Chapter 33: The Rabbit Must Die

The next day, at noon.

Feng Wannian only woke up, he rubbed his head, as if he was drunk, and he couldn't remember much about what happened last night or even longer.

This surprised Li Mo.

"And snake venom still has this effect?"

Not only can people lose consciousness for a short time, but after waking up, they can't remember anything before.

Li Mo vaguely remembered that he seemed to have mentioned it in the morning class before.

In the past, in order to make money, some demon hunters would capture snake demons in the mountains, refine venom, and extract and refine a colorless and odorless liquid that could be mixed with any alcohol.

Many rich sons love it and are willing to pay a lot of money to buy it.

The night is colorful, the lantern is burgundy, looking for a target in the tavern, once you like it, the technique is unfathomable, and it is not easy for the other party to notice it when you drink it.

When I woke up the next day, I was already disheveled and lying on the street, and I didn't know how many people I had communicated with last night.

Later, this potion was considered taboo by demon hunters, completely banned, and once discovered, it was considered heretical.

Li Mo remembered that when he took this class, he was extremely serious.

"I didn't expect this thing to be so effective?" Li Mo couldn't help but bow his head and look at the black dragon spear on his waist.

This is an unexpected joy, if it is definitely a way to make money in the past, you don't have to do anything, you can make a fortune by extracting a little venom from the black dragon gun every day and selling it.

In fact, before the Divine Sect destroyed the law, the demon hunter was not just subduing demons and subduing demons.

The lives of ordinary people are closely related to it, and as long as you have money, the monster hunter can meet all your needs.

For example, in order to prevent her sweetheart from changing her mind, women would seek the help of a demon hunter.

By cutting off the woman's hair and hiding it in a special bracelet, the demon hunter can restrain the man from making friends of the opposite sex.

This spell is the legendary [Fa Ke You].

It's a pity that it's been lost.

"What was I going to do yesterday?" Feng Wannian patted his head, looking dazed.

"Night wanderer, the butcher's brother-in-law at the foot of the mountain is still waiting."

Li Mo reminded kindly.

"That's right!"

Feng Wannian slapped his thigh and finally remembered.

There's a deal of business waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Wannian rubbed the ground, collapsed from the bed, and went straight out of the class room.

……

The following days were peaceful.

Li Mo would go to the back mountain every day, practice the [Dragon Transformation Technique], and take care of the snake skin by the way.

I have to say that the [Transformation Dragon Technique] combined with the blood of the python goblin, the dragon and snake alternated, which made Li Mo's right hand undergo an amazing change.

Now, even if Li Mo does not use his internal breath, the strength of his right hand is enough to be comparable to the power of the original use of the [Dragon Snatcher].

This transformation surprised Li Mo.

All beings turn into dragons, the mysteries of the human body, and all parts can indeed evolve towards the most powerful and perfect form.

If it weren't for the lack of resources and limited energy, Li Mo really wanted to strengthen his whole body.

"You can continue to improve."

Li Mo could feel that the huge amount of essence blood absorbed that day had not been completely refined, and some of it was hidden in his right hand.

If you refine it with the [Dragon Transformation Technique] every day, Li Mo's right hand can evolve again.

At that time, I didn't know what it was.

"After a hundred days, I will be able to form the Dao Vein Spirit Root, with my right hand, and the Black Dragon Spear as a killing move......"

Li Mo estimated his strength and felt that life was getting more and more promising.

"Have you heard? Recently, there have been really thieves in the mountain gate. ”

As soon as he returned to the prison, Feng Wannian came up vigilantly.

"Thieves!?" Li Mo was stunned.

The first thing I thought of was the hundred-year-old Zhu Fruit that Elder Wang had lost that day.

"Recently, among the Nine Courtyards, many disciples have lost their treasures, Senior Sister Chen's dirty clothes, Senior Sister Li's Luo skirt, Senior Sister Zhao's concussion stick......"

"Huh!?" Li Mo looked strange.

"This thief is a pervert!?"

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Wannian with some suspicion.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

Feng Wannian glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "I heard that it is a rabbit." ”

"Bunny!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then showed a strange expression.

"That's right, many witnesses said that they saw a rabbit, no coincidence......" Feng Wannian said firmly, as if he was at the scene.

"That's, isn't it? Bunny Demon!? ”

Li Mo shook his head, this is Luofu Mountain, where the masters are like clouds, and there are demon hunters everywhere.

What kind of rabbit demon can run rampant here and steal everywhere, it is simply impossible.

"Anyway, it's like this, of course, it may be that the thief deliberately released the rumor to confuse the public." Feng Wannian thought about it, and it seemed that this explanation was more reasonable.

"But now everyone's enthusiasm for catching rabbits is very high, and Senior Brother Han of [Dilong Academy] has offered a reward of three thousand taels to catch that rabbit."

"What? Three thousand taels? Li Mo's eyes widened.

That's a lot of money, and his snake skin can't be sold for such a high price.

"I heard that Senior Brother Han's [Snow Mountain Ginseng King] was stolen, this is his family's ancestral treasure medicine."

Feng Wannian showed a look of pity.

"Senior Brother Han has gone crazy, he said that the baby can not be recovered, but ......"

"The rabbit must die!"

"Treasure thief rabbit? Three thousand taels of rabbits? ”

Li Mo shook his head, this world is really very mysterious.

……

It was late at night.

Momiji Annex.

Chen Xinyi tonight is particularly moving, the incense powder on her body is different from usual, it is intriguing, her eyebrows and eyes are horizontal, and she has a unique charm.

That day, after Liu Changfeng fell, Shen Yimen not only did not care about his future, but comforted her.

Two days ago, Shen Yimen was drunk and confided in front of Chen Xinyi, so that the latter saw his sincerity and was so moved that he couldn't help himself.

This is really in response to the old saying, a man is drunk in three points, and you will cry.

Because of this, Chen Xinyi's feelings for Shen Yimen warmed up again, and she even did not hesitate to ask her father for a Realm Breaking Pill for Shen Yimen.

"Yimen, after taking this Realm Breaking Pill, you will be able to break through to the sixth level of the Inner Breath Realm." Chen Xinyi is thinking about Shen Yimen everywhere.

The Inner Breath Realm is sixfold, a three-star demon hunter, and if such an identity wants to pass the assessment of the Xuantian Pavilion, it can be regarded as having some competitiveness.

"Xinyi, I only have you in my eyes tonight, and everything else has to come later."

Shen Yimen shook his head, as if in his heart, the future fame and fortune were not as important as the woman in front of him.

This kind of retreat made Chen Xinyi feel more sincere.

"By the way, I'll put away that Realm Breaking Pill first, so that you don't have to worry about it all the time, you must only have me in your eyes." Shen Yimen said suddenly.

"You're so good to me." Chen Xinyi couldn't help but rejoice, and reached out to touch the sachet on her waist.

"Huh!? How is it gone! ”

"Gone? Look again! Shen Yimen's heart sank, and a chill flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes, which was fleeting and imperceptible.

"I put it right here."

"Where's my Realm Breaking Pill?"

"Who the hell is it!?"

A burst of shrill snoring came from the quiet courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, a snow-white rabbit held a delicate sachet, turned around and got into the grass, and ran towards the back mountain.