There was a fishy smell in the humid air, and a dozen or so monsters finished eating in the liquor shop, and when they were full of wine and food, they patted their fat bellies, burped a few more stinky children, and giggled away.

The pig-headed pig demon snorted: "Those girls today, the figure is really good!" That small waist is thin, you can pinch it! ”

A fly demon slapped the green wings on his back and said, "It's just not as soft as before, it's hard and cold to the touch, and it's not very comfortable." ”

Some of the other monsters said, "If you're pretty, you're beautiful!" Some of them published a theory that "ten/eight/touch" is greater than "eighteen looks", and even rose to the level of touching beautiful girls to improve their cultivation motivation, and then discussed the wonders of "male and female/male and female dual cultivation".

The lewdness/words/words of the monsters came and went, echoing in the silent night, making the outskirts of the demon world splashed by the light of the blood moon lively. But in the midst of the lively discussion, an abrupt muffled scream startled them. When I turned my head, there was nothing behind me, nothing strange.

They continued on their way, and within a few steps they had been squealing again and again, and they came faster and faster.

As a monster, he doesn't even have the ability to perceive danger, and his incompetence may have been swallowed alive by the demonic qi balls in the demon capital. The pig demon and the fly demon knew that something terrible must be hunting behind them, and they did not dare to stop, but faster.

This kind of thing is very common in the demon world, and most of the monsters are malnourished and hungry when they are cultivating, so they come out to catch some monsters to fill their stomachs. Stay until your stomach is full. Cultivation can be much more beneficial. If you have good luck and eat a few monsters with strong demonic energy, your cultivation will develop by leaps and bounds.

This "trapper" can quietly catch many monsters, and it is certainly not a small role.

The pig demon turned from walking to running, bent down, and ran wildly with the pig's trotters on all fours.

The Fly Demon flickered a pair of green wings and flew upwards at a rapid speed, intending to escape the clutches of the predator behind him.

The pig demon ran and ran, and the pig's trotters were cut off by something, and they were all cut off in an instant. The fractures are neatly aligned. Bloody. The pig demon fell to the ground, and an invisible hand drove its slender pink tail and dragged it back hard. The pig demon's struggle was only vain, and even its words of crying for help came to his lips. It was also sealed in the depths of his throat by a silencer spell.

The flies flew and flew. The green wings were cut by something. It was all cut off in an instant. The wings were scattered, and its body could no longer fly, and it was planted straight into a deep pit in the ground.

It's a five-metre-square pit. The bones of various monsters are piled up everywhere. Some of the monsters had not yet been gnawed clean, and there were many strips of flesh and blood on them. Some monsters still have their original skin wrapped in their bones, such as the lion demon and the rhinoceros demon, and it is estimated that their skin is too hard to touch, and they bite their teeth.

The Fly Demon's wings were gone, his body trembled weakly, and he stared at the pitch-black figure in the middle of the pit: "You...... You are ......"

The pitch-black "trapper" was speechless, I don't know if he was too lazy to speak, or if he was too busy to speak. I saw that he was squatting in the middle of the pit, pinching the pig demon's pig ears with his left hand, and holding a sharp blade in his right hand. The blood splattered from the veins in the pig's neck and splashed his face, but he didn't pay any attention to it, and tore off the whole piece of flesh from the pig's skull, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

He chewed the raw meat in a very gentle manner, slowly and methodically, eating the whole pig's head step by step. But his head and face and mouth are all red, and with this Sven action, it is even more weird and terrifying.

"The pork is fat, too greasy." The trapper muttered for a moment, then looked up at the fly.

"I ...... I like poop, I like garbage, I like ...... Love biting rotten eggs! I'm too smelly to be tasty!! ”

The trapper was silent, his black arm lifted up, and he didn't know what a spell he had cast, and the fly demon was already in his palm. He tore off the legs and feet of the Zombie Fly Demon one by one, tossed them aside, and slipped open its belly, pulling out all the intestines inside.

A monster doesn't even have the nutritional value of food, and there is no need for it to exist.

"Old barge, I have prepared something more delicious for you here, would you like to try it?" The figure of the green prisoner appeared out of thin air in the pit, with a grim smile. Yo, the green prisoner and the old barge are all black, and the strange way can come together.

The green prisoner casually dropped a deer antler humanoid child: "Venison and deer blood are the most nourishing, eat one meal and ten meals." ”

Pity the antlered boy, the skin and flesh of his whole body have long been entangled in green vines and turned red and purple, and his big teary eyes are pitiful. It forgets that for monsters, especially "trappers", "tears" can only represent weakness and taste, and have no so-called "compassion" effect.

"Compassion"? Monsters don't have that thing.

Lao Fu did not refuse, but took the antler boy very easily, and pulled the antlers out of the child's head! Lao Barge opened his mouth and bit down, took a bite of the antlers, and made a "crunchy and crispy", crispy and delicious, very good.

"Old barge, when will you be able to help me kill Jiu Mingmei?" Green Prison Road.

Lao Zhu ate the antlers on his own and did not speak.

"When will it !!?" The green prisoner was a little annoyed, "Helanshan said that you are very powerful, you were once the fiercest 'hunter' in the Demon Realm, and even Jiu Mingmei, who is fond of eating charcoal-grilled monsters, cannot compare to you. You have clearly promised to kill her for me, but you have not moved, isn't it...... What kind of 'trapper' is nothing but a name?! ”

"The time has not yet come."

"When?!" The green prisoner asked impatiently, "The dwarf Jingren went to find the bones, the blood demon Huaiyin went to Gowu Mountain, and only Feng Qianji and the stinky cat were left by Jiu Mingmei's side." What's more, Jiu Mingmei is now in the time of sleeping and recuperating from his body, if he doesn't kill at this time, let alone when! ”

The green prisoner once lured his brother Xuanhu to hate Jiu Mingmei, and wanted him to kill Jiu Mingmei in anger. Which Cheng thought, anger is anger, hatred is hatred, but it stimulates Xuanhu's possessiveness for Jiu Mingmei even more. Now Xuanhu has shifted his goal from killing Jiu Mingmei to killing Feng Qianji and forcibly occupying Jiu Mingmei.

Feng Qianji, the Eighth Prince...... In the tens of thousands of years that the green prisoner has lived, he has looked down on two men, one is Dongjun and the other is him. Dongjun, she can't move for the time being, but Feng Qianji is hers, no one wants to move!

"Three days later."

"What? Three days later? ”

"Three days later, at midnight, the period of the Demon Realm's Blood Moon Reverse Wheel, when the demonic energy is at its peak......"

The Green Prisoner smiled viciously and nodded in satisfaction. (To be continued.) )