Song Zhi snorted lightly.

While the snake demon was not yet completely paralyzed to the ground.

She spun around and lifted her legs, and with a flying kick she kicked the basilisk in the lower abdomen.

The snake demon then soared into the air and flew towards the undead half-demon.

Sang Yuben was surprised that Song Weaving actually knew his name.

At this time, seeing the body of the snake demon flying straight towards him, Sang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the man-animal shed of the pit people, snake blood is also a source of water, which can also quench thirst and replenish physical strength.

He immediately stopped thinking about it, raised his head and sucked hard, and the flying snake body automatically came to his mouth.

Snake blood gushed out from the hole in the back of the snake demon's neck, moistening Sangyu's thirsty body little by little.

*

Sang Yu drank very happily over there, and his happy eyes narrowed.

At this time, Feng Ye's battle with the Devourer is also coming to an end.

Although Feng Ye is not as tall as the Demon Eater, he is better at being flexible in his movements and dodging in time.

He always goes around behind the Devourer and fires cold arrows to carry out sneak attacks.

It was a lot of back and forth, and finally the Devourer became irritable.

Taking advantage of the Demon Devourer's anxiety and anger, Feng Ye reached out and dragged a demon female cultivator with sharp horns on her head.

He pressed the sheep demon's horn and stabbed it hard, and the demon eater's neck was pierced.

When the black demon blood spurted out wildly.

The Demon Eater, who had dominated the dungeon for a hundred years, died like this.

As the Devourer slammed to the ground, his life whined, and the battle in the dungeon was settled.

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

Feng Ye raised his hand and wiped the corners of his bleeding mouth fiercely, he bared his teeth, dragged his injured legs and feet, and limped towards Song Weaving.

Facing Shang Feng Ye's concerned eyes, Song Zhi shook his head lightly, signaling that he was fine.

She glanced at Feng Ye's slightly trembling right leg, her eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously, and then let go in the next moment.

With half a Nine-Rank Cleansing Pill that he had taken in the corpse cave before, the injuries on Feng Ye's body should be able to heal themselves.

He shouldn't be holding her back.

Thinking so, Song Zhi raised his eyes and looked around sharply.

When he saw all the demons and half-demons who were staring at her, they all consciously avoided her eyes, as if they were shrinking, and as if they were surrendering, Song Zhi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This desperate demon slaying operation finally achieved the deterrent effect she wanted.

*

"Before, my senior brother dropped the spirit stone gold bead on the ground."

"Who picked them up?"

"Give you three breaths to get your things back."

"I'm going to say ugly things ahead, if I find that you have one less child......"

"Then I will use your lives to stop it."

Song Zhi is by no means a murderous female demon.

It's just that in the case of the human and animal shed, if she and Feng Ye want to protect themselves, they must be strong and ruthless.

Otherwise, they are afraid that there will be no bones left to be eaten.

Feng Ye didn't expect that Song Zhi would liquidate the matter of being robbed of the spirit stone gold beads.

However, he wisely pressed down the conversation, did not say much, and did not block it.

The fact that the little junior sister can block two with one and not fall behind at all is enough to show how powerful she is.

Although he is a senior brother, he must abide by the rule that the strong are respected.

In the human and animal shed, he should have succumbed to Song Zhi and listened to her orders.

Watching Song Weaving hold the snake demon's vertebrae, gently sliding on the ground like a whip, slowly whipping.

The people who witnessed her cruel atrocities were immediately shocked.

The person who did not snatch the spirit stone gold bead, in Song Zhi's indifferent and ruthless eyes, took a few steps back consciously.

The one who grabbed the things stepped forward tremblingly, knelt on his knees, held a few small spirit stone gold beads in both hands, and obediently presented them to Song Weaving with an expression of worship.

Faced with this scene, without Song Zhi saying more, Feng Ye took out the cloth bag and put away the lost spirit stone gold beads.

"Wait!"

When the last person handed over a large handful of spirit stones and got up to leave, Song Zhi stretched out his hand to block the person's retreat.

The man was a demon clan with a complete transformation, and a long dull red hair on the top of his head.

Seeing Song Zhi stretch out his hand to stop him, his face froze, his pupils shrank into small holes, and he turned around and stared at Song Zhi as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Something, I, I've got it back!"

The red-haired demon clan stretched out his hand and pointed to the spirit stone that Feng Ye had received from the cloth bag, and said with a trembling accent.

He's a half-headed.

As soon as he took shape, he was caught by the bad beast master and sold here.

He usually doesn't fight, he doesn't rob or bully people casually, and he protects himself very well.

Ben just followed others to take advantage of the fire to rob, but who knew that this Terran female cultivator was actually a hard stubble.

Not only did she strangle the ape wolf demon three or two times, but she also ferociously pulled out the vertebrae of the rhombic snake.

is also a soft demon clan, and Banjiao feels scared just thinking of that picture.

He's such a miserable one!

Song Zhi didn't know that the half-Jiao in front of him was rich in inner drama, and when he looked up in the bitter rain, a pair of eyes had a faint vapor, as if he could burst into tears in the next second.

Song Zhi only felt inexplicable.

"I know who took how much."

"You have handed over more spirit stones, and if you have more, you can take them back yourself."

"I don't want you much, but don't think about missing me!"

*

"Ah......h

"Is this so?"

"Good female boss! The villain knows, and the villain will take the excess spirit stone back, hehe. ”

Banjiao never expected that the female devil who shouted and shouted to kill the snake demon and wolf demon would open up to him and behave so gently and kindly, which is simply the embodiment of justice.

Whining.

Banjiao was moved, and quickly took the spirit stone handed by Feng Ye, and trotted away quickly.

I'm scared to death!

I thought that the female demon was going to leave him cramping and peeling his skin, and then give it to the undead half-demon as a preparation ration.

*

"Senior sister, there is no shortage of spirit stones and golden beads."

Feng Ye took the time to glance at the full cloth bag and half of his face with a light beard, and couldn't help but arouse a pleasant arc.

Although but.

It's sad to say.

This bag of spirit stones and gold beads is his only money.

If it is damaged, he will really become a poor egg!

"It's really a happy event to be lost and regained, senior brother can laugh if he wants to."

"But before we do, we'll have to meet the Dungeon's keepers."

Song Zhi hooked his lips slightly, and his tone was light and crisp.

She said peacefully, but the implication made Feng Ye tense his nerves.

Yes, he got carried away.

In this human shed, the one who has the real right to speak is never the wolf demon, the snake demon and the devouring demon.

It's a monk manager with spiritual powers!

They had a big fight with two demons and one demon before, and they made such a big noise.

It's impossible for the dungeon's administrators not to be aware.

The other party was just watching the show, so he didn't interrupt rashly.

"That's what my sister said."

"We should ask the managers to pay homage to the mountain first."

Feng Ye followed Song Zhi's gaze and turned to look.

Outside the huge iron bar, a middle-aged male cultivator in a black brocade robe was sitting on a wooden chair with a contemptuous look on his face watching the ants fight.