Late at night, in the imperial city of Chu State, in an inn in the northwest, there was a shopkeeper, two non-human existences, and four immortal cultivators.

Quiet, very quiet! needle, you can hear it when you land.

The shopkeeper also sensed that something seemed to be brewing in the atmosphere, and he felt like he wanted to go to the toilet, so he would look at the four teenagers at a table, and at the table with two strange people.

The old man smiled lightly and broke the silence in the inn: "The four are not demon slayers, why are you squatting here to guard the two of us!"

When the innkeeper heard the demon slayer, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes and looked at the four people, compared to the ethereal of the immortal master, and the prodigal movement of the martial arts people, the demon slayer is a chivalrous person composed of mortals to deal with some ghosts in the world and the world, they learn from the immortal master, just to get rid of the ghosts that are causing trouble to the world.

Many people are aware of the chivalrous deeds of demon slayers, and they are worshiped by many ordinary people as the guardian gods of the world, especially the land gods in some villages and fields.

Lu Yuanfang walked in front of the shopkeeper and said, "You go back to the room quickly, no matter what happens, don't come out!"

The shopkeeper already knew what was going on in his inn, and hurriedly rushed back to his room in fright, hiding in it and shivering.

"Even the four hairy children dare to be presumptuous in front of the two of us, I really don't know how the adults in your family educate you!" the old man's old sandy voice sounded.

Wang Mu was a little funny, the four of them were sitting on the other side, but the middle-aged man smiled contemptuously at Zhao Qi, in the face of a series of provocations, how could Zhao Qi endure it, and immediately replied: "People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts and want to die at night!"

Zhao Qi was telling the truth, but the old man and the middle-aged man thought that Zhao Qi had seen their identities and regarded Zhao Qi as a warrior who wanted to get rid of demons.

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, his nails turned black and suddenly stretched two inches, and there was a "squeak" sound on the table, which was particularly harsh.

Zhao Qi sneered, he has been aggrieved since he came out of the sect, not only endured Wang Mu's instructions, but also Wu De and others intercepted him halfway, and later was inexplicably knocked unconscious by a man in black, and now he even dared to be presumptuous in front of two things that were not human or ghosts.

"Wait!"

was about to make a move, but a man in white came down from the second floor, the man was about twenty years old, looking at the old man and the middle-aged man with a slightly proud expression. He held a paper fan in his hand, shaking it to make him even more childish.

If other people see it, they will exclaim: "What a dashing boy." ”

The old man and the middle-aged man saw the fan in the hands of the young man in white, and there was a jade pendant hanging on the fan.

"Demon Slayer!" said the middle-aged man in a cold voice, "So you are really in the same group. ”

The white-clothed young man smiled lightly: "How could it be, how could I, Mo Yining, fight with others and bully others, two, let's die!"

"Little doll, since you are not all the way, don't be so loud, otherwise your elders will be disappointed for you. The old man obviously felt Zhao Qi's momentum, but when he heard Mo Yining denying it, he felt a little proud in his heart, since it was not all the way, they would get rid of the young man in white first.

The middle-aged man had already made a move, and flew out with five long dagger-like nails to stab Mo Yining.

Mo Yining's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of caution, the fan in his hand quickly retracted, knocking on the middle-aged man, the man's black nails collided with Mo Yining's white fan, and there was a clear sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man did not retreat but advanced, and kept shooting beside Mo Yining, the two were inseparable, Mo Yining obviously underestimated the middle-aged man's skills, and was a little overwhelmed.

"A few little brothers, I am a member of the Mo family who has eliminated the demon master, the two of them are ghosts, you should hurry up and go to the Mo family five miles to the east for help!" Mo Yining did not have the breeze just now, and said a little anxiously.

Zhao Qi looked at the anxious Mo Yining with a smile on his face, Wang Mu sat on the table and drank tea, neither of them spoke, and Lu Yuanfang and Gao Que couldn't speak.

Seeing that a few people were unmoved, Mo Yining's heart sank, he overheard the news that there were demons and ghosts in this inn, but the time of appearance was wrong, two days earlier!

Obviously, the two demons that appeared were not ordinary little demons, but ghosts with origins.

Just a middle-aged man, he was a little unbearable, if the old man also joined in, he would definitely die here!

It's ridiculous that the young man at that table is still in the mood to watch the play, and they won't escape if he dies.

"Woohoo!"

The middle-aged man added blood to his fingertips, looked at Mo Yining and said with a sneer: "Dare to be distracted when you fight with me!"

Mo Yining glanced down at his chest, two blood marks had already appeared on it, and black blood flowed out of it, and a trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to die here today!" Mo Yining was a little reluctant in his heart, he had just become a demon exterminator, and he hadn't gone around the world yet. It's going to die at the hands of demons, and it's really unwilling.

"Die, remember that my name is Michito Aoki!" A sneer flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his nails appeared directly on Mo Yining's chest.

Obviously, he gave up resistance, Mo Yining also felt that his body was a little paralyzed, and he didn't seem to be able to walk, and Aoki's poison was too fast for him to call.

The nail hit a hand, and he couldn't go in half an inch anymore, and the owner of this hand looked at Aoki Daoren with a somewhat mocking smile: "What Aoki Daoren, I really dare to speak up, and even a thing that is not a human or a ghost dares to be presumptuous in front of this gentleman!"

"Immortal Master!" Aoki's eyes showed a look of shock, although they could fight against the secular demon exterminators, they did not dare to provoke the cultivators, they were not humans, nor demons, nor ghosts!

Aoki looked at the old man, at this time he had been subdued by another teenager, and his whole head was lying on the table, and there was a hand on his head, which belonged to Lu Yuanfang.

Wang Mu and Gao Que sat on the table and looked at Aoki, Aoki flashed a trace of panic, and wanted to run away, but he met Zhao Qi, if Wang Mu made a move, he might die, but he couldn't run away when he met Zhao Qi, Zhao Qi practiced a lot of Taoism, but it was not of much use in Lingtai Sect, and now he encountered a demon, he couldn't help but say, first a big clear water rune.

The spiritual power that turned into water droplets shot at Aoki, hitting Aoki's body, and with each blow, a layer of frost appeared on Aoki's body until Aoki was frozen into an ice sculpture with only its head exposed.