The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

"Colonel! The purifier is here!"

"Colonel! All 23 demons have been transferred to the shooting area!"

"Lord Lance is attending the bishop's meeting of the Holy Court General Bureau, and will come soon!"

Qingxing hummed, put away the thin blade casually, turned around and walked towards the center of the triangular field.

After the people left, the law enforcement officer raised his head to look at the red fox. The blood-stained super demon had long been exhausted, and the wounds and blade marks on his body were peeled off.

He slowly took a breath, without making a sound, quickly turned around, followed Qingxing and left.

Pei Chu once again stood in the shooting area of ​​the triangle field, still full of dust and blood.

The tense law enforcement officers set up heavy guns, and aimed their black muzzles at the struggling and howling demons in the field, and the smell of gunpowder choked away after the sound of the bullets.

Pei Chu roughly counted, and there were more than 20 red birds, red foxes, beavers, etc. at one time. If there were no heavy weapons in the shooting area, it is estimated that everyone in the holy court would have been unable to hold on.

"Come here." Wu Zhan said.

Pei Chu walked with him through the dusty vestibule to the shooting area in the middle of the triangle field, and saw a clear figure when he looked up.

The other party obviously saw him, and squinted his eyes.

Unlike the law enforcement officers who were in a mess around him, the young colonel was still neat and clean, except for the dark red blood splashed on his collar and side face, there was almost no trace of battle.

Pei Chu laughed: "Colonel."

He had just broken the gag, his face was too pale, his eyes were still clear, lively and happy.

"Let's go." Qingxing said.

The more you walk in the direction of the shooting area, the stronger the stench and the more pungent the smell of gunpowder smoke.

A group of people stood still in front of the barrier in the shooting area, Wu Zhan asked hesitantly, "Boss Lin will arrive in about half an hour, can you hold on?"

Pei Chu looked up at him, and blinked triumphantly: "Yes, my master just taught a new purification technique, which is very powerful."

His tone was relaxed, and Wu Zhan couldn't help but also smiled.

Sensing the cold gaze from the side, Wu Zhan froze, and quickly recovered his seriousness.

Pei Chu didn't notice his abnormality, and turned to focus on the shooting area.

With the assistance of chains and black moon bullets, a total of more than a thousand law enforcement officials from the Holy Court were mobilized, and 23 demons were finally controlled.

"Colonel!"

Qingxing looked down, Pei Chu nodded, and walked up to the high platform in the shooting area.

As soon as he entered the barrier, the stench filled the sky and enveloped Pei Chu in an instant.

Qing Xing stared at the figure he was pushing forward, and squinted his eyes.

The nine-tailed cat was born with a pure spiritual body, Pei Chu was very repulsed by evil spirits, and his face turned pale again.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, moved his lips, and slowly chanted the incantation of the purification technique.

The evil monster roared, shaking the sky, but Qingxing still heard his voice clearly, simple, deep and solemn voice.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and sand and rocks flew in an instant, wrapping the entire shooting area like a desert—until the sound of the pan bell rang, and it swayed from the depths of the desert.

When the sudden gust of wind hit his face, Wu Zhan suddenly came back to his senses and stared at the scene in front of him in shock.

With Pei Chu as the center, a huge golden flower is blooming slowly and gracefully.

The petals are fine and complicated spell lines, and the light golden light lines flow, blurring the young man's figure.

"...Elder Lin can't make such a big purification circle." Wu Zhan muttered to himself.

Thinking of when Pei Chu started to learn the purification technique, he couldn't help his blood boiling, and cursed in a low voice: "It's really perverted."

Not only him, but almost everyone in the triangle field had this thought in their minds.

For a while, the exhausted law enforcement officials were no longer tired, and they all concentrated and excitedly stared at the super huge purification circle that spread to their feet.

The gentle golden-white light is like water, and the spell has not yet fully formed, but it has already begun to show a thorough and calming effect.

"Fuck me, am I going to be purified too?"

"I don't know if the purification technique is useful for humans..."

The bigger the purification circle, the more spiritual power it consumes.

Pei Chu was originally punished for the prohibition of lying, but now he used his spiritual power again to the point that he was almost unable to support himself and was on the verge of falling.

Hearing that his voice was intermittent and getting weaker and weaker, Pei Chu quickly bit his lower lip hard. The sharp pain finally made him gather his energy and recited the entire complicated incantation silently.

The last character fell, and golden-white light waves instantly swayed from the center of the magic circle, and the light suddenly flourished.

At the same time, outside the triangle field, Lance, who had just concluded the meeting and was about to execute the evil demon on the spot, finally rushed outside the barrier.

Holding the scepter in his hand, he stared at the dazzling purification circle that almost covered the entire shooting area. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he was shocked. He took a light breath: "Who is inside?"

The black-robed believer on the side said respectfully: "That monster purifier, Pei Chu."

Qingxing withdrew his gaze.

The purification circle was completed, and the young man standing under the eyes of everyone finally couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down the high platform in a daze.

The pain in his chest and temples was nauseating and numb, and Pei Chu was very uncomfortable. He thought vaguely that he would have known not to stand so high, and it would hurt even if he fell.

Then he fell down uncontrollably.

However, the imaginary pain did not hit, and his back suddenly felt warm, and he didn't know who caught him.

Pei Chu wanted to open his eyes, but he was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

……

There were so many evil monsters, and it lasted for more than ten minutes before the black energy in the triangle field barely dissipated.

When the old Taoist priest arrived, the shooting area was white with gunpowder smoke and a mess, but it had calmed down.

The law enforcement officers were full of spiritual energy, but their expressions were in a trance. They couldn't help whispering something excitedly, and occasionally they could hear a sentence or two of words like "so cool".

Supervisors in white isolation suits have already stepped forward with instruments, and are checking the purification status of the demon one by one.

"Red fox—reduced to level three, with stable spiritual power."

"Red Bird—down to level five, with stable spiritual power."

……

"Almost all of the 23 demons have been purified successfully." Wu Zhan glanced to the side with complicated eyes.

The old Taoist let out a hey, and put his hands into the sleeves of his Taoist robe: "Young apprentice is really amazing."

He shook his head, and said in a very relaxed tone, "The highest level of purification can be performed by no more than three people in the world."

Bishop Lance was silent for a while, then walked forward holding the scepter, looking at the shooting area where the black air was almost gone: "Sure enough, our bet was not wrong."

Hearing this, the old Taoist cast down his eyes and glanced at Pei Chu who had fallen asleep, his eyes drifted upwards, and he restrained himself.

He scratched his head, and simply waved his hands at a few people: "The black air in the prison is still there, I guess there will be divisions later, I will deal with the evil monsters that will be divided later."

Lance nodded: "It's hard work."

After the person left, he turned to look at Qingxing, paused, then looked at the young man in his arms, and said slowly: "When he has rested, you can bring him to the Holy Court."

Qing Xing hummed indifferently, turned around and left with the person in his arms.

Wu Zhan didn't dare to look over there, so he continued to look towards Lance and said, "Master Bishop, I wonder if the Holy Court has found out who is behind the scenes?"

The law enforcement officers behind him were already packing up their equipment in an orderly manner. Lance twirled his fingertips slightly, and the execution document with the Holy Court's red badge silently burned into dust.

Holding the scepter, he walked towards the Holy Court hall unhurriedly: "At least I can be sure that they are people inside the Holy Court."

"Inside?!" Wu Zhan frowned suddenly, and quickly followed.

Lance spoke softly: "It is impossible for outsiders to invade the Holy Court Prison and release sources of spiritual pollution."

Wu Zhan's throat was dry, his eyes were dazed, and he had nothing to say for a while.

"Come on," Lance said. "The truth will be found out soon."

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When Pei Chu came back to his cage, he didn't know how long he had slept. He struggled to wake up in a daze, and opened his eyes.

The light was dark, and he sat up dazedly, his bones aching all over his body.

"woke up?"

Pei Chu immediately looked over, met a pair of indifferent eyebrows, he was stunned: "Colonel."

Qingxing lowered his eyes, turned on the desk lamp, and continued to review the documents with his head down: "You slept for two days."

"Two days?!" Pei Chu was startled.

He frowned and recalled that the last image in his mind was that he fell from the high platform in the center of the shooting area, and then...

Pei Chu stared over suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

"What's wrong?" Qing Xing still lowered his eyes.

"You followed me, right?"

Qing Xing paused for a while, and soon returned to normal without raising his head.

Pei Chu jumped out of the bed quickly, jumped to his side twice, climbed onto his body barefoot, wrapped his legs tightly around him, with bright eyes but shy, and asked in a low voice, "Quickly tell me if it's you!"

Qing Xing frowned, looked down at his white toes that were lying on one side, and said, "Yes."

Pei Chu suddenly became happy, put his hands on his shoulders, lay on his back and fell on the desk, forcing Qingxing to press down, and asked with a smile, "Do you like me?"

Under the warm yellow ambiguous light, his round eyes were filled with his own reflection, Qing Xing looked down and did not speak.

But his silence didn't affect Pei Chu's happiness, he raised his head and kissed her directly.

The hasty and warm breath filled the breathing distance between the two of them.

Pei Chu's body was soft, but Qing Xing was still forced to bend down by him so that he could intersect his neck.

Nibbling soft and hot, just like the closeness every night before.

Qingxing didn't know if he had been forced to become familiar with this kind of touch, so he closed his eyes subconsciously.

During the entanglement of softness and heat, Pei Chu's fingertips rubbing against his neck became hotter and hotter, as if away from each other.

Qing Xing frowned, his heart was full of anger, and he wanted to push him away.

Suddenly, Pei Chu was one step faster than himself.

After curling his lips and tongue lightly, he quickly pulled away, looked up at himself curiously for a while, and slowly licked the corner of his mouth.

Qingxing stared at his movements.

The other party laughed, and wrapped his ears around him, whispering triumphantly: "Qing Xing, do you want to fuck me?"