Fox spirit's self-cultivation

It is not easy to induce a mountain god who is dazzled by hatred to enter the nightmare reincarnation. Zhou Youyu activated his own monster ability several times with the help of smoke, and finally succeeded in bewitching Dongfang Jing.

As long as Dongfang Jing enters the nightmare reincarnation, it will be fine.

The task assigned by the Demon King was finally completed.

You Xiji activated the Dream Demon Bead, released more Dream Demon Breath, and wrapped Dongfang Jing's heart. He said incredulously, "Can she really be awakened again? Her heart has already started to become demonized. If this When a flower turns completely black, we have to do something."

Even You Xiji, the Demon King's attendant, couldn't really kill his companions with his own hands.

What's more, Dongfang Jing is the mountain god who protected him and his parents back then.

You Xiji still remembers the first time he saw the mountain god. He was noble and cold, with such a gentle look on his brows. She came in the morning mist, and she was accompanied by a mountain spirit with a fish tail and two wings. She was the most beautiful and most beautiful. A kind demon spirit.

Such a pair of bi people have wandered in the mountains and forests for countless years, protecting the weak flowers and plants, and they will guide the lost mountain people, even if they are monsters that strayed in.

She was once a real demigod, and she was even more worthy of the name than the legendary demon god!

"Just wait, trust her, after all, she used to be a god. The nature of a god is very powerful."

Zhou Youyu sighed.

He and Youyou tricked Dongfang Jing, and they led Dongfang Jing to attack the demon hunter, and they did get the order of the demon king.

But the target of all this was not the demon hunter from beginning to end, but Dongfang Jing.

The former mountain god was only one step away from becoming a demon completely, her heart began to sink into darkness, her divinity was being defiled and disappeared, and demonic energy gathered around the mountain god.

Seeing that the last demon spirit demigod remaining in the world would also disappear, the Demon King had no choice but to intervene.

The Demon King had given her many years to come out, but Dongfang Jing got deeper and deeper, her divinity and hatred kept seeing each other, until now, for some unknown reason, her divinity was almost completely dissipated.

All the demonic creatures are trapped by their own obsessions. Dongfang Jing has been unable to break free from hatred and the past, so the demon king asked Zhou Youyu and Youyou to send her into his heart knot, and asked her to make a final decision. choose.

To be destroyed or to be relieved, the choice between the two is in front of me, and Dongfang Jing can only stand up after breaking through.

After Dongfang Jing's body also entered the nightmare reincarnation, most of her heart suddenly went dark.

You Xiji lowered his eyes when he saw this, and yawned: "Oops. Something went wrong with the plan of the Demon King, so I just said that it was the ancestors of the demon hunters who plotted against the mountain gods back then. Now Dongfang Jing and the demon hunters Putting it all together, it's no wonder she wasn't completely enchanted. It's over, let's wait and do it."

"Don't doubt Lord Demon King's decision, he is so powerful and unpredictable, he will never make a wrong judgment!"

Zhou Youyu snorted coldly.

You Xiji was yawning and drowsy: "I suspect Dongfang Jing, not the devil! The devil doesn't know that Dongfang Jing has become so black. He put all the demon hunters in it. Will Dongfang Jing just tear up and devour their souls?"

"Maybe. Forget it, you go to bed first."

You Xiji stared at his black eyes, and said in pain: "If I could fall asleep, I would have fallen asleep a long time ago. I am very sleepy, but because of the succubi blood, I can't sleep at all. Seventh, why don't you just beat me up?" Dizzy, I'm really tired."

Zhou Youyu stared at Dongfang Jing's body without moving. Seeing that one or two silks were dyed black again, the tip of his eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he said angrily: "I'm in a turbulent mood now, and I will kill you if I do it. Hold on."

"Tsk tsk, okay. I'll find something to do on my own... Well, someone emailed me, just sent it, a cure for insomnia?"

You Xiji yawned lazily, sat up straight after taking a look, his eyes widened: "It's a formula...I'll go, isn't this the calming formula I've always wanted, this time I came here just to get rid of it. Who sent this formula out of the demon hunter's mouth? Xu Xun... who is Xu Xun?"

"The demon hunter I threw back." Zhou Youyu took a deep look at You Xiji.

You Xiji looked at the enchantment in the distance, remembered the mayfly flower spirit lying on Xu Xun's half body, and covered his head in pain: "It's him? Damn it, it's really hard for me to do this."

"So pray, pray that Dongfang Jing can quickly look away and break free from the past, otherwise, everyone will suffer with her."

Before he finished speaking, the flowers in his sight darkened again, almost turning into pure black. Zhou Youyu sat on the chair, choking speechlessly.

"It seems to be very difficult. If it doesn't work, just ask the Demon King to help."

"But where did the Demon King go? Neither he nor the talented demon clan came back."

"Well, Xu Xun was with them before, and he came back alone to ask for help, so the Demon King and the Yaozu should also be in trouble."

Looking at each other speechlessly, You Xiji and Zhou Youyu stared at the flowers that were about to turn into pure black, and You Xiji muttered words in his mouth, silently reciting the formula for treating insomnia that he just got.

A moment later, there was a loud splash, and You Xiji fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Apparently, the calming qi formula that Xu Xun gave him was genuine and very useful.

Seeing this, Zhou Youyu looked pained: "So, where did the devil go?"

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Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao were trapped in a mirror.

Together with Xu Xun, the two walked along the direction given by the divination, and finally found an antique shop hidden in a small alley. It said "Tao Er Antique Shop" on it. The windows were covered with black paper, and the dilapidated wooden door hung Halfway through the lock, he couldn't see the inside of the house at all.

After the store door was pushed open, the bell jingled, and the dust on the pile of hanging items fell profusely, covering all three of them, causing Xu Xun to cough.

"What kind of antique shop is this, why don't you clean it?"

Xu Xun covered his face.

The inside of the house is like a garbage recycling bin, densely packed with various things, such as clothes, cardboard, and plaster statues.Squeeze into the one-person-wide aisle, and what appear in front of you are all kinds of hideous props for manipulating people.

Startled by the bloody props, Xu Xun stood at the door and hesitated for a while. Looking inside, the winding path looked like the bloody mouth of a monster.

Xu Xun rubbed his eyes, feeling terrified, and finally decided to temporarily adjust his mood at the entrance, and picked up a book to read.

"I'll take a look here, you go in first."

"Okay, you can look for it here."

Kong Lingxiao said, and walked into the long corridor with Zheng Xuanli.

"It's all sundries, how can it be clean. Well, why is there a puddle of chocolate on this plaster statue? There is also chocolate on this wine bottle... It has a strange sweet smell. Is this a waste product recovered from a chocolate factory?"

"It's probably not chocolate. Don't touch it, and don't taste or smell it."

Zheng Xuanli's voice came faintly.

Xu Xun, who was just about to smell it, quickly raised his head and pinched his nose, then glanced at a booklet.

"Ten Tips for Treating Insomnia".

"The formula for insomnia? I'll memorize one, try sending it to the game boss, I'm a witcher anyway!"

Excitedly, Xu Xun took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and then sent the pictures to the public mailbox published by You Xiji.

After sending the picture, Xu Xun realized that there was no internet in this place. He kept circling the email halfway through sending it. He sighed, put the book back, and browsed for other things.

The front was getting darker and darker, with a special damp and sour smell, like a haunted house, Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao walked through the aisle one by one, and finally saw a lamp in the deepest part.

The old man sitting in the innermost place reading a book had a bright head, wearing greasy presbyopic glasses, a singlet, and slippered feet dangling leisurely on the table. Please come back."

Kong Lingxiao took out his ID and put it in the old man's book: "We are the investigators of the relevant departments. If there are cultural relics missing, the informant provides clues. The cultural relics have appeared with you. Please cooperate with our investigation."

"Relevant departments? It's a familiar tone. Let me see." The old man adjusted his glasses, squinted for a while, saw the special police badge icon, looked up at Kong Lingxiao and Zheng Xuanli, and grinned.

"Yo, I haven't seen a demon hunter come here for several years. I didn't expect the little guys to start handling the case. Okay, take a look, tell me if you see something, I will write a approval note, and remember to call me the labor fee .”

This person actually knew about the existence of the Demon Hunter, and he sounded like a senior person. Kong Lingxiao wondered, "I don't know which senior you are?"

"I'm a retired employee. I used to be called Lao Tao, and I can be regarded as teaching a few apprentices. It's been a long time since I've retired. I'm old. It's best to drink tea and read a book."

Kong Lingxiao took a glance, and saw that what the old man was holding was a book with a very exciting cover, which could be seen at a glance.

The retirement life of the old-timers is simple and practical.

Kong Lingxiao looked away with a little embarrassment in his eyes, knowing that the other party was unwilling to tell his real name, he said sincerely: "Thank you, senior. I wonder if there are any special objects here, such as stone statues or something."

Old Tao read with gusto: "Special items? Let me think about it, oh, I went out to buy fish some time ago, and I cut something out of the fish's belly. I wanted to send it to your Witcher Association, but the weather is getting hotter. I just forgot. Here, it’s on that shelf, look for it yourself.”

He didn't even point to a direction, Kong Lingxiao didn't know, so he glanced twice, and simply poured spiritual power into his vision, and searched around.

He got goosebumps just by looking at it.

On the prickly rubber products that he and Zheng Xuanli walked over just now, there is a demon sealed on each of them. It looks like a toy with blood dripping on the bones. The demon attached to the body is more ferocious than it looks. Struggling, one after another talisman flickered, restraining the evil spirit in the trick toy.

The products of various colors on the shelf also store black luck, which is restrained by talisman seals.

All the objects in the house were stained with some kind of ominous atmosphere, and they were probably leftovers from the place where the murder occurred.

Kong Lingxiao's face darkened, and he suddenly knew what the chocolate in Xu Xun's mouth was - the dried blood from the murder scene.

This is not a waste collection station, this is basically a murder weapon recovery and large-scale demon suppression center.

Senior Tao, who can calmly read colorful books amidst these howling ghosts and howling wolves, is the real master of concealment.

Kong Lingxiao was ashamed: "Senior, I will contact my colleagues to drag these things away. Senior, you have worked hard, and I will pay the labor fee according to the process."

After a pause, Lao Tao raised his head to look at Kong Lingxiao, reluctantly said with satisfaction: "Well, there is something you are looking for on the shelf on the left, don't take it by mistake."

"Thank you senior."

Kong Lingxiao looked at the left-hand shelf, the bottles, cans, and books were stained with brown marks, and he was full of evil spirits, and then he saw the one that seemed the most ordinary among all the items.

A palm-sized silver mirror.

In the center of the mirror was a thumb-sized girl with black hair and a red skirt, wearing a half-smiley mask.The girl seemed to be floating in the center of the mirror, holding an apple in her pale hand, and putting the apple on her lips, with a smile that was not a smile.

When he was looking at the mirror, Zheng Xuanli took it down.

"It's well preserved, there are no bumps and bloodstains, not bad."

Zheng Xuanli handed over the mirror and asked Kong Lingxiao to take a look.

King Kong Lingxiao opened his eyes, and saw the lips of the person in the mirror move at a glance, and the eyeballs behind the mask also turned, looking in his direction.

Even the highlights of the apple on the mirror surface have undergone subtle changes, and the corners of the skirt are still trembling slightly.

Kong Lingxiao was startled: "She's alive."

As soon as the words fell, the person in the mirror, who was still very lively, didn't respond, it really didn't move like a three-dimensional sculpture.

Kong Lingxiao narrowed his eyes as soon as this kind of behavior of not having 300 taels of silver here came out. He suddenly thought of something, only to feel a buzzing in his head, and his fingers couldn't help shaking: "The girl who looks like a living thing in the mirror, Apple ...is one of the thirteen magic weapons, the magic mirror!"

Old Tao who was reading a book looked up.

Kong Lingxiao's mind was agitated, he walked up to Lao Tao with the silver mirror, and said excitedly: "Senior, where did you find this mirror? This is a magic weapon, where are the demon king and others who carry the magic weapon?"

Lao Tao frowned, turned a page of the magazine, and said impatiently: "I'm an old man, and I'm retired. I can't see the devil casually. It's just that I went out to buy vegetables and bought a strange thing. What kind of devil and a magic weapon are there? Bad luck, really bad luck. Take it away quickly!"

Kong Lingxiao searched carefully again, but found nothing else strange.

He was a little anxious: "We are here to find the body part of the demon god, senior, do you really have no stone statues or other souls here?"

Old Tao's voice was low, and he became more and more displeased: "Demon God, it's another troublesome thing, that's really a nuisance. One of you is enough, two of them can't fit in my small temple, the air is gone... Cough Cough cough, what on earth are you carrying? I feel short of breath, boy, hurry up and go out."

"The old man has a temper, let's go back first."

Zheng Xuanli patted Kong Lingxiao on the shoulder.

Seeing Lao Tao's uncomfortable expression, Kong Lingxiao shuddered, and walked out with the silver mirror, saying, "I'm bothering senior."

"Get out, I can't even breathe... cough cough cough cough!"

There was an earth-shattering cough, and there was a hidden beast roar during it, so frightened Xu Xun hurriedly opened the door and jumped out.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the door, they saw the black room distorted for a while, and a black ferocious animal body appeared vaguely, but the illusion disappeared in an instant, and it turned into a dilapidated small house again.

"What the hell is this?" Xu Xun almost fell to his knees.