Lijiazhuang Community, Anzhou City.

Located on a small three-story building in a chaotic urban village, Shen Jing came to the westernmost end of the corridor on the third floor and opened the door of his small rental house.

A familiar breath came to his face, and he didn't come back for many days, and the furnishings in the room were the same as when he left.

Looking at the familiar furnishings and the slightly crowded room, Shen Jing couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

It's still a place to live in.

I am such a poor teenager.

Behind him, Lan Zhiruo walked in and said, "Master, I have already negotiated with the landlord of this building, and I will sign to buy the building in the next few days, and the tenants have all compensated for the rent at ten times the price, and they can move out tomorrow, and they basically rent it on the nearby building." ”

"That's good, the neighbors are pointing to opening a store here to make money, and help Uncle Zhang's noodle restaurant downstairs find a better storefront." Shen Jing said casually.

"Yes." Lan Zhiruo nodded in understanding, and then began to undress.

After a while, Lan Zhiruo had already changed into a maid outfit and began to clean the room.

After today's scene of wielding a sword to kill the Five Paths, as well as her father's transformation, Lan Zhiruo has completely regarded herself as Shen Jing's little maid.

It's not because of any systematic task, but because I really want to serve this teenager.

Of course, it would be great if the owner was in a good mood and rewarded her with a few whips......

Shen Jing found a bamboo pole, a white sheet, and a can of spray paint, sprayed a few words crookedly, and erected them on the roof.

A flag-like white sheet was waving in the wind, with a few large red paint sprays written on it:

"The mission goal is here!"

There is also an arrow in the back, pointing to Shen Jing's room.

Subsequently, Shen Jing wrote and drew on a plain billboard and stood in the room.

After doing all this, he opened the door, dragged a chaise longue over and lay down, closed his eyes and recuperated while holding an ordinary sword in his hand, and practiced drawing his sword.

At this time, Lan Zhiruo had already finished cleaning the room, moved a small stool, and sat down next to Shen Jing to weave something.

The light of the space ring continued to flicker, Shen Jing's wrist flipped lightly, and the technique of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Sword True Technique in his body worked, and he quickly retracted his sword and pulled out the sword.

For him, the current speed of sword issuance is closely related to his life.

At this time, his "Heavenly Demon Imperial Sword True Decision" had reached the sixth realm, and he could even cut out the sword, and the speed of the sword was not unfast, but in front of those inhuman perverts, it was not enough.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already evening, and Shen Jing has been practicing at the door for a long time to collect and release his sword, without waiting for a system loader.

Instead, Lan Zhiruo knitted the things in her hand, handed them to Shen Jing, and let him tie them around her waist.

The doors of the neighborhood had almost moved, and looking at the empty corridor outside the door, Shen Jing was speechless.

I don't want to see the sky when I don't want to see it, and now I don't even have a ghost shadow when I need it.

Fortunately, he has been practicing sword retraction, which is not a waste of time.

What consumes the most now is his mental power.

After all, what is needed to control the space ring is spiritual power, which is constantly collected and released, hundreds or even thousands of times in a row, which also makes his spiritual power depleted.

Even after drinking the big blue bottle, I am still a little tired.

However, this kind of overdraft practice is also conducive to the growth of one's own mental strength.

At night, defensive props were arranged around the room, and Lan Zhiruo waited for her to wash her feet, and Shen Jing, who had a splitting headache, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

In one day, the tenants of this small building have already received a high amount of compensation, and they went to rent next to it happily, and the whole small building has been empty.

When the lights in Shen Jing's room went out, the surroundings were immediately dark.

In the midst of this darkness, in the corners around the small building, a pair of eyes that radiated green or red light slowly lit up.

Like beasts in the dark, staring at Shen Jing's rental house, but they were wary of each other, and they did not act rashly until dawn, and they dispersed one after another......

Shen Jing slept until the next day, and he didn't wake up until the next day.

Lan Zhiruo had already made breakfast and helped Shen Jing set it up.

After breakfast, Shen Jing moved a reclining chair again and lay down at the door, practicing collecting and drawing swords, while instructing Lan Zhiruo to practice "Heavenly Demon Gong".

Although Lan Zhiruo was not interested in fighting, killing, and killing, she heard that "Heavenly Demon Gong" had the effect of softening the body and beautifying the skin, so she immediately threw herself into it, posing in various poses on the side, and practiced it completely as yoga.

"Master, no one has been coming, do you need to advertise it on TV?" Lan Zhiruo asked as she posed on the bed.

"No, the system loaders all have their own radars, and those who should come will naturally come." Shen Jing waved his hand and said.

It's okay to come late, anyway, others are more anxious than him.

At this moment, the sound of high heels suddenly came from the stairs, and Shen Jing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Here it comes!

Then I saw three beautiful girls with graceful and tall figures, wearing sunglasses, wearing small suspenders and miniskirts, and stepping on high heels studded with rhinestones, walking towards Shen Jing.

It's already October, and the weather is getting cooler, but these three girls are still dressed in the middle of summer, and they are obviously not afraid of the cold.

The corners of Shen Jing's mouth raised, looking forward to it.

"Mr. Shen......" The three girls had soft voices, with a penetrating coquettishness, and they were about to speak.

"Oh, here?" Shen Jing half-squinted, raised the iron sword in his hand, and pointed to the billboard next to him.

The three girls looked at it and saw a few lines of big characters written crookedly on the sign:

"The new store opened at a special sale

Kissing: 3 items of equipment plus a living demon

On-site ceremony marriage: 10 items of props and equipment plus 3 living demons

Apply for a marriage certificate: 30 pieces of props and equipment plus 10 living demons

Temporarily not handling the cave house business"

The three beautiful girls looked at each other with extremely strange expressions on their faces, and then one of them took off his sunglasses and exclaimed:

"Mr. Shen, you ...... How can you do that! The sisters just want to have fun with you and take a little Yuanyang, you are so cruel to us!? Hire someone to catch us? Are you going to kill us again? ”

As she spoke, the girl's eyes were already filled with tears, ready to flow at any moment.

Shen Jingyan suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, only to realize that the girl in front of him was actually the fox demon girl who went to him yesterday to have fun!

The two beautiful girls beside her also looked aggrieved at this time, obviously they were not system loaders, but two banshees!

The system loader who has been waiting for a long time, why did three beautiful banshees come?

"That's it! Brother, how can you be so ruthless to the slave family, the slave family...... Woo, the heart of the slave family, it hurts so much......"

"If my brother doesn't want to have fun with us, he just needs to tell us why he is arresting and killing us...... Even if you catch them, you should catch those banshees...... The slave family is no longer alive......"

The three banshees sat directly on the ground, crying and crying, looking for death and life in front of Shen Jing, pear blossoms brought rain, and I felt pity.

Shen Jing had a black question mark on his face, and his head was big.