"Xiaobai! You'll have to come back more often, woo..."

Hinamori Momo, who cries into a cat face, hugs the childhood friend who is about to leave.

"It's a lot like giving you some more time to say goodbye... But it's already 8:50!! Little girl, you don't want my big brother to sleep outside the door at night. ”

Zhibo Haiyan, who was carrying a small burden, had all his facial features huddled together.

"Poof... Momoko got it. ”

Looking at the funny Shiba petrel, Hinamori Momo burst into tears and laughed.

"Then hurry... I'll send you home first. ”

Shiba Haiyan, who was about to reach the curfew time, picked up the reluctant Hibanya and the laughing Hinamori Momo with his left and right hands respectively, nodded to Hibanya's grandmother and disappeared in an instant.

Until the three of them left, Qinghe's heart inevitably appeared empty, and a sense of urgency... I have less than 35 years to grow.

It doesn't look like the system will be helping itself much in the short term... Now, even the "long-term meal ticket" of Hibanya has run away - which means that he has to work hard, work hard... Go the extra mile!

"Xiaoqing, grandma is going to rest... You just sleep in Xiaobai's room. ”

Looking at her with a sleepy face, Qinghe stepped forward and raised his arm: "Grandma, I'll send you back... I'll clean up the dishes and chopsticks. ”

"Hehehe... Little Halal is a good boy. ”

…

After putting everything in order, Kiyowa glanced at the antique clock by the wall - the time had reached 11 o'clock.

"The Slasher and the Bottle will be brought back tomorrow... Otherwise, if there is any danger, there will be no ability to resist at all. ”

Lying on the bed in Hibanya, Qinghe is still a little unaccustomed... He'll need to live here for some time to come.

"Let's take a day off today..."

Qinghe, who used to inject spiritual power into the magic bottle at this time, began to force himself to sleep.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight squeezed in through the cracks in the windows.

Qinghe opened his eyes on time, began to wash up briefly, and then quietly left the house.

The slightly cool morning breeze, mixed with the slight chill of the night and the warmth brought by the sun, made Qinghe subconsciously greedy to breathe in this fresh air.

Hiss...

In the silent street, an indiscernible voice sounded, turning his body while clearing and doubting... A red tongue passed through his body, and then quickly retracted.

"Hmm..."

The severe pain caused Kiyowa to have a nausea and vomiting reaction... He knew that the rib closest to his heart was broken.

"The smell of death is really fascinating."

A shrill voice rang out, and what appeared in Qinghe's line of sight was a lizard-like void that occupied the green tiles—its entire face was surrounded by a white mask, and there was a circular hole in the middle of its slender neck.

The next second, the attribute board popped up on its own... However, Qinghe directly silently recited "close", and left the place with a ring.

Poof... The long tongue shot out again, burrowing a round dark hole in the floor where Kiyowa had been.

"Young little one, let me eat you."

Whew-the lizard chased after Qinghe at the same time, the viscous liquid in the open bloody mouth couldn't stop flowing, and the fist-sized red and yellow eyes revealed incomparable longing.

Qinghe, who was covering his wounds, was sweating profusely on his forehead, and through the disillusionment of the spirit son in his perception, he kept using his own sound that was only less than 3 meters away.

Bang bang bang ... Behind him was a lizard that was like crazy, and used his tongue to pierce everything along the way - the blow just now, if it wasn't for Qinghe's subconscious rotation of his body, then he would have been directly pierced through the heart and died.

Tick tock... Blood trickled down his palms and fell to the ground—the dawn of summer always came too early, and there were no bystanders on the streets.

If there is... I'm afraid that the other party will also hide far away: void, it is not something that ordinary souls can deal with at all.

"Damn... If you use it for the first time, you won't be seriously injured at all! I don't want to be killed by this miscellaneous fish, I don't want to die!!"

Qinghe, who was shouting frantically in his heart, was full of anger - if it wasn't for the fact that the Slashing Knife wasn't on his body, if it wasn't for the magic bottle, how could he be so embarrassed.

"Hee-hee... Run, run, desperate little one. ”

It seems that the interest is coming... In the face of Qinghe, who was running wildly, Lizard Xuan no longer attacked with a deadly tongue, but followed Qinghe unhurriedly, who had begun to slow down.

The feeling of dizziness kept flooding over his brain, and his body gradually became cold, and Qinghe, who was drained of his strength, couldn't help but despair - the once ambitious and impassioned ambition became so pale and powerless under the tracking of the hunters behind him.

"I can't give up yet... Bastard!"

The sweat eroded the eyes, wet and astringent into the mouth... His hut was finally less than three meters away from him.

Seeing that his figure had begun to stumble, but he still didn't give up and escaped... The lizard sticks out its tongue and licks its mouth: this mixture of indomitable and desperate souls is the sweetest of all.

"Little guy, sometimes giving up is a relief!"

Poof—a tongue that ejects out and runs through Kiyowa's head.

However, the sensation coming from the tongue does not have much real feeling... In the next second, the little ghost in front of him turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

Squeak—the subsequent sound of the door opening made the lizard angry: "Stupid little ghost... I've decided to torture you slowly and make you cry until your blood runs out!! ”

"Poof..."

With the last turn, Kiyowa, who left an afterimage, rushed into the room, opened the lid of the magic bottle, and the blue liquid was directly sucked into his body, and at the same time he also got his own slashing knife.

Poof—The red tongue that appeared through the door pierced the afterimage of Kiyowa once again.

Qinghe, who appeared on the roof, his face turned ruddy again, and he stroked the cold body of the Slashing Sword—fiery red aura surging out from his body.

Bang!

The lizards that fell into the sky crushed the roof, and the spirits began to repair at the same time—in the corpse soul realm, there were only flowing souls and eternal buildings.

Kiyowa still hasn't looked back... A few rings in quick succession distanced him from the lizard: if he fought here, he would probably be seen by many people.

"Little ghost, though I don't know why you're getting alive again... But you're going to die today! The lizard who missed again and again revealed a cruel light in his eyes.

A minute later, Deathlord and Truth in hand stopped outside the dense woods.

Boom! In the midst of the vast cloud of smoke and dust, the black shadow of the lizard appeared.

"Bastard, do you think about how to die?"

"Hahaha... Grim Reaper, you have a better ability to speak big words than me! ”

Swish! In the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed, the ejected tongue was easily dodged by Qinghe.

Crash... The first page of truth was flipped, and Qinghe's little hand pressed on it with fiery red spiritual power.

The next moment, a scorching breath came, and the air made a "popping" sound.

Roar!!

The witch-hunting king who appeared grabbed the incoming tongue with his flaming black palm.

"Whew..."

The lizard was caught off guard, and its tongue was melted by the heat.

"Now, our positions are reversed... 1，2，3… 10！ ”

Angry numbers, coming out of Qinghe's mouth... Each number represents the existence of a witch-hunting king.