The Daily Life of Catching Monsters [Liao Zhai + Honghuang]

Fan Qi packed her things and went to the ground again, but she didn't expect it.

This time, the incense was useless.

It actually hit directly head-on.

Sanniang looked at Fan Qi, and Fan Qi looked at Sanniang.

No one expected this scene.

For Sanniang, Fan Qi is gone, but the stinky Taoist priest is chasing after him and is still hiding, but right now the stinky Taoist priest has been taken away by her trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, and now she is coming back to kill .

The human skin has been replaced by an old woman's, and it is not as comfortable to wear as the beautiful skin. Thinking of this, Sanniang is a little angry, and the wound is still painful.

She made up her mind to wake up, and after finishing this time, she will go to the deep mountains and old forests to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Sanniang hurriedly looked away, terrified in her heart, trying to get away with it.

It's just that it's not that easy nowadays.

Indeed, Sanniang was a little lucky, but she didn't dare to gamble with her own life. If she lost the bet, she might die.

The wound on her waist was still hurting, Sanniang was a little bit unwilling.

The old lady paused, turned around, took one step, two steps, and three steps, running fast.

Fan Qi had already seen through the first scene she saw, took out the diamond ring, and threw it in the direction of the "old woman".

This place is open, and it has already hit his hands, so it is absolutely impossible to let it go.

This time, there shouldn't be a stick maker Taoist jumping out to stop him, right?

Sanniang was running, Fan Qi was chasing after, and the diamond ring hit her waist again.

Sanniang was in so much pain that she wanted to scold her, but of course she did.

"Damn it! Why do you keep staring at me for whatever enmity I have with you!! Could it be that you are a good son I picked up from nowhere and want to honor your mother?!"

Fan Qi pursed her lips, and ignored Sanniang's words.

Seeing that Fan Qi didn't respond, Sanniang felt even more angry, but it was useless, and she was more afraid.

fear death.

It's not easy for her to get to where she is today, and she doesn't want to die like this.

From leaving the mountains to today, from being cautious to now, it seems that the wind is going smoothly, and she can still be stronger.

There will be a day when she doesn't need to wear human skin.

Indeed, clothes.

But in fact, Sanniang subconsciously hopes that she can transform herself.

Indeed, wearing human skin is a shortcut, but it does not contradict what you want to own.

It will be stronger after taking shape.

The innate Dao body of the human race has a short lifespan. A hundred years is just a blink of an eye for the monster race, but the life of a human is only a hundred years, or even half of it. This is the human race, weak and incompetent, but If there is talent, or a suitable opportunity, it may soar into the sky.

It is far faster than the average goblin's cultivation speed. In a few decades, if you fight with a goblin who is hundreds of years old, you may not be at a disadvantage.

Terrifying speed of cultivation.

This is the role of the innate body.

Eating people's hearts is also a shortcut.

Sanniang disdains living like an ascetic monk in the deep mountains and old forests. She wants to prove that she can live a better life. Since they are already called painted skin monsters, so what if they paint their skins, can they lose a piece of flesh? !

There are only a few old people left in the clan, and the Painted Skin Demon is extremely weak, apart from being born with spiritual intelligence, it doesn't seem to have any abilities.

But Sanniang didn't know that it was not easy for a race to be born with spiritual wisdom, and the ancestors were really rich.

Even the painted skin demon.

How many races are born with undeveloped spiritual intelligence.

Weakness is nothing.

Good head.

What is the experience package.

Smart.

……

The pictures in my head appeared one after another, as if memories that I don't know where they usually came from also popped out.

I don't want to die.

Because of this thought, Sanniang still ran vigorously.

The picture at this moment is that an old woman with a face of about 60 or [-] years old is running vigorously in front, and a young and middle-aged man who looks better is chasing after her.

Of course, this situation did not last long.

No matter how strong the desire to survive is, the injuries suffered are real. It can be bloody for a while, but the long-term result is inevitable.What's more, he used the vajra circle to hit the wound on his waist vigorously several times.

It was almost torn in half.

The moves are not old, as long as they work.

Fan Qi split open directly at the waist, and the human skin peeled off again, revealing the original ugly face, blue face and fangs, and the whole body was green.

At this moment, I can't run away, and the old wounds are not healed, and new wounds will be added.

Don't talk about taking advantage of the victory to pursue, just such a flat cut, throwing circles behind her, she will probably be exhausted on this road.

Sanniang turned her head and walked directly in front of Fan Qi.

It's just that with Sanniang's ability as a painted skin monster, it's really difficult to hurt Fan Qi. You must know that Fan Qi has been attacked by many monsters and ghosts no matter what.

It's completely impossible to struggle.

Yes, in fact, that evildoer didn't want to die together.

In fact, she may say that it still wants to escape, but this is also one of the means.

It's just that in view of its own strength, it really doesn't allow it.

With a flash of Fan Qi's sword, he tentatively pierced the monster's chest directly, piercing through.

That place is the heart!

When Fan Qi drew out his sharp sword, it was covered in black blood.

I only heard a "bang" and fell directly to the ground.

Before dying, only a howl could be heard, and then there was no movement.

The monster was completely dead on the ground.

The blood on the bronze sword penetrated directly visible to the naked eye, and returned to its original state in a short while.

This function is good, saving you from wiping your sword.

Is this smell will not be volatile?

Fan Qi was a little puzzled about this, but this was not the point.

The old Taoist ran over, slammed his hands and feet, and looked regretful, "It can be regarded as a thing in the mountains, and he just died here. The old Taoist wanted to chase her and let her know how powerful he is."

Fan Qi glanced at the Painted Skin Demon on the ground, then at the old Taoist priest, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Are you afraid that you are mentally ill?

With this method, I don't know how many people have been killed by visual inspection.

It is said that people who are not of my race must have a different heart?

Did you give birth to human beings' awareness of environmental protection in advance to protect the ecological circle of the painted skin demon or something?

In his impression, even if the Siberian tiger is a carnivorous species, there are only a few dozen left, and he has never seen one fed by humans.

Another example is the black and white two-color panda or something.

Although this thing can't be compared like this, but...

If you say you don't like people.

That's not true, this guy had mentioned Wang Sheng before, saying that he was a man with a demonic aura who was about to die.

It seemed that the meaning was to save someone's life, and he was brought back by Wang Sheng afterwards.

No matter what, Fan Qi really didn't understand this brain circuit.

Sure enough, Taoist priests are the most magical guys in the world.

The entry point is always so clear.

The old Taoist looked at the painted skin monster on the ground, and then said, "Master Guicha, since this monster is dead, why don't you give this thing to me, okay?"

"here you are?"

"The old Taoist wants to take it back and use it to make alchemy. It is its good fortune to benefit the common people after death. This is an exchange. Do you think it is good, Mr. Guicha?" The old Taoist fished out his sleeve, and put a round bead on it hand.

I saw that the bead was sky blue all over, and there seemed to be flowing light rolling inside, no, it was water inside.

"This object was obtained by the old Taoist in a cave on the North Mountain. It is very mysterious. If you guessed correctly, it is the Sanguang Shenshui in the bead. It has been accumulated over time. Although it is just a little, it is not easy." The old man The Taoist explained.

"Are you sure you want to exchange this for the corpse of a painted skin demon?" It's obviously not worth it, and Taoist priest, do you still remember that you were still regretting the death of this fairy just now, and you want to use it to make alchemy?

You are really turning into Rufeng, can't keep up, can't keep up.

Seeing that the old Taoist had a bitter expression on his face, he immediately said, "Don't hide it from Mr. Guicha, this shell is like a natural protective umbrella, and the old Taoist is still unable to open it."

No matter how good the food is, if you can see it but not eat it, it is better to change it to something practical.

Fan Qi nodded. In fact, he didn't lose money on this deal, otherwise this thing would be rubbish to him.

Fan Qi got the beads, and the old Taoist picked up the painted skin demon's body.

It can also be regarded as what each needs.

Under the sunlight of the beads, they are quite beautiful, they are translucent, but they are shining with streamers.

If you don't look carefully inside, you can't even tell it's liquid.

Aura is overflowing.

Fan Qi looked at the bead, the shell was indeed very strong, but it would be an exaggeration to say that it couldn't be opened, right?

Then?

There's no after that.

The peony is still the same, the rich and noble flower in the world.

It blooms coquettishly on the branches, but it is already the last wave, and the sun is about to set, and the flowering season is coming to an end, but its charm remains undiminished.

The petals are delicious, one by one, gathered together.

Swaying in the wind.

But no one saw it. At this moment, the rose has already bloomed ahead of schedule.

The orange cat licked its paws, it was already dark, and it was time to lie down in another place.

For example, the shit shovel officer.

Walk leisurely on the path step by step.

Obviously at this moment, Mrs. Wang really doesn't have the heart to take care of her orange cat, the mourning hall has already been set up.

No one thought that Wang Sheng would die young at such a time.

For the sake of Wang Sheng's reputation, Mrs. Wang concealed the matter between Wang Sheng and the evildoer, as for the matter of being beaten to death by the evildoer.

In fact, these things can no longer be concealed.

It was a big deal.

When everyone comforted her, they said it was an innocent disaster, and they were right.

Ever since Wang Sheng picked up that woman, who would have thought that she was a monster?No one can think of it.What can I say now?But it seems that there is nothing to say.

It seems to have no meaning.

The mourning hall was still full of crying, very noisy.

Mrs. Wang's eyes were red, and she no longer shed tears, as if all the tears had been drained.

The orange cat doesn't care about it.

Speaking of which, if the Shashen clan knew about such a person, what would happen.Um……

Maybe there will be a good show to watch?

The orange cat's paw patted the ground, and then there was a vibration, not too big or too small, and the people outside the house really didn't feel it at all.

Then he turned his head and fell asleep.

As for what will happen...

What does it matter?

Just watch a play.

That evil spirit had been missing for so long, and suddenly such a guy appeared, holding his sword, and the aura on his body.

Eighty percent there is a good show to watch.

Watching the excitement doesn't detest the big things.

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Slashing with a sword is useless.

After Fan Qi blasted the hammer with the diamond ring, the blue beads were still intact, not to mention the corners, not even a single crack.

Clean, as before, very smooth and round.

Fan Qi put away the beads, um...

What the old Taoist said was not wrong.

This thing really can't be opened.

But Fan Qi felt the true use of this thing, it could be used for sneak attack, it was not too big or small, it was just right, and it was hard enough.

I just don't know if it hurts or not.

It is not impossible to put it there as a decoration at the bottom of the box.

After experimenting again and again, Fan Qi took out the soul lock chain, and went to the trembling guy not far away, who was completely different from the previous evildoer, and made a move.

The reason for this problem is that due to the fact that the soul of the Yaozu is not easy to catch, within three days it will become like a child, including the mind.

Itself is also extremely weak, and demons are different from humans in this respect.

This is the racial trait, to be precise, the racial trait of the human race.

In fact, such a set of operations as the painted skin demon is rare.

Because ordinary monster races rarely leave their souls behind.

Almost all of them were killed, for example, they all died together.

The rusty iron chain was hung on the painted skin demon who was covered in green. He hooked it forward and took it away.

It's also easy.

From a certain point of view, it is better to die completely for this kind of person who robs people from the underworld and becomes a ghost.

Sin upon sin, sin upon sin.

Fan Qi took the monster onto Huangquan Road.

Halfway through, a man wearing a dark robe and holding Fuchen in his hand, with gray hair and a sharp complexion, rushed out. He looked like a man who was not friendly at first glance.

Of course, what if good people can block people on the road?

"Wait." The voice was cold, as if words could kill someone.

"..." Fan Qi.

Do all of you like to venture into the underworld so much to stop people?

Don't know if there is no background, don't do this kind of thing?

Does the underworld don't want to lose face?

Do you really think that everyone is Bai Suzhen, the apprentice of Li Shan's old mother?

"I'm Emperor Gouchen and I'm sitting down to Immortal Chili. What you're arresting is my ineffective descendant. I wonder if my little friend can show you a noble hand? If so, I'll give you a big gift." Chili said, betting on Fan Qi's future. .

The opening chapter tells the identity, it is indeed very powerful, and by the way, tell the importance of that monster, if it can be given as a big gift, what if it can't?To kill or to rob people?Or something else?

I'm afraid it's not the former, it's just a

But, Gou Chen Dijun? ? ?

Where is this place?

Hell!

Who is Emperor Gouchen?

The remnants of the demon clan in the heavenly court!

The concept is also very simple, that is, why are your demon clan and demons in heaven so prosperous?Continue to live the same life as before?

As for some of the differences, is there a big difference between the Wu clan?

The problems left over from the history of Liches have been improved in this regard, but they have always been strong, not because of the demons such as Gou Chen in the sky.

The relationship with Tianting is okay and passable.

But this doesn't mean that he and Gou Chen can get by.

If Gou Chen could really appear in the underworld, there would be only one result, and it would be fine if he didn't get beaten to death by the gang.

Ok……

Does this mean that the boundary of Huangquan Road is not considered a hell, or is it something else?

What do you want to do to move Gou Chen's name in the underworld?Go to the underworld to test the power of the monster race?Or challenge whether the power of demons in the underworld is equal?

The author has something to say:

The reason for changing the name of the article is because it does not conform to the values, and the cover has also been slightly changed. Will the little angel get lost? _(:з"∠)_