The Huan Wash not only has a lot of demon corpses today, but also recruits a lot of new miscellaneous servants.

There was a commotion around the gossip pool, and a few stewards quickly assigned people, and as soon as Song Ciwan came over, he was assigned to go to the grass washing room.

She gradually cultivated to the first level of Xiaocheng realm, and in the eyes of the steward, although she still exists, she seems to not exist.

It's just a pure tool, just work.

Just as Song Ciwan pretended to be a nameless god and regarded Yan Hanzhang as her own tool man, at this moment, she has also become a tool man in the eyes of others.

But what does it matter?

Everyone can be a tool in the eyes of others, and they get paid for their labor, as long as both parties recognize their own value, who can say what's wrong with that?

Today, manpower is tight, and Song Ciwan alone assigned ten demon beasts. She immediately felt that it was not only the Demon Refining Platform that made a fortune today, but also herself.

But soon Song Ciwan discovered that things were not so simple.

Among these ten demon beasts, seven are actually giant cockroaches!

Most of these cockroaches have broken carapaces and miserable appearances, and they did not die from fire attacks - most of those killed by fire attacks were burned to ashes, and it was difficult to leave corpses.

These giant cockroaches that left their bodies behind were all crushed to pieces, and their entire bodies were completely torn apart before they died.

When Song Ciwan touched these corpses, an indescribable smell first came to his face.

Her face changed slightly, washing this thing is more disgusting than washing all the demon corpses in the past!

There were also handymen who had been assigned to the cockroaches, and some of them had already vomited.

They are numb, but not dead!

The sound of vomiting one after another made Song Ciwan immediately hold his breath, pick up the body of the giant cockroach beside him, and quickly clean it.

The scales floated, and the bodies of these broken demon beasts brought messy pictures one after another.

The overall tone of the picture is dim, distorted, and even damaged.

There is a gloomy underground world, and there is the sound of water......

A dark river bubbled and flowed, and the occasional splash seemed to be dark red and bloody.

Cockroaches crawl out of it, in swarms, densely packed.

At this moment, Song Ciwan was simply about to commit a dense phobia.

She also wanted to see a little more clearly where these giant cockroaches came from, but the picture suddenly changed.

The cockroaches went from the ground to the ground, and they rushed into every house. They don't have the ability to think, they only have the instinct to seek food and get angry.

As long as it is alive and can be eaten, whether it is an animal or a living person......

In the distorted picture, someone is screaming in terror, limbs are bitten off, and terrifying chewing sounds are heard.

As soon as Song Ciwan's hand was released, the corpse of the giant cockroach fell into the water.

The picture was interrupted, but Song Ciwan's heart was beating wildly.

The sense of impact was too strong, and she only had one feeling now: these giant cockroaches really deserved to be killed!

In this world, there are people and demons like Cui Niang and Little Fox, who do evil but inevitably make people feel pity, and there are also demons like these giant cockroaches, who have almost no emotion, only chaotic instincts, and are disgusting to see.

After the scales appeared, seven faint wisps of dead qi were collected, and these dead qi seemed to be nothing, which was much weaker than the condensed dead qi obtained by Song Ciwan when he killed the demon with his own hands last night.

Song Ciwan sorted out the remnants of these giant cockroaches and put them aside, and the next thing to clean was a snake demon.

This snake demon was about the thickness of an adult's arm, six feet long, half of his head was cut off, and a large hole was broken in his abdomen, and it could be seen that he had also experienced fierce battles before he died.

Song Ciwan immersed the snake corpse in the water, the scales appeared, and the broken pictures spun rapidly like a marquee.

The same dark underground, the sound of water ticking;

There are snake demons shuttling through the damp jungle;

And somehow, the snake demon entered the city;

Then the people fled in panic, and the snake demon used his instinct to kill people;

The snake demon runs like the wind, flying sand and rocks when swimming, and it has no obvious emotions, but it has instinctive witchcraft!

Song Ciwan finally saw the picture of the snake demon before he died: the snake demon spit poisonous mist, shook the wind and sand, the pedestrians around him fell to the ground one after another, a tree was planted in the yard of a family, the snake demon poisonous fog was everywhere, and the tree withered quickly!

However, a warrior in green clothes strode over, his blood was full of energy, and in the picture from the perspective of the snake demon, it was like a humanoid furnace.

He rushed into the poisonous mist of the snake demon, and the poisonous mist that could corrupt living beings came into contact with him, but a red golden luster appeared from his body.

Snort! The poisonous mist failed to corrode him, but was burned by his blazing qi and blood.

The snake demon hissed, the wind and sand swirled, the trees fell, and the brick walls broke.

The warrior in Tsing Yi slashed with a gun and scolded: "Evil beasts dare to be presumptuous!" ”

The spearhead turned into a long knife, and he broke through the wind with his flesh, and slashed its head in half in the face of the snake demon's sorcery.

The picture ends here, but Song Ciwan seems to have watched half of the drama of the fierce battle between humans and snakes, which is really a bit thrilling.

This is the first time she has seen the strength of the warrior's qi and blood, judging from the intensity of the battle in the picture, the other party is at least much stronger than Zhang Ping, who died of the demon in his heart.

No, it's not just a lot stronger, they shouldn't be of an order of magnitude at all.

Could this be innate?

Song Ciwan only felt that it was an eye-opener, including the Chihua Fairy she met this morning, which gave her a clearer understanding of the masters of this world.

She can't deny that she easily assassinated Zhang Ping before, and after that, although she carefully eliminated the traces of her own visit, and at the same time repeatedly warned herself to be more cautious, but subconsciously, she was actually a little drifting because of this success.

As everyone knows, what is Zhang Ping?

From the demon school captain of Jiupin, it turns out that in this world of mixed demons, he is just at the bottom.

Rounding off, Song Ciwan, who has a bit of a marginal relationship with Zhang Ping's death, is naturally nothing.

- This is not good, it is too dangerous to be at the bottom, you have to work hard!

Continue to wash the demons.

Song Ciwan fished out the cleaned snake corpse, and there was a ball of gas lying on the scales: [Demon energy, chaotic direction, six taels per catty, can be sold. 】

Song Ciwan temporarily stored this qi and continued to clean the next demon corpse.

Today's ninth demon corpse is also a snake corpse, slightly smaller than the previous one, and Song Ciwan quickly cleaned it. The hand touched the snake corpse, but this time it didn't receive any more transmission screens.

Song Ciwan knew that this was because the snake was too weak. It's dead, but there's little visible information left on it.

After Song Ciwan finished cleaning, he got a ball of white gas that was even weaker than before: [Chaotic demonic energy, three points, can be offset. 】

Song Ciwan put them all away, and then quickly cleaned the tenth demon corpse.

The tenth demon corpse is also broken, and it is also a snake corpse, and it also gets a ball of qi: [Chaotic demon qi, two points, can be sold. 】