Fast time travel live broadcast: we want to do something

"Is the Taoist priest not resting well?" The waiter looked at her pale face and asked, and his expression changed after learning the reason.

He leaned over to Feng Xiaoxiao and explained in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, there is a mother and son living next door. Tonight, the five-year-old child was taken away by someone. The blood stains all over the place are probably The yamen has been closed in the middle of the night, and there is no way to report it to the officials. In my opinion, it must be related to the recent bloody case!"

Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, and quickly asked, "How long has the child been taken away?"

"In less than a quarter of an hour, you can see that the blood stains on the floor in the corridor haven't dried up yet."

If it is really the murderer of the murder, this is the best chance to catch him, Feng Xiaoxiao quickly got up and chased after him.

"Master Dao, that murderer ran west!"

Kacha Kacha, the waiter twisted his neck backwards and shouted, but his body remained motionless. After Feng Xiaoxiao walked away, a creepy and weird smile appeared on his mouth, and the soles of his feet were wearing exactly that Pair of embroidered shoes with peach blossom surface.

Feng Xiaoxiao ran wildly in the street facing the cold midnight wind, the air was filled with gray mist, she explored the blood stains under her feet and the faintly visible paw prints, and traced to the end of an alley.

No one, and no demon.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't move, she turned her ear to the side, and heard the sound of breathing, which was very close, close to her ear.

She turned around quickly, and threw a talisman towards the head behind her, and the real fire ignited and smashed half of the opponent's head with a bang.

The other party cried out in pain, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty hostility, "You stinky Taoist priest! I want to eat you!" A stench of rotting corpses gushed out of his mouth.

Feng Xiaoxiao took a closer look, and standing in front of her was a monster with a wolf head and a human body. Half of his face with mane had been blown to pieces, and blood was gurgling. Xiao, the steel armor on his claws grew three feet in an instant, and he threw himself on her.

The audience in the live broadcast room exclaimed.

"Fan" Duoguoguomu: Jin... Jin... Wolverine is that you?
"Fans" Nuomi Ci: Wow, the system is really dark, a good book made the world of romance so dangerous!
"Guardian" from Xuanyuan: I'm a little worried about whether the anchor Da Da can survive this world safely!

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Feng Xiaoxiao had no time to care about the live broadcast room, she turned sideways to avoid the attack of the wolf demon, and picked out a black iron sword with a cold light from the Qiankun bag, the blade grew several meters instantly when it was unsheathed, and flew straight towards the The direction of the wolf demon.

The sharp claws of the wolf demon were split by the sword like tofu, and the flesh and blood were separated.

In the alley in the middle of the night, there was a painful wolf howl, and in the darkness, a thick figure rushed out from the alley.

Feng Xiaoxiao chased after her.

After crossing a few streets, the wolf demon jumped into a luxurious mansion. On the vermilion plaque was written the three characters of King Jin's Mansion.

The figure of the wolf demon was quickly submerged in the night of the mansion.

Borrowing the silver moonlight, Feng Xiaoxiao continued to chase along the traces on the ground, and the crimson blood stains spread to a carved door and disappeared.

The light in the room was still on, and there was the sound of splashing water and a woman's melodious and charming singing. Feng Xiaoxiao didn't dare to be careless, she held the long sword in her hand, and stepped forward softly.

Through the gap in the window sill, you can see the scene in the house vaguely.