Thousands of demons fell for me

"Chen Mutou, you dare to bully me, what do you mean?" Mai Jieke was furious, and shouted at Chen Zimu.

He stared at the big black eyes, and glanced in Luo Xingchen's direction from the corner of his eyes.

It's okay for him to be cloudy, and it makes him lose face in front of the person he likes.

This girder is getting bigger!

He crossed in front of Chen Zimu, raised his clenched fists, the muscles in his arms bulged, and the veins burst, as if they were about to explode.

War is imminent.

Everyone was sweating.

Chen Zimu glanced at Mai Jieke indifferently, and said nonchalantly, "Is that monster eliminated?"

Mai Jie didn't expect the other party to ask this question, he paused for a moment, his momentum dropped sharply, and his confidence was slightly lacking.

"That coward ran around the manor a few times, and he didn't know where to hide."

Chen Zimu raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "I don't believe you can handle it alone."

Mai Jieke choked his throat, so it was his problem instead?

I always feel more humiliated.

Seeing that Luo Xingchen and the others seemed to be walking in the direction of the wheat field, Mai Jieke hastily shouted: "It's not in the wheat field, I just looked for it."

Chen Zimu ignored him and left without looking back.

"Master Mai, we are looking for something else."

Luo Xingchen briefly explained what happened.

Mai Jieke patted the back of his head blankly, and he was disconnected for a while, feeling like he had missed an entire century.

Several people walked into the wheat field, and many places in the field were opened.

The old couple didn't seem to feel tired. One bent over and dug desperately with a shovel, and the other lay down on the ground and digged with both hands. Several corpses had been dug out of the wheat field.

Those corpses were almost reduced to bones, and their bodies were fragmented. .

This vibrant wheat field was actually nourished by the flesh and blood of countless people, and the horrifying scene made everyone shudder.

Go around the bones and head in the direction of the Scarecrow.

When the scarecrow was still 20 meters away, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew through, and the whole wheat field became restless.

The wheat stalks grew crazily, and the green ears danced wildly in the air, like claws and claws of a demon, entangled the nearby people.

A few emerald green straws quickly wrapped around Luo Xingchen's legs, and he couldn't move any further.

He took out the blade and was about to cut off the stalks, but the ground on the right turned upside down, approaching him quickly, and stopped in front of him.

A small wheat field rose from the ground in front of the eyes, and in the dust, a monster shaped like a giant lizard appeared.

"Jie Jie~"

The monster rubbed its teeth, let out a piercing laugh, bent its limbs suddenly, and rushed towards him.

Luo Xingchen was caught off guard and fell to the ground, his finger was also scratched with blood by the blade.

"Dear, are you here to find me?"

The monster pressed on his body, grabbed his arm tightly, and slowly bent down.

Regarding the sudden shoulder fall that day, Sun Butler still has a psychological shadow.

"you……"

Luo Xingchen blushed because of the strong suffocation, and took a deep breath.

"Ok?"

The monster lowered his head curiously, and moved his face a little closer. The cute expression of the person under him at this moment moved his heart.

"You're dead!"

Luo Xingchen bent his right leg angrily, and kicked the monster's abdomen heavily.

"Wow!"

The monster broke three ribs by this flying kick, spraying green grass blades from its mouth and rushing into the sky, turning into a perfect parabola.

However, before the body fell to the ground, it was cut into several sections by a silver sickle from the middle, and when it hit the ground, it had already turned into piles of withered yellow straw.

The restless wheat stalks in the field stopped at this moment, let go of the entanglement, and slowly returned to their original shape, swaying gently in the breeze.

"Are you OK?"

Chen Zimu put away his sickle, rushed to Luo Xingchen, leaned over and helped Luo Xingchen up.

Those stalks seemed to regard him as a key target of attack. When the accident happened, almost half of them were tightly wrapped around his body. It took a little time to cut off the entangled plants before the ugly monster took advantage of it.

If it wasn't for that stupid Mai Jieke who lied about the enemy's situation and was full of confidence, he wouldn't have let down his vigilance and been plotted against by monsters.

However, there is also an advantage to partnering with the idiot group, at least not to be recognized by the other party as a fake identity so quickly.

"fine."

Luo Xingchen frowned slightly and said, the injury was not serious, but when he fell to the ground, his body was covered with a lot of mud and broken grass.

He raised his hand, just about to pat off the dirt on his clothes, but Chen Zimu grabbed his right wrist again.

"They were bleeding, and they said they were fine."

Chen Zimu held his hand, looked deeply at the knife edge, and the next moment his soft lips fell on his fingertips.

Although he knew it was just a simple treatment, Luo Xingchen still felt a little awkward with so many people watching and such an intimate behavior.

He didn't think he was a delicate person, so it wasn't worth it for such a minor injury.

"no need."

Luo Xingchen quickly withdrew his hand, the wound on his fingertips had already healed.

"If you don't want me to kiss you, don't let yourself get hurt again." Chen Zimu frowned slightly, and said as if joking, "I will feel bad."

The first time Mai Jie could recover his freedom, he looked in Luo Xingchen's direction. He noticed that the other party's finger was injured, and immediately thought of those ambiguous scenes of bandaging wounds in dog-blood romance dramas.

Originally wanted to tear off a piece of cloth from the sleeve of his left hand to bandage Luo Xingchen, but he didn't expect to use too much force, and the whole sleeve was torn off with a "stab".

He tore off a small piece of cloth from his sleeve, and ran over excitedly with half his arms bare, but at a distance of two meters, he saw Chen Zimu grab Luo Xingchen's hand, and kissed Luo Xingchen's fingertips in shock. scene.

"Chen Mutou, what are you doing!"

Such an ambiguous behavior made Mai Jie furious, he shouted and rushed to the side of the two, only to see Luo Xingchen pull out his fingers, the smooth fingertips seemed to have no scars.

"What else can I do?" Chen Zimu glanced at Mai Jieke, and said naturally, "Can't you see that I am treating his wound?"

That perfunctory attitude obviously meant that the fussy Maijie was making trouble for no reason.

Mai Jie gave Chen Zimu a sore look, feeling really depressed.

Dear dear, you are the only one who is capable!

Why doesn't he have the ability to heal with kisses?

wrong!

He has been in the demon extermination circle for more than ten years, and he has never heard of any exorcist who uses kisses for healing.

Chen Zimu was eating tofu blatantly!

Before seeing this big Buddha, Mai Jie had heard that Chen Zimu was cold by nature, good at using fire, and especially liked dark blue flames.

I didn't expect to see the deity now, the flame turned yellow, and the person also turned yellow!

Mai Jie hatedly threw away the cloth strip in his hand, sooner or later he would tear off that coquettish and cheap mouth.

Hearing Mai Jieke's shout, Luo Xingchen looked at the other party, and at the same time noticed the other party's missing sleeves, and asked in surprise: "Master Mai, why are you missing your sleeves?"

"This..." Maggie awkwardly scratched the bulging muscles on his left arm with his fingers, and said awkwardly, "It was torn by those straws just now."

"That, Master Chen..."

Wang Dali stroked the stinging neck, and looked at Chen Zimu eagerly.

Originally, the wound around his neck had scabbed over, but he was strangled by the straw just now, and blood started to protrude again.

Chen Zimu looked at him indifferently, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Wang Dali shuddered again at the temperatureless gaze, and suppressed what he was about to say.

"No, it's nothing." Wang Dali scratched his neck, blood was everywhere, "I just want to say that my injury is not too serious, so I don't need to trouble you for treatment."

Chen Zimu responded lightly, looked away, and ignored him.

Luo Xingchen looked at Wang Dali whose neck was dripping with blood, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"I think he is seriously injured, why don't we help him treat it first."

Chen Zimu was silent for two seconds, his eyes flickered slightly when his eyes met Luo Xingchen's serious eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Okay."

He walked up to Wang Dali, pretended to pull out a piece of yellow talisman from his sleeve, ignited the talisman with the dark golden flame from his fingertips, and threw it towards Wang Dali's head.

The talisman paper turned into a cloud of white mist in the air, quickly gathered together, and a "bang" sounded like a thunder.

"Mom!"

A gust of cold water poured down from the dark cloud above his head, instantly drenching Wang Dali into a drowned chicken.