lucky son

As soon as he got close to the town that was captured by the demon cultivators, Meng Hui felt a surge of demon energy. Obviously, there were quite a lot of demon cultivators gathered here.

However, as a master swordsman with apprentices, Meng Hui naturally didn't kill all demon cultivators-this is too cheap.Therefore, he deliberately restrained the sharp sword energy on his body, and handed over the young people among the group of demon cultivators to the Jiange disciples.

Taiyi Sect is the largest sect, and the disciples who can join it are all extremely talented, and the group of disciples selected by Meng Hui are even more outstanding.Although it was the first time to kill people, they didn't feel the slightest sense of fear in the face of the insidious and cunning demon cultivators with various methods. The magic cultivator of the world.

Meng Hui watched from behind, and couldn't help but carefully hugged the demon king lying on his shoulders, for fear that he would accidentally reveal his identity and be chopped into a pulp by the chaotic sword.

Of course, although the aura is good, it is the first time for this group of Jiange disciples to fight against Moxiu with real swords and guns, so it is inevitable that they lack experience.And once they were in danger, Meng Hui, who was watching quietly, would immediately rise up and take the life of the demon cultivator who was his opponent with a sword.

Meng Hui's understatement showed the sword cultivator's pride and contempt for the demon cultivator to the fullest, which made the Jiange disciples more impressed than killing the demon cultivator himself.

After the first battle, everyone looked at Meng Hui with admiration and respect in their eyes - such a calm and thunderous posture in such a leisurely time is simply the demeanor that a truly superb swordsman should have in their minds !

As for the respect of these Jiange disciples, Meng Hui just smiled and remained unmoved.

——When it comes to pretending to be B, he is a professional!

Under Meng Hui's leadership, Jiange disciples cleared out several groups of demon cultivators in the city. Finally, their actions caught the attention of the leader of this group of demon cultivators.

This demon cultivator can be regarded as a small name in the Demon Realm. His subordinates can gather such a large number of people. In addition to being like-minded, their cultivation methods are naturally not low.This person's personality is probably the kind of duplicitous person. On the surface, he respects Meng Hui, the devil, but in private he likes to lead his subordinates to make trouble.After all, Meng Hui doesn't like to be in charge of things. It's something that the whole Demon Realm knows. As long as it doesn't hinder his eyes, Meng Hui will never comment too much on the behavior of the demon cultivators.

Therefore, although Meng Hui issued the order this time, there are quite a few people who obeyed and disobeyed. Moreover, after Meng Hui gave the order, he did not intentionally ask his loyal subordinates to restrain all the behavior of the demon cultivators, which made many demon cultivators feel uneasy. Did not take this matter to heart.

The Taoist sect has been shrunk for a long time, making the demon cultivators even more arrogant.In the fight between Dao and Demon, most of them were Moxiu who took the lead in provoking, while Daoxiu was forced to protect himself. This was the first time that Daoxiu came to kick the restaurant on his own initiative.

Moxiu was originally hot-tempered and sinister, how could he stand such a provocation, and he was gearing up to teach this group of daring sword cultivators a profound lesson.

When he saw that Meng Hui was only at the Nascent Soul stage, Moxiu ridiculed him, thinking that it was some brat who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and thought that he would become famous if he became a Nascent Soul—after all, "Meng Hui" This name is really unfamiliar, and it is definitely not any Taoist arrogance he has heard of or paid attention to. For such an unknown, "mediocre" mediocre talent, Moxiu simply dismisses it.

It's a pity that Moxiu was contemptuous in his heart, but Meng Hui went all out for the first battle of his fame, which led to the fact that Moxiu wanted to tease and mock the stunned man who dared to provoke him, but he was already defeated by the other party. A merciless sword that was as fast as lightning pierced through.

Moxiu, who hadn't finished speaking and the sarcasm on his face hadn't dissipated: "??????"

Meng Hui, who also did not expect to be stabbed with a single sword, said with a dazed expression, "??????"

As a boss capable of leapfrogging to fight, Meng Hui and this Moxiu, whose cultivation level is one level higher than his own, are basically evenly matched. The battle situation that came down was clear at a glance.

It didn't take much effort for Meng Hui to put this wicked demon cultivator under his sword, and even the Yuanshen, who was trying to escape in vain, was chopped to pieces by Meng Hui's sword.

Unexpectedly, his first battle turned out to be so anticlimactic. Meng Hui shook off the blood from the sharp sword in his hand, and tried his best to save himself: "...It's not enough, it's too weak."

——This demon cultivator was too easy to kill, and it was not enough for his standard of "finding a breakthrough opportunity". He had to find a new target.

Complaining in his heart that this demon cultivator is useless, Meng Hui sheathed his sword, stepped over the demon cultivator's body on the ground, and walked slowly towards the Jiange disciples who were hiding in the distance watching the battle.

It was the first time I saw the battle of my own pavilion master with my own eyes. Although it was not fierce, but Meng Hui killed the devil who was one level higher than himself so easily and freely. The power of the Lord is unmatched.

In the past, countless senior sword cultivators fell under the sword of the Mozun, which made many Jiange disciples shaken in their hearts.But at this time, seeing Meng Hui, who was clearly only in the Nascent Soul stage, but so powerful and fearless, they finally no longer doubted the sword in their hands, and no longer worried about the future of the Taoist sect.

——As long as the Taoism is not destroyed, there will always be geniuses like Meng Hui born out of nowhere, and they will continue to live forever.

Meng Hui had never experienced the decadent times of Taoism in this plane, so he naturally couldn't understand the almost tearful eyes of Jiange disciples looking at him.He paused slightly, did not express his doubts, but explained his next plan: "This battle is too easy, I have not found an opportunity to break through, and I need to continue to practice. However, this battle will definitely To attract the attention of the mighty ones in the magic cultivator, it may not be safe for you to follow me, are you willing to continue to be with me, or return to the Taiyi sect?"

Meng Hui's question was a useless question, and all the disciples asked with one voice to continue to follow.

Since they were not afraid of death, Meng Hui didn't force them to leave. After returning to the inn to rest, he began to study the next target with his Demon Lord.

Demonic cultivation and Taoist cultivation are two extremes.Demonic cultivators advance very fast, but their foundation is unstable; Taoist cultivators progress slowly, but their foundations are solid; when the two sides confront each other, demonic cultivators like to make quick decisions. However, Daoxiu is cautious and steady in battle, with continuous spiritual power, and can even become braver and better as he fights.

All in all, Daoism and demons of the same class, the strength of Daoxiu is higher than that of Moxiu, but Daoxiu is easy to suffer when facing Moxiu. To surpass Daoxiu's cognition, making Daoxiu often hard to guard against.

It can be said that even the experienced Meng Hui can't accurately judge what kind of tricks Moxiu will use next. He often can't go all out in battle, so he must set aside a part of his mind and be ready to protect himself at all times.

——However, with Meng Hui as the "traitor" at this moment, Meng Hui no longer has to worry about this problem.

Although Meng Hui is a hands-off shopkeeper, he has countless capable people and many good scouts. The most important thing is that Moxiu understands Moxiu's methods better than Daoxiu. But it was clear in the eyes of the cultivators.

After leaving Taiyi Sect, Meng Hui got in touch with his subordinates, not only knew where those disobedient demon cultivators were having fun, but even had a clear understanding of their detailed information.And these materials were naturally forwarded by Meng Hui to Meng Hui.

In this way, Meng Hui can not only choose his favorite opponents according to the usual fighting methods of these demon cultivators, but can even master their moves in advance, just like having a strategy for clearing a level when playing a game, and the difficulty is greatly reduced .

Of course, for a real sword cultivator, cheating like this is absolutely not advisable, but as a defender, Meng Hui doesn't really want to cultivate swords at all, how to quickly and effectively complete his mission goals is his main priority. The most important.

The information of Meng Hui was sent to Meng Hui's heart. He looked at the docile and harmless little beast squatting obediently on the table with its two paws together, and couldn't help but hug him up. Fluffy kissed on the forehead: "Thank you so much, you helped a lot!"

The cub whimpered, its short tail swung quickly, narrowed its eyes intoxicated, and rubbed against Meng Hui's lips.After a while, it was dissatisfied with You, and simply raised its head, stretched out its pink and tender tongue, and licked hard on that lip.

Feeling the moistness on his lips, Meng Hui raised his eyebrows, wiped his mouth on Meng Hui's fluff without politeness, dragged his limp body with one hand, and pinched his ear with the other as if to blame.

The little beast's ears folded reflexively, making his face look more like a round plate. Seeing the funny look, Meng Hui couldn't help laughing out loud, and squeezed the big pie face again: " With your information, I think my progress can be a little faster. I originally planned to kill one more demon cultivator this time and return to the Taiyi School to make a breakthrough, but now it seems... I may be able to kill a few more."

Meng Hui was pinched in the face, but he didn't mean to struggle at all, he just raised his paw and patted the back of Meng Hui's hand: "Then you have to be careful, your cultivation base is still weak now, just kill one or two demon cultivators It doesn't matter, but if you kill too many, it may be dangerous to attract the attention of some real demon cultivators."

Hearing Meng Hui, who has always been fearless, "if you don't accept it, you will do it", said such words full of caution and consideration, not to mention Meng Hui, even the brush and light ball next to each other were stunned for a moment.

It has to be said that these words did not fit Meng Hui's aura of a big boss at all, but being able to make him think of this point really took Meng Hui's safety into his heart, and worried that he would encounter the slightest danger.

Meng Hui's expression softened, he nodded, and said in a solemn tone, "Don't worry, I'm sensible." After a pause, he smiled again, "What's more, isn't there a Demon Lord like you? Most of the demon cultivators have been recovered by you, as long as you open your mouth, they must not dare to take action against me on their own."

Hearing the dependence and trust in Meng Hui's tone, Meng Hui's eyes lit up, and the already clear and translucent red pupils became more moist, and they really looked like a soft and cute little pet.

One master and one pet leaned together to kiss me and me, and the two systems expressed that they didn't see it.

The light ball sighed: "Obviously one is a human and the other is an animal, why do I still feel that I have eaten tons of dog food?" After finishing speaking, it turned its head to look at itself, but looked at itself like an old monk in meditation. His complaints didn't have the slightest meaning of talking to the writing brush, and he couldn't help but sighed again.

——The host has another dog, so he has little energy to chat with it anymore; and that dog is a very possessive guy, when he sees it approaching the host, he looks like he wants to crush it ;It is not easy to have a system companion, but its temperament is so rigid and silent, so that it has to be quiet... This day is simply unbearable!

The ball of light was so depressed that the whole body was dimmed, and I really wanted to hug the hard-working self. I never thought that it had just closed itself for a while, and felt the brush rubbing against it: "The way they get along has always been the same. is that so?"

The ball of light shines brightly when given a little sunlight, and instantly freed from autism, looked excitedly at the rare writing brush: "What mode of getting along?"

Maobi glanced at it, as if caring for his mentally handicapped young son: "I mean, in front of Yanghun, Yinhun has always been so obedient, caring, well-behaved... clever?"

"Almost, you have seen what's going on in this plane." The ball of light, who had eaten enough dog food, snorted, "In the previous planes, the son of luck who was possessed by the ghost, to the soul of the sun—ah Bah! My family host is basically obedient, my family Huihui told him to go east, he would never go west!"

Maobi shook his body, fell into silence again thoughtfully, and was arched by the light ball who couldn't bear the loneliness, but still remained motionless.

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--Pooh!The big pig's trotters that are thrown away after use!

The author has something to say: Thank you Ashley for throwing the grenade =333=