After taking the Qi and Blood Fruit, Cheng Mo's health began to slowly recover.

Cheng Mo pointed to the branch at the foot of the guide wind: "Brother, make room for me, my skill time is almost up." ”

Hearing this, Nanfeng moved two steps to the side, and Cheng Mo immediately strode over.

The flying sword suspended in mid-air also returned to Cheng Mo's hand.

Cheng Mo let out a sigh: "What do you say?" Shall we go and join our brothers in Area 381 first? ”

Nanfeng pondered for a moment: "I think...... Why don't you go back and kill the group just now? ”

Just now, Nanfeng and Cheng Mo were ambushed by the Chosen One in District 8, and they almost capsized in the gutter.

As the leaders of District 527 and Area 68, can they bear this?

"That's what I mean!" Cheng Mo smiled, "But you have to wait for me for 10 minutes, my skills can take a little long." ”

Nanfeng waved his hand: "It's okay, it just so happens that I want to return some blood." ”

The two stood on the tree and chatted without saying a word for ten minutes, and Cheng Mo was able to fly with his sword again.

Cheng Mo threw out the flying sword and stepped on it directly: "Good brother, I don't have time to explain, get in the car!" ”

Seeing this, Nanfeng stepped forward and stood behind Cheng Mo.

There were two people standing on the small flying sword, which looked a little crowded. 八壹zw.?? m

Cheng Mo: "Hold it steady, I'm driving fast." ”

Nanfeng: "Where?" ”

Before Nanfeng's hands could find a place to put them, Cheng Mo directly started with a catapult, and rushed out of the dense forest with a flying sword!

Swish!

The flying sword galloped through the air, and below was a sea of green leaves.

Nanfeng grabbed Cheng Mo's shoulders tightly with both hands, beware of falling down.

If you fall so high, I'm afraid you're going to lose a lot of blood, right?

Cheng Mo glanced back at Nanfeng: "Why don't you hug my waist?" ”

South Wind: "Why should I hold your waist?" I'm a serious person. ”

Cheng Mo: "The sisters-in-law in our war zone have to hug my waist and stick their bodies on my back, saying that it is safer." ”

South Wind's face distorted with envy.

Listen, listen!

What is this saying!

Taking a deep breath, Nanfeng no longer paid attention to Cheng Mo's Versailles, lowered his head and began to look for the traces of the Chosen One in Area 8.

But the foliage below was so dense that the south wind couldn't see what was going on beneath the foliage.

Cheng Mo: "Hurry up, let's go down and take a look." ”

South Wind: "Okay! ”

Cheng Mo directly lowered the front of the car and plunged into the dense forest.

The branches were blowing on the body of the south wind, and there was a slight pain.

There are no Chosen Ones in District 8 around here.

"Not here......"

Cheng Mo frowned slightly, it seemed that the other party also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he left while the two of them were recovering.

Nanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with the blessing of the passive skill [Eagle Eye], he could easily see some inconspicuous details.

South Wind: "On the left front, they ran in that direction." ”

Cheng Mo was stunned: "How do you know?" ”

South Wind: "Fallen leaves in this direction have been trampled. ”

I see......

Cheng Mo nodded, and the magic power in his body frantically poured into the flying sword, directly increasing the speed and speeding up in the forest!

Whew!

The trees on both sides are rapidly receding!

In less than thirty seconds, the two of them discovered the traces of the Chosen One in Area 8!

"Wow Fack? The swordsman who escaped just now is back again! ”

"Look, there's a man standing on his sword."

"That's ...... Southerly? Fast! Do it! Go on the offensive! ”

The Chosen One in Area 8 reacted extremely quickly, and immediately launched a counterattack the moment they spotted the two of them.

A series of magical arrows flew in, mixed with some darts, crossbow arrows, silver needles and other hidden weapons.

Cheng Mo's face changed, he directly raised his sword head and rushed out of the forest again at an angle of 45°.

Nanfeng: "What are you flying out for?" Rush over their heads! I've pulled out all my grenades! ”

Cheng Mo: "Stepping on a horse, so many arrows are shot over, you let me take my face?" ”

Obviously, Cheng Mo is also a high-blooded crispy skin, and he can't withstand so many attacks.

"Okay......"

Nanfeng could only reluctantly put away the grenade.

Dropped so high, there is a thick leaf underneath it, and it is basically impossible to blow up people.

Don't waste grenades and get Gatling instead!

"Good brother, you are flying steadily, watch me give them a wave of heavenly justice!"

Nanfeng took out the Gatling, the barrel pointing down, and the magic bullets poured out!

The terrifying recoil made the entire flying sword tremble, and Cheng Mo was able to stabilize it with great difficulty.

Dada!

The south wind carried the Gatling and fired wildly below, regardless of whether it could sweep people or not, anyway, it was right!

The game is all about fire suppression!

Nanfeng still remembers that when I watched "Short Jin Lake" that year, there was a clip in it, that is, the bombers of the beautiful country dived and strafed the soldiers of the Dragon Country.

That scene is still fresh in the memory of Nanfeng.

"Let you also experience what despair is!"

The forest below the flying sword was plowed back and forth several times by the south wind, and the trees more than ten meters high were all struck by bullets.

I don't know how many of the Chosen One in District 8 died under the guns of the south wind.

20 seconds later, Cheng Mo suddenly spoke: "My swordsmanship is running out of time, withdraw it!" ”

Nanfeng licked his lips: "What to withdraw?" Just jump down and fight with them! ”

Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows: "Yalei, so swollen?" Then I'll be with you! ”

Cheng Mo gritted his teeth and swooped down directly!

Gatling was not yet red, and as soon as the south wind landed, he immediately spun in place and strafed in circles.

The Chosen One in the surrounding 8 districts broke out in a cold sweat and scattered in all directions to find cover and hide.

"Sword, up!"

Cheng Mo put the fingers of his right hand together and gently picked it up.

The flying sword, under his command, flew swiftly towards a man and severed his neck.

Elegance!

In comparison, the south wind is much rude, there is no beauty at all, and it is a pure killer!

"Slash!"

"Winding!"

"Arrow of the Ice Elemental!"

The remaining 8 districts of the Chosen One are not vegetarians, and the suppression of the firepower of the south wind began to fight back!

[Shadowless Step]!

Nanfeng turns on the [Shadowless Step] and starts dancing on the tip of the knife!

The enemy's skills are always a fraction of a second, and they just can't hit him!

Cheng Mo doesn't have such a buggy skill, and he is beaten by various attacks, and he can't be elegant.

Nanfeng roared: "Give me the 15 on the left, and you can solve the 3 on the right!" ”

Cheng Mo scolded and raised his middle finger: "Who do you look down on!" Who do you look down on! Lao Tzu killed at least 5! ”

Nanfeng put away Gatling, took out the [Mountaineering Claw] and went up the tree, and then switched to M24.

Rumble!

[Penetrating Bullet]!

One of the Chosen ones hiding behind a tree was shot in the head.

Rumble!

[Flame Bomb]!

The three Chosen One, who were huddled together to escape, were engulfed in the flames of the explosion.

Nanfeng fired one shot on the left and one on the right, and from time to time threw two grenades.

On the other side, Nanfeng drove a flying sword, shuttling back and forth around the Chosen One in District 8, harvesting their lives.

Three minutes later, the battle ended.

Cheng Mo tidied up his hairstyle, stretched out his finger and pointed at the corpse on the ground: "1, 2, 3, 4...... Gan, one is missing. ”

With a sigh, Cheng Mo slapped off the dust on his body and regained the image of a fairy wind bone.

Nanfeng slid down holding the trunk of the tree, didn't even look at Cheng Mo, and directly began to touch the corpse.

These people are all the Chosen ones of District 8, and their equipment is quite good, so they can be picked up and thrown back in the warehouse for the brothers to exchange.

Cheng Mo's face changed: "Brother, I killed 4 of them, don't rob them!" ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.