'Let's go......

This is not a movie-making, stupid person who will die!

Song Shijing's body trembled, condensing the last strength, although her body was unconscious, although she had completely lost the strength to fight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the blurred vision, why is that guy still smiling at himself......

Let's go!

……

The brief battle between the two demon exterminators filled this corner with smoke and dust, the ground was pitted, and the grass nearby did not know how many insects were scattered, and how many flowers were destroyed.

In the end, it was the man who had the killer from the beginning, which was also reasonable, even if Song Shijing's strength was stronger than the other party, but the means and ruthlessness were not at the same level at all.

But it doesn't matter, the boy who delivers the bento always appears at the end just right......

When the man playing with the ball turned his head and roared, he should have been a little nervous, after all, he was seriously injured and crumbling at this time.

But Song Shijing cried, and Mu Qian, who was carrying a bunch of lunches, was also a little stunned.

Why don't you just get into a fight and get a little hurt...... Was this woman beaten and cried?

The long-haired shawl-playing man with ball-playing eyes widened, and he couldn't help but have a lot of dreams at night, and the ball of light in his hand smashed towards Song Shijing......

Die! The man's expression growled.

Syllable!

A box of bento boxes flew in and smashed precisely on his palm, and at the same time as the rice grains and eggs burst away, the purple ball of light directly shattered.

"Sir, your egg fried rice. ”

"Bastard!" the man playing with the ball turned to Mu Qian and roared, "Are you looking for death!

Mu Qian pouted, and another box of bento in his hand flew out, smashing directly on the face of the man playing with the ball.

The man's body trembled, pure anger...... A trace of demonic power mixed with the lunch box directly penetrated his forehead and silently invaded his brain.

A box of bento boxes smashed on the man, Mu Qian approached this side step by step, and with that kind of little boring tone in his mouth, he reported the name of the bento dish: "Sir, this is pork chop rice, this is cold fried noodles, this is pork ribs rice......"

Song Shijing was lying there, turning her head to look at it in a daze, and just looked at it...... Mu Qian used boxes of bento boxes to smash that demon-like man without any backhand!

Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw Mu Qian chuckling at herself as if everything was fine...... She just wanted the boy to escape for her life, so she lay there and waited quietly......

When Mu Qian walked in front of the man who was still standing, he symbolically raised his leg and kicked it, and the man fell to the side without making a sound.

Died early.

"Xiaoqian ......" Song Shijing shouted with a crying voice.

"Don't cry, what are you doing?" Mu Qian pointed to the corpse lying next to him, "Bad guy?"

"Hmm!" Song Shijing bit her lip and responded, "It's good that you came and smashed him to death with a box lunch, otherwise you would, I would ...... Wow! it hurts!" She threw her head up and cried, and the pain hit her whole body, and she couldn't help it......

What are you crying about...... Is this just going through a deathmatch this!

Mu Qian scratched his head for a while and squatted beside her, and the calmness just now disappeared.

In other words, after the battle of life and death, isn't it usually a free and easy smile? Why is this crying so miserable?

Song Shijing's right hand was raised and grabbed Mu Qian's apron, for fear that he would leave from here......

"What's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital. Mu Qian's arm reached under her neck, leaning over to pick her up.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I have a lot of broken bones!"

Mu Qian said angrily: "Bear with it." ”

Song Shijing bit her lip and looked pitifully at this young man who should just be an ordinary person, and the strange thing was that after he spoke, the pain in Song Shijing's body was mostly reduced.

Mu Qian's hands flashed with a faint blue light, and Song Shijing naturally couldn't feel it.

"How did you come here?"

"I happened to be passing by, helping to deliver food. He coped vaguely, he couldn't say goodbye to Xiao Ling and Zhu Xiu, and as soon as he entered the snack bar to change his clothes, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power and noticed that there was an enchantment here, right?

Miraculously, Song Shijing did not pursue this issue...... She leaned on Mu Qian's arms and slowly closed her eyes: "Take me away first, maybe he still has accomplices...... I am so tired. ”

"I'll take you to the hospital. ”

"Don't ...... I don't have any money on me......"

This reason made Mu Qian a little irrefutable.

Holding her gentle body, Mu Qian turned his head to look at it and walked towards the grove on the side.

How can you help her heal her injuries on the basis of not letting her suspect her, and cover up the fact that she just killed someone in the past...... It will test Song Shijing's IQ level very much.

She was still clutching Mu Qian's apron tightly in her sleep, frowning slightly and pursing her lips......

As a normal man, it was normal for Mu Qian to react a little, but he moved very gently, for fear of waking her up.

When I got to the bottom of a large tree in the middle of the forest, there were shadows on all sides, and I couldn't see this side, and the ground was soft light green grass. Let Song Shijing lean on the trunk of the tree, Mu Qian held her shoulder with one hand, and began to plan how to cover up this matter.

The last resort is to erase all the memories of witnesses to oneself...... This is inevitably more troublesome and a little cruel.

The killing just now should be easy to cover up, after all, the man has run out of oil, and Song Shijing should solve it.

He took out two clay figurines in the pocket of his apron, which were in the shape of two wolfdogs, only five centimeters in length.

Demon Law: All Souls Return to Dust.

Mu Qian pinched it casually and threw two handfuls of soil on the ground, and the two demon beasts disappeared into the world unconsciously...... But those six or seven ordinary people who were killed by demon beasts, he couldn't care more.

Resurrecting humans is not his specialty, and resurrecting some weak monsters is barely able to do it - that is the power of another professional field, and he can't ask too much for a combat demon king.

Jingle bell~

In the pocket of Song Shijing's windbreaker, there was the sound of a bell, which should be the demon seeking bell. However, at this time, Song Shijing was in a coma, and Mu Qian didn't care much.

used her own demonic power to help her clean up all the injuries on her body, the bell kept ringing, and she let out a few soft hums from time to time.

The solution was to channel the spiritual power in her body and heal her injuries on its own, without letting the demonic power remain in her body. After doing this, he reached out and pressed his lower abdomen, and he was about to reseal the demonic power......

Quack, quack!

The crow's call.

"Noise," Mu Qian seemed to say simply, and the crow standing on the corpse of the man playing ball fell straight down.

Before sealing the demonic power, he used his perception ability to cover the entire town.

Xiaoling was in Zhu Xiu's room, and the two got together to watch horror movies...... Zhu Su was busy at the snack bar, sweating profusely......

Except for the two men who were still fighting on the road, there were no other non-ordinary people. The female animal trainer had already fallen together with several passers-by who had been bitten to death by the monster, and even if there were hidden surveillance cameras in the park, there was no trace of Mu Qian.

He just carried a lunch, as if he heard the chaos in the park, so he ran over to see the excitement, and then happened to walk in front of Song Shijing......

"It's really troublesome," he grumbled.

Sealing the demonic power, the feeling of weakness that the power retreated from all over his body, made him sit next to Song Shijing.

In order to deal with the two demon beasts silently, as well as the woman hiding in the shadows, he directly opened the seal to the fifth layer.

Not only is the use of demonic power more and more frequent, but the number of unsealed layers is also getting higher and higher......

This is not a good thing, Mu Qian feels that he should reflect on it and worry less about these idle things.

The sirens sounded from a distance, and the two policemen in the town had been dispatching so quickly, just hoping that they wouldn't spit out the overnight meal after seeing the corpse that had been gnawed by the demon beast......

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qian had gotten rid of his sense of weakness, and sat beside Song Shijing and looked at her, suddenly feeling a ...... Let her lean on her shoulder...... Strange impulses.

The forest was silent.

She dislocated her left arm.

After thinking about it, Mu Qian reached out to unbutton her trench coat, and rubbed the back of his hand against the sweat-soaked short sleeves, making his movements lighter.

Grabbing Song Shijing's left hand, Mu Qian's movements were neat, decisive and very precise, pushing upward, and the sound of the upper bone came. Song Shijing snorted in pain, her body spasmed, and some cold sweat broke out on her face.

Mu Qian's demonic power had been sealed away, and it couldn't help her relieve the pain, and although her own spiritual power had some effect, it couldn't eliminate the pain.

"It hurts...... she opened her eyes slightly, and she was inexplicably relieved to see Mu Qian.

"It's okay, just help you connect the bones, you rest first, I've already called an ambulance. ”

"I don't have any money on me......"

"It's okay, I'll take it. Mu Qian could only be so comforted.

Song Shijing fainted again, but this time it was much better. She rubbed her head against the trunk of the tree and sat down a little more comfortably.

The trench coat is open, and the sweaty short sleeves cling to the ...... The underwear style is barely visible, and it is a rather conservative type.

Mu Qian lowered her head and coughed, feeling that she should be a little uncomfortable sweating too much, so he started to help her take off her windbreaker. Song Shijing, who was in a daze, also cooperated a little and pulled out her sleeves...... The trench coat was spread on the floor.

Careless...... It should have been accidental, Mu Qian's hand slid across her back and touched a strange button.

When he was hit by three purple balls of light just now, one of the balls of light smashed into this position...... So this clasp is directly on Mu Qian's fingertips...... It just broke apart so easily......

The two straps were loose, the two dome were beating slightly, and her short sleeves tightened a little......

Is it hidden?

Song Shijing suddenly opened her eyes, and she didn't know where the spirit came from, so she subconsciously covered her chest, and her voice trembled softly: "You, what are you doing!"

Mu Qian hung a few black lines on her forehead, how could she be energetic at this time.

"Seeing that you are too hot, I will help you take off your windbreaker and check for any other injuries by the way. ”

"Then you take off my chest and underwear...... What to do......"

"I said to help you heal, do you believe it or not?" Mu Qian lowered his head and held his forehead with one hand...... I knew this, why did I cure her just now, and muttered depressedly: "Didn't you faint." ”

"In important places, I also feel like fainting and fainting...... Don't you ......" Her pale face regained some blood, and she leaned her head back, her face a little red, and muttered, "Don't take the opportunity to bully me...... I'm too young...... Otherwise I would ...... Your ......"

Why is it that when you are talking, your voice has become so weak, what words are you not able to hear clearly?

You're small!

- Age!

Could it be that he was shy and timid and wanted to refuse and welcome? Mu Qian couldn't help but praise his wit.

Mu Qian looked up and found that she had fallen asleep again leaning against the trunk of the tree, breathing slowly and with a ruddy complexion......

The slender right hand is clutched over his chest.

"This guy," Mu Qian shook his head and sat next to her, continuing to think about how to deal with the aftermath.