Of course it's not a bad guy, the premise is that it's a demon, so if it is, it's also a bad demon!

Song Shijing and Mu Qian's eyes met, and the former seemed to be a little unacceptable, all kinds of unacceptable......

Mu Qian's attitude of saying 'she is a demon' so calmly, she was a little unacceptable;

Fighting side by side with a powerful demon, he had already discovered a strong demonic aura at that time, but the head of the Wen family kept shouting 'sister', so he found a reason for himself......

At this time, in retrospect, the long blue hair and the demonic light wings are not only beautiful, but they are not only beautiful, but they are also a symbol of the demon.

"This," Song Shijing patted her forehead and leaned back half-lying on the sofa, her face full of chagrin. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Her expression made Mu Qian a little strange, if it was a normal reaction, it should have stood up and stared at herself with round apricot eyes - this is more in line with Song Shijing's personal image in the heart of the demon king.

This sudden look like I can't accept the world, what kind of expression is facing this life?

"What's wrong?" asked Mu Qian.

"She's ...... How could it be ......" Song Shijing glanced at Zhen's father, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Mu Qian's arm, "Then will she run away, do you want to pull her to a place where no one is around?"

Mu Qian's forehead was full of black lines, and he pointed to Song Shijing's back.

Song Shijing turned her head weakly, a beautiful big sister who was still wearing a peaked cap in the house, her eyes turned into triangles, and flames seemed to emerge from them......

"Hi, hi......"

"Hmph," Zheng Lin rolled her eyes and walked to the next windowsill, this ability to do housework made Zhen's father next to him couldn't help but admire.

If you go to work as an hourly worker, you can probably make a fortune.

Song Shijing sat on the sofa with her face covered, and her whole person didn't seem to be very good.

She actually gave in.

As a demon slayer who attaches equal importance to beauty and wisdom, strength and charm, she actually gave in to a demon!

It was really without psychological preparation, Sister Lin's eyes were too scary just now.

The happiness in Mu Qian's heart will never be shown!

With a serious face, he continued to look at Song Shijing, who secretly showed two eyes between her fingers and blinked slightly.

"What's wrong?" Song Shijing asked.

Mu Qian shrugged: "Don't be delusional, your current strength is much weaker than her." ”

"Then Xiao Qian, can you beat her?" Song Shijing's eyes were full of worry, as if to say that if we can't beat us, let's run away.

Lord Demon King laughed freely, what is there that can't be beaten, his demon servant only has one-tenth of his own strength, and this is not just a matter of mathematics, the more the level of strength goes, a slight quantitative change may be a qualitative leap.

Really, what do you compare to your own demon servant?

"It's okay," Mu Qian continued to weave his beautiful lies, "We belong to the kind of friends who don't fight and don't know each other, she's very nice, don't worry too much." ”

"That's a demon!" Song Shijing wanted to shout but could only lower her voice, because Zhen's father was passing by in the living room with a stack of books.

The smile on the corner of Mu Qian's mouth was a little helpless, and he asked rhetorically: "Then what? Is Ren Xingguo a demon or a human?"

"He's human...... bar. Song Shijing's answer was full of uncertainty.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shijing clapped her hands and quickly bowed her head to apologize: "I'm sorry Xiao Yingying, I didn't mean to insult you!"

"It's okay, she can't hear it," Mu Qian continued to ask, "What is Ren Xingguo going to do in what happened before?"

"Before?" Song Shijing thought of several battles.

Gradually, she was about to be unable to stop the car under the lure of Mu Qian's thoughts......

"When he was in the town, Ren Xingguo got a lot of water demons and planned to slaughter the residents of the town, and he also attacked his own daughter...... He's a bad guy, or is he a mini-boss? ”

Mu Qian nodded and looked at Zheng Lin's back, "Not long ago, she was actually a demon slayer, a master of the City of Colors, fighting demons every day, guarding the City of Colors. ”

"Really?"

"You can go to Wen Yu for her information, and Wen Yu should give it to you. Mu Qian picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip of the bitter tea brewed by Song Shijing, and frowned.

Song Shijing looked at Zheng Lin's back in a daze, Zheng Lin, who was stretching her beautiful body over there and wiping the glass, twisted her head slightly, Song Shijing trembled in fright, and quickly lowered her head.

It's not that she's afraid because of the strength, it's really that Song Shijing doesn't know how to face this powerful banshee.

Mu Qian said: "By the way, you should have seen those cleaners of Caicheng, originally Sister Lin was the ace demon slayer inside. ”

"Hmm......" Song Shijing nodded weakly.

Mu Qian also planned to continue to instill this idea in Song Shijing, and let Song Shijing dry this bowl of chicken soup ['good people' do not distinguish between 'people, demons and shemales', but have good and evil hearts].

Zhen's father: "Xiao Qian, go find a place to eat and buy some dinner and come back." ”

As soon as Zhen's father said this, Mu Qian and Song Shijing remembered a very important thing......

I haven't eaten much for dinner yet! The ingredients I bought before haven't been touched yet!

Mu Qian wanted to say that he would just cook it at home, but Zhen's father looked at Mu Qian very seriously, the father and son looked at each other, and Mu Qian understood his father's considerations a little.

Sister Lin is a neighbor, Xiao Song is a guest, the two of them have worked here for so long, they must be rewarded.

"That's okay," Mu Qian stood up from his seat, "Sister Lin, come with me, she is familiar with the area around here, and she must know where to eat." ”

"Well, good. Zheng Lin tiptoed to wipe the last corner of the window, and went to the bathroom with a bucket, "I'll wash my hands later." ”

Song Shijing hurriedly pulled down Mu Qian's arm, "Do you really want to take her there?"

Nonsense, don't you take her and let the two of you fight at home!

Mu Qian nodded very calmly, Song Shijing gritted her teeth, "I'm going too!" ”

"What's the matter?" Dad Zhen passed by with a bottle of perfume, and teased with a smile, "Can you not ignore me, who is a parent, just hug and hug me directly." ”

Song Shijing's face turned red, and she said hesitantly: "I don't worry about letting the two of them go out alone." ”

"Then you can go along," Zhen's father laughed happily, "You can order whatever you like, don't fight on the way." Give you your wallet, Xiaoqian. ”

Dad Zhen raised his hand and threw his wallet over, but Mu Qian did not refuse, and put it in his pants pocket.

Zheng Lin wiped her hands and walked out of the bathroom, Song Shijing frowned slightly, and followed Mu Qian inch by the side, as if she was protecting Mu Qian.

Lord Demon King was a little helpless about Dad Zhen's arrangement, and he couldn't refuse Dad Zhen because of this trivial matter, so he nodded and agreed.

In fact, it would be fine if these two guys stayed at home, because Dad Zhen was here, with Dad Zhen's reputation as an ordinary person, Song Shijing would naturally not have any radical behavior.

If Song Shijing, who has not yet been successfully poured into the chicken soup by the Demon King, goes out, it will still be with Zheng Lin......

Sure enough, a few minutes later, under a street lamp only a hundred meters away from Mu Qian's apartment, Song Shijing grabbed a blood-colored wooden sword, strained her little face, and looked at Zheng Lin behind Mu Qian.

Zheng Lin happened to be in the shadows that the street lamps couldn't illuminate, and seemed to be a little bored looking at Song Shijing not far ahead.

Mu Qian was standing between the two of them, originally she was walking side by side with Song Shijing, Song Shijing saw that there was no one around, so she ran to the front, turned around, and drew her sword.

"No matter what your identity is or how strong you are," Song Shijing's voice was very calm at this time, "Demons and humans have not been separated since ancient times, let's fight." ”