When the magic stick summons cute pets

The pitch-black sky was suddenly split by a purple beam of light. The light spread its teeth and claws, like a giant beast hiding in the night and overlooking the ground, ready to devour anyone at any time.On Tongtian Cliff, a man in a black robe was standing beside the cliff, looking up at the rare scene in the sky with great interest, as if he was completely unaware that he was surrounded by various magic weapons behind him with a murderous aura The existence of famous monks.

"He Jiuchong, back then, the suzerain saw that your intentions were not righteous, and it was kind of you to abolish your inner alchemy and drive you out of the sect, but I didn't expect that you still don't repent, and even killed your father and mother and fell into the demon clan. Make my Wan Jianzong ashamed!"

A man in a white gown stood holding a sword, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he looked at the man in black with undisguised disgust and contempt: "There has been no balance between good and evil since ancient times, and today I will crush you to ashes. Punish the spirit of the innocent monk who died at your hands!"

"Right? Evil?" Facing the massive encirclement and suppression team, the man standing on the edge of the cliff suddenly laughed wildly. He turned his head and looked at the faces of those monks who claimed to be "famous and decent" with some playful eyes. Passing by, the scarlet eyes flashed with incomparable arrogance, "Just because of you rats who only dare to swarm up in groups when the deity is over the catastrophe with only one or two skills left, you dare to shout about righteousness and evil in front of this deity!" ?”

"you--!"

"I remember you." He Jiuzhong's eyes suddenly stopped on Jianxiu who had denounced him before, raised his brows, and said with a smile, "Three years ago, you met me in Gufang City by chance, and you once prostrated yourself at my feet I kowtowed a hundred times and begged my deity not to kill you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.The sword cultivator who spoke uprightly before was turned green and pale by the whispers of his companions, he clenched his sword angrily, and said angrily, "He Jiuzhong, don't talk nonsense, you're insulting my reputation!"

"Nonsense?" He Jiuzhong looked at him playfully, "It's the deity who is talking nonsense, but you don't dare to abandon your protective shield and come here to compete with the deity - a decent family? Hahahaha, what a shrinking head Famous and decent!"

Purple lightning hovered over him, the brightness was even a bit dazzling.There was a faint sound of thunder in the ears, as if it was heralding the coming storm.Standing on the top of the cliff, He Jiuzhong looked at the power of the righteous way who was in a stalemate with him, suddenly raised his hand, and removed all the protective shields around him.

Under the glare of the light, the dark flame totem on his forehead seemed to come alive suddenly, and it became more vivid and eye-catching against the scarlet eyes.

Amid the roaring thunder, looking at the sword cultivators who suddenly fell into panic because of losing their protection, He Jiuzhong laughed wildly: "To pass through the tribulation today, this deity can gain so many decent and powerful abilities and return to nothingness with one person. Happy."

The purple lightning split the pitch-black sky in an instant. Like a giant beast that had finally found its prey, it fiercely opened its fangs and slashed at Tongtian Peak.The man in the center of the lightning calamity opened his hands, and the strong wind blew his loose black robes into a fluttering sound.Those scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, with a chilling cold light shining: "If the deity does not die, the day of his return will be the time when Kyushu will be stained with blood."

In August, when the cicadas sing, it is the hottest time.

Ye Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and carefully compared the talisman array he drew with the book again.It wasn't until it was confirmed that the accuracy was correct that he put the book aside, took out the incense that had been prepared from the sandalwood box and lit it in the shrine, then cut the palm of his hand with a knife, and poured the gushing blood into the altar. In the talisman array on the ground.

As if affected by his blood, there was a slight commotion in the originally dead room.The room that was obviously still like a steamer before seemed to be cold in an instant, mixed with titters from near and far away, it made the hair stand on end.

A pair of hands slowly climbed from Ye Changsheng's back to his neck, the chill sharper than ice pierced through the thin skin into the flesh and blood, as if trying to freeze the blood inside.

Those hands were small, as if they were no more than school-aged children, but the palms were as dry and rough as the bark of an ancient tree that had long since died, and they strangled him with a strange force that was almost irresistible.

Outside the window, the scorching sun baked the trees into a shiny green color, and the hot air was surging, making the air a little distorted.But all this has nothing to do with the inside of the house.

The cold chill spread, Ye Changsheng's face turned purple due to the pressure on his neck for a long time, but he did not try to reach out to pull the hand that was pinching his neck. He continued to make a cut in his hand.The opening was very deep, and the bright red blood seemed to be opened, and it rushed to be sucked in by the eyes of the talisman array.

The lack of oxygen and excessive blood loss caused Ye Changsheng's eyes to keep turning black. He waited and waited, and when he saw the talisman that still had no other response other than sucking blood, he lamented in despair, "My life is over." Immediately, his eyes darkened, and he quickly threw away the knife in his hand.

Reaching into his clothes with one hand, he tore off the red rope hanging around his neck, held the jade tied on the rope in his hand, and quickly shouted in a low voice: "I am the Celestial Eye, chasing the sky. My eyes are like lightning, The eight poles of brilliance. Seeing the outside and the inside, nothing is unstoppable. Hurry like a law!"

There was a strange burnt smell coming from behind, and accompanied by a short scream, the hands that were holding him tightly with both hands were suddenly withdrawn as if they had been burned.But that thing seemed to be irritated, the cold breath in the air became more dull and threatening, and the originally small snickering and whispering gradually turned into angry screams, one after another, piercing people's eardrums ache.

Ye Changsheng fell on the ground and coughed weakly a few times, finally getting a temporary chance to breathe.

He didn't look up at the enraged undead in the room, but just wiped the unstopped blood on the jade, and repeated the spell several times until the screams and groans in his ears were all quiet After he got down, he wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, and slumped down on his sofa as if he had survived a catastrophe.

Fished out the dilapidated medicine box from under the sofa, found a gauze to bandage the injured left hand, and squinted to look at the one that I bought back with ten yuan. The cover was crookedly printed with "Introduction to Summoning" five A torn book with large characters, secretly sighed "fake books are harmful", raised his hand, and accurately threw the book into the trash can by the door.

Glancing at the time, it was [-]:[-], which was the time when the yang energy was at its heaviest.

He scratched his hair with his good right hand, and a trace of boredom flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes: Even though it was the time of the day when the yang energy was at its peak, he could still gather these dirty things in this room. It seemed that he really It's time to save money for a house with better Feng Shui.

But the question is, where will the money come from?Ye Changsheng thought about the pitiful balance on his bank card that could barely support the food, and was so annoyed that he wanted to turn himself into a money printing machine: the industry of the magic stick has been in a downturn in recent years, and God knows how many days he has not been able to It's open!

Looking at the scorching sun outside, and looking at the mess inside the house, Ye Changsheng thought for a while, and immediately gave up the goal of making money and changing houses that he had just set just now, yawned, and wandered back to his little room. Room: It's so hot today, it's no business to go out.Coupled with wasting so much blood before, the most urgent thing is to sleep and recuperate first.As for making money—think long-term, long-term.

At the same time, when no one noticed it, a purple lightning bolt appeared strangely in the clear sky of City X, and immediately after that, a faint buzzing came from the center of the talisman array that Ye Changsheng hadn't had time to disappear in the future. The beeping sound, the blood absorbed by the eyes of the array before slowly spread around as if it had life, until it evenly soaked all the lines with blood, and then, a dazzling scarlet halo It exploded, and only a loud "bang" was heard, and a huge black shadow fell from the low ceiling out of thin air!

The vibration was too loud, as if the whole room was shaken slightly. Ye Changsheng, who was in a light sleep state in the room, jumped up from the bed in shock.

He stood on the ground with bare feet, reflexively clenched the jade in his hand, felt it secretly, and after confirming that there was no unclean thing in the whole room, he relaxed his tense nerves a little. down.

He walked to his door vigilantly, lying on the door and listening to the movement in the living room: If it wasn't a ghost, then what was the loud noise just now?

After listening for a while, he didn't hear anything, and was about to open the door to find out. Just as he put his hand on the doorknob, Ye Changsheng suddenly remembered the summoning talisman that he hadn't had time to clean up.He took half a step back slightly, a subtle suspicion appeared on his delicate face.

Could it be——really successful? !

He Jiuzhong knew that his fate was hard, but even so, he never thought that he would still be able to stay alive after going through the catastrophe in that way.The pain on his body, as if he was being lingering, seemed nothing at this moment. He laughed in a low voice, almost feeling the proof that he was still alive with some joy.

After lying on the ground for half a minute, and finally saved some strength, He Jiuzhong slowly stood up while supporting the wall, and slowly looked at the place where he was currently.

This is a very small house, even smaller than the place where he lived in Wan Jianzong.It's just small, but there are many things piled up inside.The place where the palm is bigger, except for the space under the feet, the rest almost makes him feel that it is a bit strenuous to move a few steps.

And, what are these things?A new magic weapon?He Jiuzhong felt that the room was a little weird: but he couldn't feel any fluctuation of spiritual power.

After traveling all over the Kyushu Demon World, the self-proclaimed well-informed Lord Mozun set his eyes on the refrigerator and a lot of messy electrical appliances not far away, with a hint of wariness on his face.

Raising his hand, he opened the door directly in front of him. He Jiuzhong squinted his eyes as he looked at the young man who was standing behind the door dumbfounded as if he was opening the door, with a rare surprise in his expression: "A mortal?"

Ye Changsheng lowered his head blankly, watching himself frugal, bought the best peach wood, put it in the temple with the most incense, and enshrined the wreckage of the evil peach wood door made after 49 days: "... "

He Jiuzhong checked again, and found that the young man did not have the slightest trace of a monk's breath, and the weirdness that had been vaguely present in his heart became more vivid now.

Whether it is in Kyushu or the Demon Realm, there are indeed mortals who cannot cultivate immortals and demons, but such people should all live in the mundane world under the blessing of those monks in Kyushu.There has always been a deep barrier between the demon world and the secular world. Even if he fell from the Tongtian Cliff, it is impossible for him to be moved to the secular world under Kyushu, right?

He looked at Ye Changsheng with his eyes half down, and there was a faint killing intent floating in his deep voice: "Where is this?"

Ye Changsheng hadn't recovered from the bad news of the bankruptcy, he didn't even look at He Jiuzhong, he just pointed at the wreckage of the mahogany door on the ground tremblingly, and filed a complaint in grief: "You broke my door. "

Since He Jiuzhong fell into the devil, he has probably never seen anyone who can confront him at such a close distance without being afraid of him. His scarlet eyes are fixed on the young man in front of him, and his voice is cold and frightening: "Next time, just Not just doors anymore."

Ye Changsheng was terribly frozen by the sound.Rubbing his goosebump-covered arm, he sighed secretly that the world had really changed: he was clearly the perpetrator, yet he even spoke louder than the victim.

"Ask me again," He Jiuzhong said again, the impatience and murderous intent in He Jiuzhong's voice was obviously much stronger, "Where is this?"

"Earth, China, City X." Ye Changchang sighed, rolled his eyelids, and finally answered the man's question with a smile on his face, "My home."

This blood-stained man with a bad look was tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall in an economy room with a low ceiling.He was wearing a black robe that didn't match the times. Although the robe was a little tattered at this time, one could still tell that the texture of the clothes was definitely not bad at a glance.

The smell of blood on the man's body was very strong, not only on the outside, but also emanating from his bones. The sense of oppression was so strong that it almost made people want to kneel down.

But there is no doubt that a man's handsome appearance also has an absolute shocking power comparable to his own momentum.With slanted eyebrows, a pair of rare red pupils imprinted with fire lines on the forehead, the moment they look at each other, it seems to be able to suck your soul away.

No matter how you look at it, this is indeed a man that all the same sex can look up to with envy.

Ye Changsheng gave He Jiuzhong the highest praise without hesitation—but, is this the cute feline pet he summoned and recorded in the book?

He frowned bitterly, looked again at the Demon Venerable who seemed to be three points more terrifying than those ghosts, and put a row of question marks on his head: cute pet? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Ye Changsheng: Cute?Pet? ?Meow meow meow? ? ?

He Jiuzhong: Hehe.