Relieved of the state of the Disaster Prison Division, Wen Wen wiped his hands and picked up the short sword with some anticipation.

After all, it fused the weight of a dozen daggers, but this was just right for Wen Wen, who had disliked the original weapon being too light.

After two strokes, Wen Wen slashed down at the handle of a dagger, which snapped in response.

"I didn't use too much strength, the sharpness of this short sword should be even sharper than that of an antique dagger, so it won't cost me a lot of tossing."

Then, Wen Wen closed his eyes, and the energy of the blood-colored heart formed a strange cycle, and the blade was covered with a thin layer of black energy.

With a swing of the sword, there was the sound of the air being slashed!

"Swordsmanship is really a thing that requires a sword to be handy, although this short sword is not too long, but the feel is different."

With just one swing of the sword, Wen Wen fell in love with this short sword, and no matter where you looked at it, this short sword threw out the rune dagger eighteen avenues.

This is also a matter of course, after all, when the rune dagger was first made, Wen Wen did not have the power of the Calamity Prison Division.

Weapons made by cataclysmic-level powerhouses themselves, even if they don't have any technical content, are not comparable to ordinary super weapons.

"Not bad, not bad."

Wen Wen nodded, then hung the dagger around his waist, and then his gaze swept to the debris on the ground from the creation of the rune dagger.

"Hmm...... Let's play it like this. ”

He smelted the residue on the ground, then wrapped it in his rune dagger, and used catastrophic energy to simply quench it, and it took less than ten minutes for a brand-new dagger with strange patterns to appear in front of Wen Wen.

"This dagger is the gift I want to give to Feng Ruixing, as soon as I join the company, I will give a super weapon, where else is I so generous."

Yes, the rune dagger that had been made for an afternoon, Wen Wen was going to keep it for himself.

In the end, what he processed at will was the reward he planned to give Feng Ruixing.

……

When the evening came, Wen Wen came to the booked hotel on time to participate in the association's dinner.

Looking at the signboard of the hotel, Wen Wen was a little uneasy, this was the Furong kitchen.

"It shouldn't be him who cooks, I heard that he rarely cooks by himself lately, it shouldn't be him......"

Wen Wenke knew that Zhu Qipei usually did what he did when he was at home, and he felt uncomfortable at the thought that it might be him cooking.

He arrived a little late, and everyone had already ordered.

"Detective Wen, what are you doing so late?" Lin Lu asked with a smile.

Two words burst out of Wen Wen's mouth: "Practice swords!" ”

Lin Lu couldn't hold back, and laughed directly: "Lian cheap, it's really your style." ”

Everyone else laughed, only Wen Wen's eyes were angry, and he tried to explain to them which sword it was, but no one believed him.

However, although Wen Wen corrected it seriously, he was actually very happy.

Since one day a few years ago, he has been single and has never had any contact with anyone outside of work.

And now, although his relationship with these people in the Hunter Association is not very good, he is also the group of people who have the closest relationship with him in recent years.

Soon, the prepared dishes are served one by one, and these dishes are not only full of color and flavor, but also look like they are glowing.

The boss who used to look gentle and unpleasant stepped forward, smiled and said to everyone: "Today is Chef Zhu cooking in person, you are blessed." ”

As soon as they heard that it was Zhu Qipei cooking, everyone was in high spirits, only Wen Wen looked at the boss strangely.

"This thing won't be because it doesn't like me, so it will pit me by the way."

Well, Zhu Qipei personally cooked today, and it was really because of him, but not to pit him, but to give his friends a face.

Anyone, as long as he can provide Zhu Qipei with a pig's head doll, is his friend Zhu Qipei!

Now that the dishes have come up, Wen Wen is not pretentious, and casually stuffs a piece of pork into his mouth, Wen Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Not to mention, Zhu Qipei really has a hand at cooking, no wonder the boss has such a bad attitude and still puts up with him.

However, Wen Wen was very curious, what did Zhu Qipei feel when he was cooking pork......

Then, the eyes of everyone at the entire table were fixed on Yan Xiu, who had been silent.

Since he arrived at the association, he has never taken off his mask, and everyone doesn't know what he looks like.

Then, in the expectant gaze of everyone, Yan Xiu picked up a shrimp, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and chewed it intoxicatedly.

“？？？”

Wen Wen had a bunch of question marks on his head.

What about the process?

You didn't even take off your mask, how did you put it in your mouth?

With so many superpowers present, none of them could see what was going on.

I could only look at the emoji on Yan Xiu's mask, who was intoxicated by food, looking at each other and relatively speechless.

In short, the meal was very joyful, and the eldest palace guard, who was sent off this time, just smiled at these young people, but rarely spoke.

At the witcher's dinner, there is very little sadness.

For them, who may have one less companion tomorrow, the sadness of farewell is an emotion that does not need to exist.

After the dinner, everyone sat at the door of Furong Kitchen, and it was a rare and comfortable time to wake up and brag and fart.

Wen Wen blushed and enjoyed the feeling of the majestic wind, and it was not bad to come like this once in a while.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang, Wen Wen smashed his mouth, his eyes quickly returned to clarity, and there was a faint pungent smell of alcohol on his body, and he had expelled the alcohol in his blood.

Not only Wen Wen, but everyone else actually deliberately put themselves into a slightly drunk state.

With the constitution of demon hunters, it is difficult to get them drunk with ordinary alcohol.

turned on the phone, and before Wen Wen could ask, there was a somewhat immature voice on the other side of the phone.

"Hello...... Are you Detective Wen, my uncle is crazy, can you help? ”

Wen Wen frowned and asked, "May I ask who you are and how do you know my contact information?" ”

"My name is Li Dazhuang, and I don't know how I have your contact information, but I just think that this kind of thing should come to you." The phone trembled.

It turned out that Li Dazhuang, so Wen Wen understood a little.

He had encountered this young man twice, once when he was capturing the Gossip Tree Spirit, and once during the Furong River Paradise incident.

Speaking of which, this guy is unlucky enough, if this is also a supernatural event, he has already encountered three supernatural events in a row.

Last time, I thought he was unlucky enough to stuff the business card into his hand.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on?" Wen Wen calmed Li Dazhuang's emotions.