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At least he remembered not to scream, he only dared to suppress the scream in his throat, and firmly grasped Jiang Xun's arm with both hands. Fortunately, the tiles under his feet were not smooth, which somewhat gave him a sense of security.

Jiang Xun saw his fear and didn't stop him, letting Wang Sheng stick to his side like a pendant.

Wang Sheng hangs tightly behind Jiang Xun, and smells that vaguely cold fragrance from his neckline. The woody fragrance is sharp and refreshing, as if it can soothe people's hearts, and it makes Wang Sheng's sense of fear invisible. Reduced a lot.

He became more courageous, only to realize that he was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Jiang Xun, but saw Fang's jade-like side face was calm, as if he didn't take his weight to heart.Although Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to let go, so he continued to lie on top of the person with a cheeky face.

Jiang Xun walked with a heavy load, but his feet still fluttered without making a sound. He suddenly stopped somewhere on the roof, half-bent down, quietly stretched out his hand to uncover a brick, and looked down intently.

Poor Wang Sheng, a mortal war slag, knows that the Painted Skin Demon is below, but he can't hear or see anything clearly, and his forehead is sweating with anxiety.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun suddenly reached out and brushed his eyes and ears.

In an instant, Wang Sheng felt that his eyes and ears were clear, as if he was suddenly pressed into an eight-fold mirror, and he could even clearly see the tiny holes in the tiles on the roof next door due to incomplete firing. Also became audible.

He couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly looked down, only to see layers of soft red gauze underneath, and only a low table and half a bed could be seen.

There was a rattling sound under the low table, it seemed that some kind of rodent was moving under it, and after a while, a half-yellow and half-white fox emerged from under it.

The red light flashed in the fox's eyes, and he let out a low growl from his throat, and suddenly opened his mouth and said, "How long are you going to hang around, I haven't eaten for two hours."

Wang Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that it should be talking to the Painted Skin Demon. Sure enough, from the other end of the room, where he couldn't see it, an old and hoarse voice suddenly came: "What's the hurry, do you know why? It took me a lot of effort to find this good leather."

The fox immediately choked and said: "The old and thick wife before was pretty good, and the seventeen-year-old girl, the vitality has not yet leaked, but it is a great tonic."

Wang Sheng at the top heard that they were talking about Brother Zhao and Miss Xiaojuan, and he was so annoyed that his subordinates involuntarily tightened their grip.Jiang Xun, who was beside him, seemed to have noticed the change in his mood, and gently squeezed his shoulder. Wang Sheng was comforted, and his tense back finally relaxed a little.

The fox didn't notice the two people upstairs. After speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked his fangs, but the hoarse voice was obviously very dissatisfied: "What kind of skin is that? It looks like a poor man who has been doing rough work since childhood." Fate, the cocoon in one hand, do you know where my last skin came from? That is the former favorite concubine, the good skin and flesh soaked in fresh flowers and milk every day, that is the first-class good skin."

When he said this, a strong resentment suddenly surged in that hoarse voice, which sounded even more eerie: "I only hate the person who robbed me of my skin! Otherwise, how could I have ended up in such a despicable place picking up such things? Women's skin!!!"

The yellow-haired fox sneered disdainfully and said: "You old man, you are still picking and choosing here, don't waste my time, quickly skin that woman for me, don't make it useless."

There were a few strange noises from that hair, and then there was the sound of sharpening the knife again and again, and the Painted Skin Demon rustled with laughter: "Hehehe, wait for me to sharpen the knife. If the material is not good, I need my craftsmanship to make up for it." , you starving ghost reincarnated to blame for being robbed of the golden core, you are a fox monster, you can't even maintain a human form, you can only suck blood for a living like the lowest monster, cluck, you deserve it, you deserve it..."

After the fox demon listened, the hair on his back exploded, as if he had been poked at a sore spot. Before it could fight back, Jiang Xun seemed tired of hearing the two of them quarreling. A long knife with a black body.

With a slight movement of his wrist, he easily split the roof like cutting tofu.

Before Wang Sheng could react, Jiang Xun lifted his arm and threw it on his back, and then jumped down with his back on his back. Wang Sheng, who was still in shock, was forced to make eye contact with the painted skin demon on the other side of the room. Stare small.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

The Painted Skin Demon is no longer the enchanting and glamorous woman when I saw it for the first time. It has a green complexion and long teeth like saws. Except for the shape of its limbs and head, it still has a human-like shape, and the rest has nothing to do with humans.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when meeting each other, the painted skin demon was only surprised for a moment, then came back to his senses, with a ferocious expression on his face, he was about to pounce on Wang Sheng: "I couldn't find you, I didn't expect to send you..."

It's a pity that it was full of grievances and before it had time to vent, it was stabbed by Jiang Xun to the point of chills. It still choked half of its words in its throat, and there was a ho-ho sound from its chest, and it looked down with straight eyebrows. The blade that had passed through his body fell down suddenly without being able to say anything.

Jiang Xun made a tactic with one hand, and a flame hit the Huaskin Demon's corpse. The corpse immediately ignited, and within a few breaths, it turned into a pile of ashes.

Wang Sheng, who was on the sidelines, was almost dumbfounded. He never expected that the Painted Skin Demon would be slaughtered by Jiang Xun, a ruthless man, thanks to the fact that he had had several nightmares about it before.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the fox demon over there didn't even dare to utter a sound. He clamped his tail and turned his head to run. After running a few steps, he was bounced back to the middle of the room with a golden light.

A slender hand stretched out from behind it, pinched the nape of its neck, and lifted it up from the ground.Wang Sheng watched the fox demon flustered, baring his teeth and claws, and for some reason, the back of his neck also ached.

Jiang Xun looked at it with a calm demeanor, the fox demon had always held on to his courage, but gradually he didn't dare to make a sound anymore, his limbs drooped, and he looked a little pitiful.

After a while, just when Wang Sheng wondered if Jiang Xun was fooled by that fox monster, he saw Jiang Xun take out a small wooden box with a simple and simple shape.

I saw him open the box with one hand, but without any other movements, the fox demon was sucked into the wooden box and disappeared.

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded. Seeing that Jiang Xun had put away the wooden box, he couldn't help asking, "Will the fox demon not be killed?"

Seeing Jiang Xun's quiet eyes swept over, Wang Sheng felt a little guilty for some reason, but he still insisted: "It is also one of the murderers who killed innocent civilians, why didn't you kill it?"

Jiang Xun explained: "It's not that I let it go, it's just that there are still unresolved karma on this fox demon. Simply killing it like this may cause other disasters. Someone will judge."

Seeing that he spoke appropriately, Wang Sheng felt that he was a bit aggressive, and quickly explained with a blushing face, "I'm sorry, but if I'm a little concerned, it's messed up."

Jiang Xun shook his head to indicate that there was nothing wrong, Wang Sheng saw that his long knife had not been taken away, and asked curiously: "Are there any other monsters that have not been dealt with?"

"No, it's just that there is another sufferer here."

I saw Jiang Xun using the handle of the knife to pick up the red gauze on the side, and behind it was a young woman who was tied up with five flowers.

The woman was lightly dressed in tulle, with a beautiful appearance and smooth and fair skin, but with a cloth towel stuffed in her mouth, her face was covered with vertical and horizontal tear stains, her expression was terrified, and she was obviously terrified.

Wang Cheng guessed that this was the "new skin" that the Painted Skin Demon was talking about before, and saw that Jiang Xun's wrist holding the knife lightly moved, and the rope tied to the woman's body was torn apart.

The woman sitting paralyzed on the ground stretched out her hand tremblingly to take out the cloth towel from her mouth, and burst into tears, or how beautiful a beauty is when she cries, even when she loses her composure and cries, she can be called delicate, Arouses pity.

The woman sat on the ground and cried for a long time, then managed to hold back her tears, raised her big sparkling eyes, and said softly, "Thank you, Yinzhu, to your two benefactors."

After saying that, she blushed slightly, with tears still hanging on her cheeks, and she looked very charming: "It's just that I was too frightened just now, I really can't use my legs and can't stand up, can I ask my benefactor to help... "

Yin Zhu raised a slender and soft barb, and looked at Jiang Xun with full eyes.

No matter how slow Wang Sheng is now, he realizes that the girl's ulterior motives are not about drinking. Although he talks about the two benefactors, he obviously knows who is the main force in his heart.

Well, I'm just a soy sauce maker, and Wang Sheng felt a little sour for some reason.

The beauty threw herself into his arms, he thought that Jiang Xun would not refuse, who would have thought that his expression was indifferent, and he only raised his hand slightly, Yin Zhu seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force.

Yinzhu let out a delicate scream, her red lips parted slightly, and just about to say something, she saw Jiang Xun move her wrist, and moved her straight to the nearest soft bed.

Thinking of the green-faced evil ghost sitting on this couch thinking how to peel her skin just now, Yin Zhu's face also turned green, and she couldn't say anything about her tender complaints that had been brewing.

She had a chill in her heart, and hurriedly climbed off the couch, and smiled coquettishly: "It's good that the energy is slowed down, thank you benefactor for your help."

Jiang Xun's face was calm, as if he didn't notice any problem at all.

Wang Sheng, who was forced to watch, rubbed the soles of his shoes a little uncomfortably, and opened his mouth and said, "The matter here is also settled, let's go."

However, Jiang Xun was also really puzzled, as if he didn't see the reluctance in the beautiful woman's eyes at all, he said goodbye very neatly and left.