Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

As soon as the two opened their mouths, they were old oboe, and the characters were all written and arranged clearly!

Peng Yuan is also used to it: "My teacher is a sharpshooter, who can blow up ten devils at a distance of [-] miles, right? My boyfriend is a big devil..."

Ding Jingyi interrupted his words: "You are a fake foreigner and a real black-faced cat little magician, please don't say a few words, do you understand that you will make a lot of money in a silent voice?"

Peng Yuan rubbed his hands: "Harmful."

Hu Shunhua called Brother Bai, through the power amplifier, the people present heard clearly: "There are all unnaturalized children of Huang's family outside, and they come here smelling of blood."

Although the inside of the dust-free workshop is closed, there is a pressurized and purified exhaust system on the upper floor, from which the breath of blood magic escapes.

Ding Jingyi's blood was so temptingly sweet that it was not surprising that he attracted the immature weasels.

Peng Yuan poked Ding Jingyi: "You are a high-quality demon recognized by the local people."

Why does it sound like a farmed chicken, it's deflated again!Ding Jingyi rolled his eyes.

Even though he said that, Peng Yuan still protected Ding Jingyi behind him: "What should we do?"

Brother Bai looked at his watch: "I've already contacted Huang's family, but I just don't know when I can come. Their family has a very weird temper."

"Bring out two bags of blood. I'll go outside to meet Shunhua and lure Huang Pizi away so that he won't be beaten to death by the workers..." Li Yun quickly made a judgment, "Ah Yuan and Jingyi are optimistic about cultural relics."

Don't be beaten to death by workers?

Peng Yuan was puzzled and reacted: So it is actually protecting cultural relics and wild animals.

The staff of the blood bank handed out two bags of blood through the delivery window, and the photographer also withdrew.Brother Bai went into the workshop after passing the wind bath, and glanced at the phone: "The Huang family has always been difficult to get along with, you two can hide as long as you can."

Ding Jingyi immediately dragged Peng Yuan to hide behind Brother Bai: "Bless the gods, Gou!"

Peng Yuan covered Ding Jingyi's eyes: "God bless you, Gou!"

Brother Bai couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you doing, the eagle is catching the chicken!"

Peng Yuan picked up a long-handled broom. Although Ding Jingyi didn't have time to teach him magic, he more or less memorized a few magic spells when translating the documents.

The difficulty of this situation is not the invisible weasel, with Ding Jingyi's ability, it is no problem to burn down the entire factory——

You must know that most of the factory buildings are made of steel with a high melting point, not to mention the weasels with flesh and blood.

The difficulty is the agreement between Ding Jingyi and the Goddess of Hunting. If he harms any wild animals, he will permanently lose the power magic sealed in the magic eye - "direction".

Can't let him touch a weasel.

Peng Yuan stared at the ventilation duct, and the voices inside and outside the workshop became much quieter. Maybe it was because Li Yun and Hu Shunhua's smacking outside worked?Maybe he was beaten to death by workers?

Brother Bai's cell phone rang, and it was Hu Shunhua's voice: "Half scattered outside, and half went inside!"

These fairy reserves also know that college students don't have the smell of big devils, and their tastes are really tricky.

Peng Yuan nervously held the broom, and before his brain could extend to the end of the universe, the baffle of the ventilation hole fell off with a bang, and then a big fluffy yellow ball squeezed out.

Waiting here!

Brother Bai lifted his coat, dozens of pens flew out, and nailed a bunch of them to the wall before the weasel balls scattered. Two or three pens were worn on each pen, and a key chain hanging was formed on the wall The workshop was full of horrific cries, echoing non-stop in the metal iron wall.

Brother Bai picked up another broom: "The pens are not enough! The old Huang's family has so many superborns, so there is no fine!"

Peng Yuan picked up the broom: "Will you be fined if you don't cultivate human form?"

Immediately afterwards, another ball of weasels scattered away, rushing towards Ding Jingyi like a torrent, Peng Yuan softly recited the magic spell of the barrier, and shot it down bravely.

Barrier magic is the new magic that Peng Yuan is most familiar with.When Ding Jingyi dealt with Zuo Heng's family bucket, in order to protect Peng Yuan, he left this magic on him and in his residence. There are also accurate records in the literature. Although it is an intermediate magic that consumes a lot of money, after Peng Yuan got the demon core , it is not difficult to learn.

The head of the broom gathered the cyan brilliance, forming a small curved surface. Peng Yuan swung the broom full and smashed it down. The first hit scattered fourteen or five weasels. The weasels floated in the air one after another and gathered into a ball with a diameter one story high.

Floating magic can still be used like this!

Peng Yuan crossed the ladder to install the vent baffle back, stabilized the two feet of the ladder, the broom just got stuck between the ladder and the baffle, and sealed it with the barrier magic.

The remaining weasels in the pipe kept barking, so they couldn't get in.The room was also sealed, and not a single weasel touched the freshly restored coffin.

The scene was under control, but the ensuing bad feeling climbed into Peng Yuan's heart: "Jingyi, do you want the power magic?"

Ding Jingyi raised his right hand and held the weasel ball in the air: "The gods are moody, I am only worried about what if you get rabies if you get bitten?"

"You're right to be worried. During the flu season, the inpatient department is full of elderly people, and there may not be any beds. If you really bite out some complications and need to be hospitalized for observation, you might have to sleep in the hallway..."

After Bai Ge finished speaking, he asked the phone again, "Old Li, Shunhua, the inside is under control, how are you doing?"

There was a gust of wind in the power amplifier, and then a gunshot, followed by Hu Shunhua's gentle voice: "I'll be right back."

Ding Jingyi and Peng Yuan looked at each other, the enmity was forged.

Brother Bai pushed open the door to the bathroom: "You guys go first, I'll clean up here."

Peng Yuan and Ding Jingyi left the workshop. There was an open space in front of the warehouse. It was not cold, at least there was no wind. It was the curious eyes of the workers that made Peng Yuan feel a little pain in his back.

Ding Jingyi slowly lowered his arms and put the weasel ball on the ground under the surprised eyes of the workers.

Peng Yuan quickly walked around: "Well, which master can help find some woven bags?"

The workers were collectively confused. After all, it is not every day to see such a big weasel, and it is rare enough for a foreigner to appear to ask for a woven bag.

At this time, Li Yun and Hu Shunhua also rode motorcycles back to the factory building, and someone came to their senses, obtained a logical connection between the weasel ball and the woven bag, and ran to the warehouse to look for it.

Hu Shunhua jumped off the motorcycle: "Teacher Ding, let me do it instead. It will be troublesome for the Huang family to see it in person."

Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and the chain-shaped red magic power traveled half a circle in the air, linked to Hu Shunhua's hand, and slowly turned into an orange fairy mist.

When the energy was handed over, Hu Shunhua's eyes moved up and down on Ding Jingyi's hand, quite amorously.

Peng Yuan was in a hurry, thinking how could this fox fairy not let his teammates go?

All these deviant ghosts and gods miss his great demon.Brother Bai will find Ding Jingyi to do the job if he has endless orders. The weasel wants to eat him, and a fox fairy appears in front of him.

Li Yun put his back on his back: "Prince, A Yuan, I will come to an end here first, and continue after the matter is settled. Go back. A Yuan, remember to write the report."

Ding Jingyi lowered her head: "It took so long to prepare together, it's a pity to interrupt it all at once."

Li Yun waved his hand: "This restoration project belongs to you and A Yuan, and only you two can do it. The ones that were originally filmed are enough to make some content. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I will come back next time."

The workers also came out with woven bags. Peng originally wanted to help dress up the weasel, but was stopped by Brother Bai who came out from behind: "Don't touch your hands, you will be in trouble."

Peng Yuan patted Ding Jingyi's waist: "Let's find two shared bicycles."

The factory area is very large, and it is nearly two kilometers from the factory building to the entrance. Peng Yuan asked the workers for half a broom, went to a secluded place, squeezed Ding Jingyi's hand: "Try to see if the "orientation" is still there. "

"How to try? Are you going to fly home?"

"That's right..." Peng Yuan raised his broom, "Don't all wizards and wizards in movies fly with brooms?"

"Give back the broom, you are unscientific, a scientific magician would choose a sweeping robot."

"The sweeping robot is Yujian flying, are you looking for it?"

Ding Jingyi thought about it, and opened the phone map: "Really, then come on, the "Glory" level magic eye, "Orientation", turn it on. "

Ding Jingyi's right eye flickered for a moment, but it was just a flash of white light, which was no different from the phone's staggered flash.

Peng Yuan's demon core didn't feel any magic flow, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Let's go to a crowded place and call a car..." Ding Jingyi said calmly.

The two walked out of the factory area without saying a word. There were only the two of them on the long concrete road. Their shadows were pressed against the soles of their feet by the midday sun, resembling Ding Jingyi's aggrieved mood.

"Goo-"

"Grumble-"

Their stomachs growled at the same time.

Ding Jingyi clutched her stomach: "If you lose a magic spell, you'll be deflated! You won't be able to get full after eating deflated! It's poisonous!"

He crouched on the ground and made no sound.The gods were originally the haze of the past and the responsibility of the country. Cutting them off for a while is like performing a small but rapid operation on a sick body, which makes him feel uncomfortable instead.

Peng Yuan squatted beside Ding Jingyi and hugged him from the armpit: "Does the gods have any power magic that hasn't been handed in? I'll look for it in the literature and make it up for you."

"No need, the magic is integrated in the eyes, and my glaucoma can almost be cured without treatment."

"How can you have glaucoma!"

Peng Yuan felt guilty for a moment, if it wasn't for his studies, Ding Jingyi could have refused to restore the golden coffin, completely dragged his feet, and would always be an old mage of rice bugs.

Although Ding Jingyi only lost a power magic and a connection with a god, what appeared in Peng Yuan's heart was a broken front tooth.