiger, what are you chasing us for?"

Wen Yingying didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and took a few steps back and said, "Kill this demon beast, 800,000." ”

"What!!So much?!Didn't you say 500,000?"

"You can also accept it, save me a waste of time. ”

The demon beast roared, the saliva from the corners of its mouth flowed down, and the ground was gradually corroded and seeped in.

"I accept! I accept! I accept 800,000!"

Wen Yingying showed a little smile on her face, her eyes were fixed on the demon beast, the killing intent was imminent, and her voice was suddenly lowered: "Then tonight, it is your death day." ”

The demon beast roared and rushed over, directly collapsing the building blocking it, such a force, people were stunned. But Wen Yingying's strength should not be underestimated, she threw a long whip that lit fire, and every time she licked a place, she was burning a piece of soil.