Li Wujiao walked on the street, like a.

"Boss, this, this, and this, all of them!"

Li Wuzai sold a lot of food and was going to go back and share it with a few other people. Halfway through, Li Wuzai met a girl with long purple hair reaching to her waist, a black scarf on her face, and a pair of gray-white eyes.

The girl held a green bamboo cane, and the green bamboo cane fell to the ground, making a tuk-tuk sound.

Although the girl was blind, her other five senses were incredible, and the second Li Wuzai's gaze stayed on her, she sensed that someone was looking at her.

The girl turned her head indifferently and glanced at Li Wuzai, and suddenly, Li Wuzai only felt a chill in his heart, as if he was on his back.

"Tsk, that's ruthless...."

Feeling the murderous aura on the girl's body, Li Wuzai's heart of death came out of his heart, and he shouted at the girl: "Girl, if there is a knight No. 97 who wants to send you home in the future, remember to look at the ring on his hand!" Believe me! There are surprises! ”

"A hint for you! Mute, mute, demon werewolf! ”

After speaking, Li Wuzai turned his head and ran.

It's really exciting to run away after pretending.

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, she couldn't figure out why this person was like a riddler, but she was not a person who thought too much about such inconsequential things, and continued to walk with a green bamboo cane.

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as the other party's front foot left, someone followed on the back foot.

Obviously, the Holy Demon Continent has not yet developed a routine such as heroes saving beauty, and even if there is, Sheng Cai'er, a cold assassin who has been trapped in a cycle of torture since he was six years old, will not care about this.

"Little sister, where are you going, I'll help you."

The young man, who was so handsome that he was younger than a woman, walked up to Cai'er and asked with concern.

"You're Knight Ninety-Seven?"

Cai'er thought back to the guy's words just now and asked.

"Huh?"

The boy didn't expect the girl to be able to accurately say his ranking, and he instinctively replied: "Yes, I'm Knight No. 97 Long Haochen." ”

“......”

Cai'er was silent for two seconds, a slightly strange situation that she couldn't understand. She was only twelve years old, half of which was spent as a good girl in the family, and half of the time was spent killing and being killed.

She had obviously never experienced this kind of god-like scene.

Since she didn't like to be followed, Cai'er forbade the Assassin Temple Eagle Hall to follow her at this moment, so no one could solve Cai'er's doubts.

Just when Cai'er was thinking about what that guy's words just now meant, Long Haochen was also observing Cai'er.

I don't know why, Long Haochen only felt that Cai'er was very familiar, as if he had seen this girl there.

'Ring, mute, werewolf! ’

Cai'er suddenly thought of something, her body trembled slightly, and her slender body tensed slightly.

A stream of spiritual power probed towards Long Haochen's hand, and when the spiritual power touched the forget-me-not ring, she was sure.

It's him, it's him.....

"What bad things did you kid do? Hooked up with that girl? ”

Looking at Li Wuzai with a wicked smile on his face, Wang Yuanyuan took the meal handed over by Li Wuzai and asked casually.

"I said I molested a little girl, do you believe it?"

"Huh?!"

A calloused hand instantly placed next to Li Wuzai's ear, and Li Wuzai felt the strength on it, and he was sure that if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, this ear would suffer today.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's not good."

"Am I the kind of person who molests little girls?"

"Then you just ....."

"I met a little girl on the way, who is our acquaintance."

"Shall we?"

"Well, I'll see it when we get to the internal competition, that girl is an assassin, and it's Assassin No. 1, I can't think of teasing a fifth-order assassin."

Li Wuzai passed this level, and then honestly conducted the selection competition.

There was nothing to say about the game in the Priest's Temple, and until the two brothers met, all opponents were chickens and dogs.

Li Wuzai relied on his strong external spiritual power to start a battle and stick to his face, and before the other party could open the shield, Li Wuzai was pressed to the ground and shocked the other contestants.

Priest No. 19 is stupid, how can there be such a priest, the normal priest competition is to come up and put a shield on himself first, and then take the Holy Light and the Hammer of Holy Light to each other.

Basically, the outcome depends on the evaluation of the judging panel.

Li Wuzai didn't talk about martial arts, and without saying a word, he pinched someone's neck and pressed someone's delicate little girl to the ground, and his fist was against his temple, and he lowered his voice and asked in a gloomy voice: "Do you know it, don't know it, your fist will be on your face." It's not good to have such a beautiful face swollen into a pig's head. ”

Pastor Nineteen was scared to tears on the spot.

Looking at the young lady pastor who was beaten and cried by herself, Li Wuzai did not have the slightest sense of guilt in his heart.

I can't bear this injury, and I can kill the enemy in the future?

I'm saving her life in advance, so that a living life is crippled by the devil's claws.

When the crying Pear Blossom Raining Priest No. 19 was taken off the stage, none of the contestants present dared to look at him.

"In the next game, Pastor Two vs. Pastor Forty-One."

Pastor Forty-One was a young man, and he wanted to hold on for a while, but when Sima Xian took the fine iron stick out of the storage equipment, he decisively conceded defeat.

The final of the Priest's Temple was held in this weird atmosphere, and even the Priest No. 1 Lu Yi was resisted by the girls, and wherever the three big men went, all the contestants automatically retreated.

In the end, Lu Yi won the third place with an MMP face, and asked the Xiucheng brothers to grab the first place.

Lu Yi: Whoever wants to compete with these two monsters for the first place, I'm fed up.

In the ring, Sima Xian and Li Wuzai looked at each other.

"Hehe, or I'm going to vote?"

Sima Xian's mood is stable, anyway, no matter who loses or wins, the first and second are all repairing the city, Xuanyi won, okay!

Xuanyi is going to compete for the consul of the city next, and it is also a merit to cultivate excellent members of the demon hunting group.

And Xuanyi's rival ghost, his son who he had high hopes for is said to have not even entered the internal competition, and the father and son have already gone home in disgrace.

And looking at the situation of Sima Xian and Li Wuzai, I'm afraid that there is hope for the top ten in the internal competition!

"Don't, I haven't practiced for a long time, let's try it?"

"Good!"

With a bang, the fine iron rod in Sima Xian's hand was slammed into the ground by him.

All the priests, including the big guys on the stage, looked at the fine iron rod that had been inserted into the ground by Sima Xian for more than a foot, and their faces were extremely exciting.

Several priests and bosses twitched even more, of course their external spiritual power could do this, but what kind of cultivation were they?

Seventh-order eighth-order.

What kind of cultivation is that kid?

Fifth-order outcropping.

"How much external spiritual power does this little monster have?"

Cardinal Weak Water shook his head when he looked at the spicy scene on the stage, not only because of Sima Xian's stick, but also because Sima Xian ripped off the robe on his body with a loud roar.