Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Da's driver was blocked by an airbag, and the taxi passengers in the middle were a couple who were still stuck in the car and did not move, probably in a coma.

Seeing that the oil tanker was about to hit the taxi, Hongyi turned her wrist, and the bone made a "clicking" sound.

There was a heavy "whoosh" sound from the surrounding residential buildings. Hundreds of stainless steel laundry poles were like spears and sharp arrows, forming three fans. Two sides scraped the tank truck from the side to slow down, and the other side formed a buffer wall from the front.

The oil tanker braked barely amidst the crackling sound of firecrackers, smashed the buffer wall with a "boom", and finally stopped at an arm's length away from the taxi.

Hong Yi waved his hand, and the crooked clothes rail returned to its position.Peng Yuan also finished notifying the traffic station and hung up the phone.The effectiveness of the invisibility magic faded, revealing his figure.

"The new world is not peaceful..." Hongyi walked down the steps, stopped by the side of the road, turned his back to the scene of the car accident, opened his arms, and added an explosion to make it an emoji.

"Yes, Hero Magician, let's take a picture."

Peng Yuan turned on his mobile phone camera, swiped his hand to switch from shooting to video, and then he watched and recorded a more unexpected scene: Hong Yi was hit by a battery car and flew to the middle of the road without moving. .The intersection tens of meters away was blocked tightly, and the ambulance kept ringing.

The hero in the first second is devastated in the next second.Peng Yuan took several deep breaths, it was too difficult.

9. Chapter 9

The small delivery cart of the barbecue shop is still parked at the door, and the goods on it have been unloaded long ago.Peng Yuan didn't care about complaining, he greeted the store and dragged away the small trolley, and then he said to the tongs and Xiao Ming: "Student, help me, lift the one over there, it's too high, I can't lift it alone. move."

"Don't worry about the black-faced cat!" Zuo Heng came back to his senses, "Who cares who is not my brother!"

Xiao Ming hurriedly blocked Zuo Heng, and the tongs took the opportunity to follow Peng Yuan to the street, carried the red clothes onto the trolley and returned to Zuo Heng's side.Pushing the red clothes, Peng Yuan rushed to the ambulance before a large number of wounded arrived.

"Hi'er..." Hongyi spat out a mouthful of blood, "What... are you doing?"

"You were hit by a car, I sent you to the emergency..." Peng Yuan's words were drowned out by the sound of the cart's wheels.

Hong Yi sat up: "That kind of damage is not as good as the lowest level of monsters, I'm fine, don't compare me with humans - Hiccup."

He raised his left hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and his thumb and index finger were bent 180 degrees, obviously fractured.

"You have internal bleeding and fractures and you are still yelling that it's okay, just lie down!"

There is no specific record of the demon's resilience in the literature, so Peng Yuan didn't dare to take it seriously, and rushed to the ambulance wearing a red coat.

After a preliminary examination, although Hongyi is conscious, all the indicators are not optimistic.

Immediately afterwards, the wounded were sent to the ambulance one after another, and the traffic police also arrived at the scene to direct the ambulance to the hospital.

Peng Yuan was sitting next to the stretcher, bumping along with the car, and his short memories within a few hours covered the first half of his life: the summoning he had practiced for many years was successful, number 213 was lost and recovered, and the summoned demon was hit by a battery car and had internal bleeding.

Peng Yuan held his forehead and looked at his watch. It is now eight o'clock, and No. 213 is getting farther and farther away from the storage room. Even if the earth is round, it cannot be saved.

Hong Yi no longer tried to be aggressive, and quietly closed his eyes. His eyelashes were very dense, and his appearance was full of feminine beauty.

His hands and feet are slender, matching his height without being obtrusive.Even though this red robe is gorgeous, it looks like a shroud.

Peng Yuan picked up a corner of the robe with a leather pick, and handed it to his eyes.The pattern on the main body of the robe is the ring of fire representing the magician Olin, and the decorative dark patterns on the corners are the golden ring representing the emperor Ain.

Ellowyn has strict rules and regulations, and it is impossible to use royal patterns without the emperor's permission.

Coupled with the strange prediction of the car accident before, Peng Yuan basically locked the identity of Hongyi, only he had to admit it himself.

But why doesn't he want to admit it?

"Why is there a series of car accidents here today? Usually no one takes this road..." A doctor asked.

"The museum is on fire, and fire trucks have blocked the road over there, and there are many cars that suddenly diverted."

"Sin, I will arrive at the hospital in 5 minutes, ready for further rescue."

rescue……

"You have to come up with a name..." Peng Yuan picked up the leather stick and slapped the red clothes, "I have to register at the hospital. I can't let the doctor call you "adult". "

Hongyi opened her eyes and pondered for a moment: "Help me get one."

Xuanyuan Gousheng, Nicholas Zhao Si, and Peng Yuan ran through a string of earthy bewitching prizes in their hearts.Or open the automatic name picker on the webpage, and hand it to Hong Yi: "Choose yourself."

Hong Yi swiped the screen twice and circled one of the names: "What does this mean?"

The name he chose was "Ding Jingyi".

"I don't know numerology, so I'll just talk about it. Ding is the fourth in the heavenly stem, which means yin fire. Your appearance is considered feminine in our civilization, and you wear red, which can be said to be corresponding; Jing means sunlight."

Peng Yuan paused. In the language of demons, the name "Olin" means "sun".

"Yi has the meaning of etiquette, equipment and legal system, which echoes the behavior of magicians. This explanation is quite...suitable for you."

Hong Yi closed her eyes: "Just use it."

It's refreshing.

Peng Yuan asked: "You are Olin the magician, right?"

Hongyi—whose name should be Ding Jingyi now—closed her eyes and smiled: "Of course not."

"Why are you wearing his shroud?"

"Because I was in charge of building his tomb."

Peng Yuan was silent. He couldn't remember which documents recorded who built Aolin's tomb.

But think about the craftsmen who built the royal tomb in ancient times. Most of them died for the secret of the monarch.

"I often can't go home for several months when I do projects. When I repair the tomb, I can't see the sun, and I just dig soil and move bricks every day..."

Ding Jingyi raised his left hand to wipe off the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, and his previously fractured thumb returned to its original shape.

Another abnormal thing, Peng Yuan's mind jumped left and right between fantasy and reality for a while, and finally stopped.

"Your magic is very powerful. I thought you were a priest. Why do you want to work in the fields?"

Ding Jingyi shook her head: "I don't learn magic for the sake of worship, but for engineering."

If you regard magic as technology, Ding Jingyi can be regarded as an engineer in the foggy continent. In this ambulance, there is even a wrong smell of being sent to the hospital for overtime work.

There are five stops to the nearest hospital of J University. The ambulance arrived at the hospital at high speed, and the doctor carried Ding Jingyi and several injured people down.

Peng Yuan picked up the temporary medical booklet and wrote down Ding Jingyi's name and his own phone number.

The previous purchase of No. 213 used up half of his emergency funds, and the subsequent medical expenses were full price without medical insurance.

Peng Yuan gasped, followed the stretcher to the door of the examination room.The corridor was full of victims of the car accident lying here and there, crying, cursing and the breath of flesh and blood penetrated into the nostrils together, making Peng Yuan feel chills all over his body.

Peng Yuan rarely went to the hospital since he could remember. He is in good health and has few relatives.To him, the hospital was mostly like a TV drama set, but now it appeared as a reality of blood and crying.

"Are you scared?" Ding Jingyi held Peng Yuan's wrist, and the heat penetrated through his clothes, "Afraid of death?"

"It's more scary to live without money..." Peng Yuan waved his hands.

Ding Jingyi let go of his hand and snapped his fingers, and the remaining banknotes and steel coins flowed out from between the robes and flew into Peng Yuan's pocket.

"I'm tired, take care of it for me, and you can get the reward you deserve."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the money?"

"You won't..." Ding Jingyi closed his eyes.

According to Peng Yuan's part-time job experience, when he needs to work hard, he will not be paid first. Whether he is a tutor, a fast food clerk or handing out leaflets, he will only get paid after he has done his work.

However, his professional acuity made him ask: "Does the Fog Continent implement an advance payment system? It is a system in which the buyer pays first and then obtains the service after the two parties in the transaction reach an agreement."

Ding Jingyi smiled: "Lovely apprentice, if you miss a class, you will be...thirsty for knowledge?"

More question marks arose in Peng Yuanfei's heart, but the money he got reminded him that everything was true.

So he ran, paid the fee, and sent Ding Jingyi to check.He had a hunch that if Zuo Heng was present, it would be inevitable to say "sugar daddy's dutiful son".

Life is not easy, even black-faced cats have learned to reason!

The results of the examination were all available immediately. Ding Jingyi was unscathed and all indicators were normal, which was a model of health.

The examining doctor even praised his internal organs, and the imaging under the instrument was as regular as a textbook.

When the two walked out of the hospital, the second ambulance had just returned from the scene of the traffic jam.Peng Yuan looked at his mobile phone. At 99:[-], the traffic was still blocked, and Li Yun's message indicated that [-] had been piled up, which was as red as the battery of the mobile phone.

The last one was posted 3 minutes ago: "The inspector leader has 7 minutes to arrive at the battlefield!"

Mom!Peng Yuan turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, frantically looking for shared bicycles at the entrance of the hospital, and almost ate the dirt.

The parking area was empty, except for one without a seat in the green belt.The bicycle was lying alone in the haystack, very much like Peng Yuan's mood, weak, lonely and helpless.

"Your quality has been eaten up, my fellow citizens..." Peng Yuan stood up the car and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's too late to go back now, tell the truth to the leader?

Sexy college students summon demons online, this month's prison meal will be reduced by one, and the shooting list will be expedited.

Ding Jingyi squatted in front of the hospital, looking from the report card to the bicycle: "Ah Yuan, what are you in a hurry for?"

Peng Yuan recounted the completion ceremony of No. 213 without thinking.He doesn't expect to be understood, he just wants to find someone to vent to, Ding Jingyi's listening