How to catch a demon god? !

The two people who stepped into the Shixi Ecological Park were one in front of the other, Xueyin led the way, and Qiao Pingyang followed closely behind.

Qiao Pingyang suddenly remembered the word "business" and asked, "Why did Ah Qing say he has business to do?"

Xueyin: "The band is rehearsing. Ah Qing is the bass player of the band, and it's not a famous band, but they will occasionally live in the underground venue. By the way, Xueyin is working as a plane model. There is no announcement today. hey-hey."

Qiao Pingyang: "I see. It's good to choose a career according to your interests. But is it okay to show your face? Demons live much longer than humans."

Xueyin: "It's okay, Lord Ling stipulates that we can only do the same job for ten years. We won't be discovered."

Qiao Pingyang has always had no sense of reality, and he has never considered "age" when he made friends with Xueyin Qinglan. Thinking about it carefully, Xueyin who looks like a student and Qinglan who looks like she is in her early twenties are actually younger than Qiao Pingyang. Ran is a few hundred years older, right... What a great year-end friend.Qiao Pingyang was suddenly amused by himself.Suddenly, he remembered Ling Fengmian's so-called "turtledoves are his eyes". Turtledoves usually don't seem to get along with Xueyin Qinglan very much, so he asked a little puzzled, "Xueyin, how is the relationship between Turtledove and you guys?" ?”

Xueyin's eyes lit up when she heard Turtle Dove's name, and she said excitedly, "Of course! Turtle Dove has followed Lord Ling the longest, and it was Ah Qing and my senior. The deal with the Lin Xun chaebol Turtledove was the one who came forward to deal with him. He is also in charge of Master Ling’s daily life on weekdays. Moreover, Turtledove can also monitor 360 degrees without dead ends. He is watching Master Ling’s territory. He is super busy. .Ah, here we come!"

Qiao Pingyang looked in the direction of Xueyin's gaze. There was a wooden house at the fork in the road, and the area was not large by visual inspection.The door was unlocked, so Xueyin pushed the door open and went in.He followed behind and stepped into the wooden house. In the middle of the empty room, the snake was tied to a wooden chair, dying with its head hanging down.

"This snake is a tough one. You can't ask anything. Yangyang, do you want to see the dragon scale? Here it is." As she spoke, Xueyin picked up a black flake from her feet and handed it to Qiao Pingyang.

...The dragon scales are so broken?

Qiao Pingyang took over the dirty dragon scale and looked at it. It was black, dull, and completely dead. "What's going on? Ling Fengmian said that the dragon scale has improved Teng Snake's cultivation, but this dragon scale has dried up."

Xueyin squatted on the ground, resting her chin, "Take it out of the spiritual root and it will become like this. It should rely on the spiritual root to deliver nutrients to maintain the demon power. Is it a mutually beneficial relationship with the snake?"

Qiao Pingyang turned his gaze to the motionless Teng Snake. There were no signs of flesh wounds on his body, but judging from the situation, his spiritual roots should have been almost destroyed.Between demons and demons, relying on demon power, they can directly and forcibly pull out each other's spiritual roots without affecting their physical bodies, which is impossible for humans.That's why Qiao Pingyang was able to dig out the spirit root by bloodletting last time.But this time he came prepared.Before meeting Xueyin, he went back to his apartment and brought out his blood coagulation forceps.The blood coagulation forceps are transparent crystals with no impurities, mixed with a certain proportion of Qiao Pingyang's blood and re-molded. They are vermilion in color and are a necessary tool for Qiao Pingyang to cultivate little demons.With the blood coagulation forceps, the spirit root of the demon can be clamped and taken out without any effort, and the end part of the spirit root can also be removed to cultivate a new demon.

He took out the blood coagulation forceps, and pierced it close to the snake's heart, without blood splattering, and took out the spirit root lightly and delicately.

Sure enough, the spirit root had been tortured severely. When he took it out last time, it was still full and full of evil spirits, but now it is almost gone. It must have been caused by Qinglan and the others trying to put pressure on the snake during the interrogation.He checked it with blood coagulation forceps, but there was no useful information.

"Teng Snake, tell me your purpose, and spare your life."

The drooping Teng Snake let out a few dry laughs from the depths of its throat, whether it was laughing at the enemies present or at itself, "Human beings, I was fooled by you."

"Human beings are such intriguing creatures. I've never heard of a handsome person saying that it's unbelievable. I haven't figured it out after living for hundreds of years. Let's go back to my mother's womb and practice again. Tell me, what is the purpose?" Qiao Pingyang As soon as the hand holding the blood coagulation forceps was exerted, the spirit root was torn off and separated from the snake.

Tengshe snorted, spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and remained silent.

"Be honest when you are about to die, so that when you go to the underworld, you may be punished lightly." Qiao Pingyang shook his hands and turned on the monster-catching mode, "Another question, whose dragon scale is it?"

"Bah..." Teng She spat out blood on the ground, "Tell that fox Ling Fengmian to take care of itself. As for me, you can kill or slice as you please."

"In that case, I'm not going to be polite." Qiao Pingyang knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he waited for his words.The corners of the mouth curled up, the spiritual power in the body was about to move, the blood in the coagulation forceps turned into small red tentacles, clung to the turbid spiritual roots, and seemed to be sucking greedily.The spiritual root, which was already sick, curled inward like a dry leaf that had been drained of water, and within a moment, it turned into a pile of rice cents.And the Teng snake that lost its spiritual root also stopped breathing in pain.

Qiao Pingyang didn't need miasma and demonic power, what he absorbed was only the cultivation in his spiritual root.Teng Snake has experienced four kalpas, one kalpa every 77 years, let alone more than 300 years of cultivation, all of which are kept for himself, regardless of how much the lifespan can be increased, at least the spiritual power has risen three floors at once.The blood shed a few days ago was not in vain.

Kneeling at the side and watching the live broadcast of Shayao Duoxiu, Xueyin Yuanyuan stared at Qiao Pingyang intently, and said with emotion, "Yangyang, so you have such a sadistic character!"

Qiao Pingyang put away the blood coagulation forceps, and held the rice powder made from the snake spirit root in his palm, and said to Xueyin, "When you see the fallen demons, kill them one by one. Qiao's family training. Let's dig a hole and bury the spirit roots." .”

The Teng Snake is dead, and the only clue is a piece of completely dead dragon scale, and things are at a loss, and they can't move forward.

Qiao Pingyang's life must continue.In a flash, the frost has passed, and there is only a small tail left in autumn.He didn't move his belongings into Ling Fengmian's house, but he went back to live there every night. The two of them lived in a pure and semi-cohabitation state, maintaining an upright roommate relationship.

After living together, he discovered that Ling Fengmian was actually very busy. The fox who was originally behind the Lin Xun chaebol was unwilling to be lonely. In the past two years, he came to the stage, joined the board of directors, and held a large share of the shares. Yes, sometimes I leave early and return late.So he is very free most of the time, accepting small commissions to catch little demons as usual.Of course, if you ignore Ling Fengmian's occasional hands-on with him and don't allow him to go hunting... the little life is still quite comfortable.

In addition, what worries him the most is that Ling Fengmian, who was clearly in the form of a white fox before going to bed, must change back to a human form in the morning for some reason.

Like this morning.Qiao Pingyang had a nightmare.He dreamed that there was an octopus demon, holding him with sticky tentacles. He tried desperately to break free but couldn't, and finally woke up from the dream.Then he found out that the real culprit who caused his nightmare was the Lord Demon God.Opening his eyes, Ling Fengmian's deep eyebrows and face were close in front of him, he could even see his own reflection in his dark blue pupils, and his hands were firmly clasped.

Seeing him wake up, Ling Fengmian said, "Looking at me like this, do you want to kiss me good morning?"

……

Qiao Pingyang: "I don't want it, let it go."

Ling Fengmian: "I don't have time to have dinner with you today, there is a very important meeting. It must be lonely recently." She said her hands up and down.

Qiao Pingyang: "...not lonely, get up quickly."

Ling Fengmian completely listened to his words as irony, stroked his dog's head, put a kiss on the forehead like a child, and let him get up.

Qiao Pingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Although Lord Yaoshen likes to eat tofu, he has not deviant behavior, and has never kissed him. Generally speaking, he is indeed kept as a pet (roughly a canine).Should this be happy or sad... Qiao Pingyang said, he couldn't figure it out!