Chapter 128: Soul Eater Pig Demon

Butcher Pei has been galloping and killing the pig world for so many years, and the pigs that died in his hands were not ten thousand but eight thousand, how could the little pig cub escape his butcher's knife.

"Where to run!"

Pei Butcher shouted, strode over the wall, and went to the private room next door to catch the little piglet, although his figure was slightly bloated, but his skills were unusually vigorous, and a leaping man fell in the single room next door.

Living next door is a ninety pound pig about to be slaughtered, its body is fat, it is extremely difficult to turn back in the small single room, and now a little piglet and Pei butcher squeezed in again, for a time the whole small single room is more narrow and crowded.

This made it easier for Butcher Pei to catch the little piglet, because it really had nowhere to escape, and if he wanted to jump out again, he was blocked by his ninety-pound pig teammates.

"I can't run!"

Butcher Pei shouted loudly, and his calloused hand reached out sharply, and he grabbed the little piglet who was hiding in the wall and shivered, and picked it up.

"I'll let you see if my pig-killing knife is fast in a moment."

The little piglet seemed to understand Butcher Pei's words, and he was so agitated that he fainted to death, and no matter how much Butcher Pei slapped it, it had no reaction.

"Hey, hey, play dead, huh? After a while, wait for the white knife to go in, and the red knife to come out, see if you still can't pretend. ”

Pei Butcher snorted coldly and wanted to jump out of the luxurious single room, but as soon as he stepped forward, he was interrupted by silence.

"It's not playing dead, it's really dead."

"Huh?!" Pei Butcher froze in place, a little unconvinced, "Impossible, how can it be so easy to die, you know that animals like pigs always like to pretend to be dead when they encounter danger, thinking that they can escape by pretending to be dead, but they don't know that its life is doomed the moment it is born." ”

Shen Mo shook his head and made sure again, "It's really dead." ”

Butcher Pei was stunned, and seeing that Shen Mo was so sure, he picked up the little piglet again, took a closer look, and touched his heartbeat.

"Huh! Is it really dead?! ”

Butcher Pei was a little incredulous, the little piglet was so cheerful just now, why did he turn his face and burp?

This is not to be frightened! What a hell!

"Pretty boy, your eyes are so good, or I'll give you another one, the pig will die before it bleeds, and the meat quality will be much worse."

Shen Mo shook his head and refused, "I want it." ”

"Uh, why?"

"Because, it's been dead for a long time."

Pei Butcher: "???"

Pretty boy, are you kidding me?

Before Butcher Pei could get angry, he only felt a slight chill behind him, as if something suddenly appeared behind him.

He subconsciously looked away and wanted to figure out what was going on.

Airplanes!

I saw a huge pig's head covered with blood floating behind Butcher Pei, and the blood-red pig eyes stared at Butcher Pei with endless resentment, as if he was silently complaining about something.

Hum! Hum!

"Thulium mud acres! Pig's head·····"

Butcher Pei scolded, threw down the carcass of the little piglet in his hand in a panic, and escaped from the luxurious single room with a crawl, and all kinds of prayers and eulogies for safety kept pouring out of his mouth.

"Pig, I'm just responsible for killing, it's not me who eats you, the so-called no buying and selling, no killing, you are looking for someone to take revenge, but you can't find me."

Butcher Pei's words seemed to have some effect, and the huge pig's head really abandoned Butcher Pei and set his eyes on Shen Mo's body.

What else can be said about silence?

This wave of hatred is really just right.

Shen Mo really thanked Butcher Pei.

So he kicked out, and landed firmly on Pei Butcher's face, and the other party rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, landed on his face perfectly, and fainted.

This kick was not only a silent thank you for the good hatred of Pei Tufula, but also lest he see something he shouldn't see for a while.

The best of both worlds, don't kick in vain.

Seeing that Butcher Pei was unconscious, Shen Mo looked at the big pig's head in front of him.

Airplanes!

Spotting Skill Activation!

The built-in skill Scout from [Heritage: Observer's Ring] immediately revealed the pig's head's information to Silence.

【Soul Eater Pig Demon】

This is a kind of pig demon that grows by devouring the souls of its kind, and it likes to incarnate as a pig's head, inhabiting the body of its kind, and slowly eating away at the souls of its kind, until the other party dies and becomes a puppet.

Shen Mo frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart, "Is it the root of the evil spirit?" ”

Judging from the evil qi on the pig's head, it is undoubtedly the cause of the mutation in meat quality.

Since this is the case, it is no wonder that the silent hand kills the pig's head.

I thought this monster was so powerful, but now it seems that it is nothing more than a big pig's head.

With a flick of his wrist, the simple scythe flashed out, pulling out a knife flower like Pei Butcher, and in the next second, the whole person disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, the person was already directly above the pig's head.

"Let's face the slash!"

The simple scythe fell in response to the sound, and slashed directly along the center of the pig's head's eyebrows, and the sharp scythe blade was not blocked in the slightest, directly splitting the pig's head in two, and the evil qi sputtered around, twisting and wriggling like a black tentacle.

Silently twisted his body in the air, turning one hand into a fist, and the palm with a milky white halo slapped out, instantly enveloping the evil aura on the ground.

Cleanse!

The milky purifying power is perfect for dealing with these evil qi, and in just a few breaths, the evil qi all over the ground will be purified.

Shen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't expect the Soul Eater Pig Demon to be able to solve it so easily, it seems that it is not as powerful as imagined, giving people a feeling of being strong on the outside and dry on the middle.

No, from another point of view, it's not that the opponent is too vegetable, but that the strength of silence is too strong.

The evil thing that envelops the entire human pig farm can be solved with just one sword, and this task is too easy.

Wait a minute!

Silent and stunned, he seemed to have forgotten some important information.

Although this pig's head has that evil spirit, in terms of the amount of evil energy, it is not enough to affect the whole people's pig farm.

The amount of evil qi on its body can affect the No. 103 breeding room, how can it let the entire breeding farm be shrouded in evil energy?

There's something greasy in this!

Silent realized that the problem was definitely not as simple as he thought, and he immediately opened his spiritual sense and glanced out the window.

The evil aura that shrouded the human-owned pig farm still existed, and it did not dissipate due to the death of the Soul Eater Pig Demon.

This is obviously unscientific, and even less metaphysical.

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, the demon's death will be dispersed.

If the evil qi of the human pig farm is caused by the Soul Eater Pig Demon, then with its death, the evil qi will inevitably disappear with it.

Instead of disappearing, the evil aura outside has become more and more dense.

Could it be that there is more than one soul-devouring pig demon on the pig farm?

What Shen Mo had just killed was nothing more than a small minion, and the real big pig's head was still hidden in a corner of the factory, constantly devouring the souls of its kind.

Finished.

It's a scare for the snake!

Snorr~

The peculiar muffled hum of the pig exploded out of thin air, sometimes around the ears, sometimes far away from the cape, giving people a very illusory and vague feeling.

The enchanted orb on Shen Mo's neck suddenly exploded, shattering into countless sawdust, his head cramped, and an uncontrollable appetite rose from the bottom of his heart.

He was so hungry, so hungry that he wanted to eat it.

It was as if eating everything in the world could not fill the hunger and emptiness in his heart.

The pigs in the 103 breeding room were also affected by this consciousness, and lowered their heads and ate frantically, eating everything that could be eaten in the trough like a gluttonous feast.

Silently staring at the pig feed, lost in thought. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "A Certain Daddy's Infinite Ghost", " ", talk about life, and find a confidant~