"There are always eyes full of hatred for the world hidden in dark corners;

There is always a attachment to the light and hardship hidden in the cowardly self;

There are always lowly ones praying;

There are always weak people who cry;

There will come a time when the order of the world will collapse, and life will finally be gathered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Come, rain of life-sucking. ”

On the hill on the north side of the town, a man who was covered by a hat held up the wooden staff in his hand and opened his arms to the sky above the town.

As far as his eyes could see, there was a slowly rotating cloud, one kilometer in diameter, with the area where Song Shijing was located as the center of the circle.

In the town, a little white light rose from the cloud-shrouded area into the cloud, and these points of light caused the cloud to grow again, and the cloud began to spread slowly around.

This man's chanting voice was very low, and it was not any person or demon that Mu Qian had ever seen.

Directly below the clouds, the river was surging, as if some behemoth was about to emerge, and the streets were already full of lying and lying pedestrians......

There were already a lot of figures gathered behind the doors and windows of the café, and they were all looking outside.

Panic, spreading among these guests.

Because on the street outside the door, a few young people who were walking fell down while walking, and in the window lights, their hair was turning white......

The leaves began to fall, and the ground was covered with withered yellow.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the rain, and screams began to sound one after another everywhere in the commercial street, which was still lively at night.

Xiao Ling grabbed Mu Qian's arm tightly, looked at the figure who fell down after walking less than two steps outside, and her voice trembled a little: "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry, I'm here," Mu Qian comforted Xiao Ling, looked up, and looked at the cloud through the concrete.

Absorb the life force?

Really, can't he say goodbye to this town in peace? Although he has some of his own strength to guard Xiao Ling at all times, how can he let Xiao Ling study with peace of mind in such a bad environment!

I'm dying and I don't forget to learn......

It seems that these things have also happened recently, and it is estimated that they are inextricably linked to Song Shijing's stupidity......

Song Shijing is the one possessed by the Grim Reaper elementary school student!

That idiot can't be slaying demons right now, causing this kind of abnormality, right?

Although I don't know how to explain it, looking at this look on the street, I always feel that Song Shijing seems to be unable to make a difference......

Vitality is deprived.

If these people who have fallen to the ground outside cannot get their life force replenishment in a short period of time, they will soon lose signs of life.

That should be considered a big accident, right?

No matter how you look at it, Lord Demon King, who is a little gloating, just raised his hand, and the whole street instantly fell silent, and the figures in the café fell to the ground one by one.

In the cloudy land, the inhabitants fell to the ground.

Outside the clouds, the residents of the town got a subconscious instruction in their minds, and they rushed to the places where they were sheltering from the rain, and every household closed their doors and windows.

"Brother...... Brother!"

"It's okay, let them sleep for a while, lest they have to be cleansed of their memories. ”

Mu Qian pursed his mouth and began to touch his chin.

Xiao Ling blinked, and could clearly feel that his brother was going to be a big hero, so he was waiting obediently beside him.

My brother is so powerful, he can make everyone fall asleep by raising his hand......

This little novelty made her forget about the terrorist attack that was happening outside for a while.

It is nothing to dispel this dark cloud, the difficult thing is to protect the vitality inside and let these vitality things return to their original owners.

Otherwise, the whole town is expected to be over, and the residents will definitely run away, because no excuse can cover up such a large number of deaths.

Mu Qian's starting point, although he wanted the town to continue to exist peacefully, he also admitted that he also thought about Song Shijing.

"Song Shijing......" Mu Qian took out his mobile phone and decided to contact this stupid demon slayer first to see what her condition was.

The ringtones rang, but no one answered.

- Song Shijing threw her mobile phone in the car.

Mu Qian could only pat his lower abdomen, unsealing enough power to reach the upper layers, and a flash of blue light bloomed in his eyes, observing the surroundings like a scan.

After turning his head more than fifty degrees, Mu Qian saw the scene that was happening on the riverbank.

Song Shijing was full of white hair, panting with a wooden sword, her face was still so delicate, and there were girls' clothes everywhere.

And around Song Shijing, the dense water people were already about to cover her figure.

It turns out that those clothes at the bottom of the river are to make such low-level monsters......

Monsters and demons are not the same concept.

The infighting of the demon slayer?

Mu Qian looked at it dozens of times before acting...... The few more glances are definitely not because Song Shijing's white hair is very beautiful at this time, but because she is wet all over, and the outlines of her underwear are printed!

Unexpectedly, she is usually quite conservative, and the underwear style is so trendy, and it still looks like a lace edge......

Sure enough, I'm already an adult.

"Brother's eyes will glow!" Xiao Ling cried out in surprise.

Mu Qian, who was enjoying the beautiful rain scene, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back to normal.

He turned his head to look at it, patted Xiao Ling's head, and then a light film appeared on his body, and Xiao Ling was also included in the light film.

Otherwise, this kind of rain that absorbs life force falls on Xiao Ling, and it will inevitably stimulate Xiao Ling's guardian energy;

"Let's go, brother will take you to save the world. ”

"What to save the world," but the witty little spirit had already seen through all this, "Save the future sister-in-law candidate!"

Mu Qian can say something besides holding his forehead with one hand!

……

On the bank of the river, on the parked off-road vehicle, two gray-haired old men looked at each other.

What the hell, it rained soon, how did it become like this......

"Brother," Pang Sanlang coughed weakly, "Shall we discuss something?"

Even if he is fifty years old, the tough guy uncle who is very handsome lies on the steering wheel and answers weakly: "What?"

"When we buy a car in the future, let's not buy a convertible ...... No...... Line ......"

Chen Shaoyong swallowed his saliva: "On a rainy day, the hood and steel pipe are more suitable." ”

Pang Sanlang tilted his head and fell into a coma, he was an ordinary person, an ordinary person.

Chen Shaoyong trembled and touched a cigarette under his crotch, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't catch fire......

Riverbank battlefields.

The two team members had taken refuge in the jeep, the windows open, trying to attract as many water monsters as possible for the captain.

Song Shijing was still fighting outside, and the two of them were anxiously trying to start the jeep, because the captain outside was already full of gray hair, which was proof that his vitality was being deprived!

The spiritual protection that can withstand bullets is so fragile in this sudden rain!

"Hurry up and start the fire!"

"How do I know what's going on!

As soon as the female team member gritted her teeth, she had to push the car door to fight with the captain, even if she died, she couldn't watch the captain fight alone.

"You can go!" Although Song Shijing's voice was still so firm and strong, it always carried a sense of weakness, "Leave me alone!"

The maid on the roof of the luxury car had fallen there without knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Feeling of weakness...... A feeling of weakness that spreads from all over the body...... Desperate thoughts came to my heart.

From time to time, he was hit by a water fist, and the spiritual power of his body seemed to be drained.

Song Shijing's seemingly heroic body was crumbling.

'Who is this rain...... How's the town doing now...... After he fell, Sister Yu, could they rush over...... Xiao Qian ......'

Click.

A familiar soft sound sounded in my ears...... What the hell?

Song Shijing, who was about to stab the sword into a water demon, was stunned, turned her head a little effortlessly, and her pale face was set off by her white hair, which was very moving.

The flash flashes.

Two figures wrapped in light film appeared beside her without warning, taking pictures of her with their mobile phones.

"Brother, look! This little Sister Song I photographed is good-looking! The white-haired witch!"

"Well, pass it on to me, it's rare to see a gray-haired fool. ”

"Hurry up and save people, brother, these hairless things around you are ugly!"

Xiao Ling complained, and Mu Qian could only start working.

He took a half-step forward and closed his eyes.

"Scattered. ”

A silent ripple rippled around him, and the water demons shattered one by one.

And behind him, the figure of a scholar wearing a green coat and a square hat stood up to the sky.

The scholar held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and the bamboo slips slowly opened, and the scholar's clear voice floated in the sky.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, all things to recover, life to return. ”

Say what you say.

The drizzling rain stopped instantly, and in the clouds, white points of light slowly fell.

The scholar put one hand behind his back and looked up at the heavens and the earth with his hands in his back.

Song Shijing looked up in a daze, looking at the phantom that seemed to be Mu Qian wearing ancient costumes, and muttered: "It's so beautiful......"

Muqian: ......

Wouldn't it be better to change the adjective?

Read to him: shuai.