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Even Gu Liancheng and even Patriarch Heifeng were secretly surprised in their hearts, thinking that this kid is amazing, and given time, he must be a world-famous big devil.

There was even a hint of murderous intent in Patriarch Heifeng's heart, and he had the thought of "this son is so terrifying, he must not stay".

However, Patriarch Heifeng had deep thoughts after all, and he knew that a young man like Chu Tianxing would definitely not have jumped out of a crack in the rock.

There is no telling behind it, but there is some great old devil and giant monster hidden.

If you act hastily, kill these two young juniors and recruit the old monster behind them...

The consequences would be unpredictable.

So even though he was already jealous of Chu Tianxing in his heart, and even had evil thoughts and murderous intentions, Patriarch Heifeng still kept his expression on, and even made peace with a smile:

"Chu Xiaoyou and Zhong Xiaoyou are undoubtedly people of the same way as me, and they are definitely not righteous knights pretending to be. You can no longer doubt it.

"Don't be paranoid, my two friends. The old guys here are also annoyed by those righteous people who shout to do justice for the sky and slay demons all day long. That's why they are so paranoid.

"Since everyone is of the same way, we have to help each other in the future. We must not make trouble on our own and teach those righteous people to take advantage of it."

Chu Tianxing smiled and said:

"What the old ancestor said is true. This junior is coming out of the mountain this time, and he is also planning to make a career and gain some prestige. At that time, you will need a lot of help from fellow seniors. I have offended you a lot, so I will punish myself and talk about it apology."

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Seeing him so "easy-going", the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became relaxed, and soon all the guests exchanged glasses and enjoyed themselves.

Chu Tianxing also chatted with the old demons with an easy-going expression, as if he no longer cared about the grudge just now.

It's just that no one knows what a terrible thought is waiting under his elegant, easy-going, elegant and calm smile:

"This house of demonic demons are all the best materials in my soul-prisoning hell..."

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112, Who is the big devil! [2/3, ask for a monthly pass! 】

midnight.

The banquet is already over.

All the congratulatory guests rested in the Heifeng Villa, and the famous demons and demons all lived in their own small courtyards.

"Mei Niangzi" Zhao Jiuzhen was lying on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Whenever sleepiness hit her, as soon as she closed her eyes, Chu Tianxing's indifferent glance could not help but appear in her mind, and the sleepiness disappeared immediately.

After tossing and turning for a while, Zhao Jiuzhen sat up suddenly, gnashing her teeth and muttering to herself:

"My old lady is also a famous person who has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time. The heroes and righteous heroes who died under my old lady's hands can't be counted on two hands. But what happened today?

"How can you be so frightened by a little-known younger generation with one look that you can't even fall asleep?

"If this matter gets out, I'm afraid I'll be laughed to death!"

He hated secretly in his heart, and even had the idea of ​​sneaking into the residence of the "Prisoner Enemy" at night and killing him first.

However, as soon as this idea appeared in her mind, it was pinched out by herself.

It's not that I can't do it.

Which one of the famous old devils who came to participate in the birthday banquet of Heifeng Patriarch today is not full of blood?

From the dying old to the toddler, if necessary, sometimes even unnecessary, just want to kill with an itchy hand, this room full of demons and demons can kill without any psychological barriers. .

How else would it be worthy of being called a monster?

The reason why he wanted to kill but didn't dare to let go of it was purely because Zhao Jiuzhen was intimidated.

Zhao Jiuzhen couldn't help but shudder when thinking of the frightening wind of resentment and the faint howl of resentment reverberating in his ears.

Prisoner Yan Mo...

The little devil didn't know what kind of magic he had cultivated, in short, he was really able to detain people's souls, making people unable to survive or die!

After sitting for a while and thinking about it, Zhao Jiuzhen slowly lay down again, comforting herself in her heart:

"Although that little devil has an evil nature, he looks open-minded. He shouldn't hold grudges against me for a few words of quarrel..."

Just when I was thinking this way, I suddenly heard a soft creaking sound from the other side of the door.

Zhao Jiuzhen jumped up with a start, stared at the door that was slowly opening, and said coldly:

"Who?"

When she was asking, the ten-inch-long nails on her hands were faintly condensed with bloody red light.

This is a strange technique she cultivated, "Blood Claws". You only need to use your nails to scratch a little oily skin of the enemy, and the blood in the enemy's body can be mobilized, causing the blood to spurt out from the wound. After a few breaths, the blood will be exhausted. and died.

However, Zhao Jiuzhen had already brought up the "Bleeding Demon Claw" and was ready for battle, but there was no one inside or outside the open door.

"Blown away by the wind? But I clearly remember locking the door..."

Zhao Jiuzhen hesitated for a while, then jumped off the bed, with her right hand in front of her in an attacking posture, her left hand behind her in a defensive posture, her whole body's internal energy slowly circulated, and she slowly leaned towards the door on high alert.

As she approached the door step by step.

Behind her, a black figure suddenly appeared in the sky, opened its mouth, showed two sharp fangs, and bit the back of her neck soundlessly.

However, Zhao Jiuzhen, who seemed to be unaware before, suddenly turned around, turned her head sharply, and grabbed out her claws like lightning.

puff!

The five sharp scarlet nails scratched through the black figure's heart at one stroke, sinking deeply into his flesh and blood.

Once the move was successful, Zhao Jiuzhen just smiled triumphantly:

"My old lady is an expert in sneak attack and assassination, so you also want to sneak attack on my old lady?"

Just as he was about to activate the bloodthirsty claws to draw out the blood all over the man's body, he saw that the girl in black with a pale but delicate face and somewhat exotic features, unmoved, slowly pulled her fangs Senran's mouth moved towards his neck.

Zhao Jiuzhen was shocked, and was about to withdraw her claws, but an invisible giant force emerged out of the air, restrained her whole body, and made her unable to move a single finger.

If you can't move, you can't draw your claws.

The claws couldn't be pulled out, and they kept blocking the opponent's wound. Even if he activated the blood-absorbing magic, there was no room for blood to spurt out.

Zhao Jiuzhen was so terrified that she wanted to open her mouth to yell to alert others to come to rescue her.

But when she wanted to speak, she realized that even her mouth was blocked by the invisible force, and she couldn't open her mouth at all.