Urban Demon Slayer

In the lush mountain forest, an instructor stood behind a big tree.

Not long after, footsteps sounded, and a young man appeared silently beside him.

"Where is Wang Qianchen?" Ding Songran asked softly.

"It's roasting rabbits over there..." The instructor pointed to a rock not far away.

There was a bonfire burning under the rock, and the surrounding grass was relatively lush, but two figures could be vaguely seen, and the aroma of barbecue wafted in the air.

"Well, has Bai Feiyang been here?" Ding Songran asked again.

"No." The instructor shook his head.

"...Well, I will use [Phantom] now. This skill consumes more spiritual energy and is enough to cause them to fall into a mental disorder for a few days. After the assessment is over, please send them out." The disciples of Qingcheng Mountain could not count on them. Bai Feiyang couldn't count on it either, so he could only do it himself.

"Don't worry, Elder Ma explained it." The instructor nodded.

Staring at the two figures by the bonfire, Ding Songran's eyes narrowed slightly.

"[Phantom]!" Ding Songran whispered softly, and then his face quickly turned pale, and there were large beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, which shows how much this skill wasted on him!

However, the two figures beside the bonfire didn't react at all, and they didn't appear to be mentally disturbed and dancing as they imagined.

"What's going on?" The instructor frowned.

Ding Songran also felt that something was wrong, and immediately stopped moving and walked over quickly.

Stepping through the grass and reaching the edge of the bonfire, there were piles of skeletons of roasted rabbits scattered on the ground, but there were no figures. They were two wooden shelves, wearing Wang Qianchen and Xuanling's clothes!

...

In the mountains and forests dozens of miles away.

Wang Qianchen and Xuanling ran fast, passing through ridges and ravines one after another.

"Is there really a problem with the instructor following us?" Xuanling asked nervously as he ran.

"Certainly, otherwise our position will not be exposed! As long as we get rid of him, no one will be able to find us again." After leaving this mountain range, Wang Qianchen will definitely tell Song Cepian about the situation!

The two of them rushed out for nearly a hundred miles, and they had to avoid all kinds of monsters in the middle, and they were so exhausted that they were exhausted.

After making sure no one was chasing after them, the two collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Rest, take a rest..." Xuan Ling tilted his body and fell asleep.

Although Wang Qianchen was also very tired, the two of them could not rest at the same time, and there were monsters coming out of this place at any time. So he forced himself to sit up and stared sharply around, his ears and nose were of course not idle.

The two took turns to rest for more than ten minutes, and then continued on their way. Except for the necessary meals, drinking water and going to the toilet, they basically did not stop on the way.

Because of Wang Qianchen's special ability, he can always avoid those monsters in advance, so they can leave this mountain range in one day.

"Brother Chen, I need to go to the toilet!" Xuanling said suddenly when he reached a canyon.

"Well, let's go, I'll be watching here!" Wang Qianchen stood on the spot.

Xuan Ling walked a dozen meters to the side and unbuttoned his pants in a field of weeds.

Just then, there was a sound of small footsteps, followed by a familiar smell.

It's Ding Songran, he's chasing after him!

Wang Qianchen was instantly horrified. There are thousands of roads leading to the end, and the instructor has been thrown away. How did he keep up?

"Xuanling!" Wang Qianchen suddenly shouted.

"Ah?" Xuan Ling turned around.

At the same time, with the sound of "咻", a black shadow flew over, and the bricks smashed heavily on Xuan Ling's head.

Xuan Ling didn't snort, and fell to the ground in a coma.

Wang Qianchen walked over and picked up the mobile phone he had not had time to take back. He saw that it was full of text messages from him and Ding Songran. He had to report almost every place he went, and even left a mark along the way. The last one was: We came to the edge of a canyon.

To say that Xuanling colluded with Ding Songran from the very beginning would be impossible, no one knew that he would form a team with Xuanling. Eighty percent of the time, when Hu Yan and Zhang Quan kidnapped Xuan Ling, some agreement was reached between them.

Specifically because of the betrayal, Wang Qianchen no longer wanted to care about it, and he was too lazy to care about it.

After all, he was not familiar with Xuan Ling, so he wouldn't be sad because of such a broken thing.

"Guarding against day and night, it's hard to guard against thieves..." Wang Qianchen sighed softly as he looked at Xuan Ling, who had passed out in a coma.

...

A minute later, Ding Songran came to the scene.

But he didn't see Xuanling, nor Wang Qianchen, and only left a pool of urine on the side of the road.

"What are you doing, are you going forward again? Didn't you agree to drag it here?" Ding Songran muttered, and looked into the canyon.

Silent and empty.

"It's such a pity to let him run away again..." Ding Songran put his hands behind his back, looking helpless.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of "咻咻" in the air, and strips of white bandages swept out, almost overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, and instantly tied him firmly!

Ding Songran frowned slightly, and was about to break away, when he heard a "huo", a broom suddenly appeared in the air, and suddenly fanned him out. Ding Songran rolled twice in the air, and before he had time to land, the sound of "boom" sounded, and a bumblebee rushed out again, knocking him out more than ten meters!

"boom!"

Ding Songran finally landed this time, but a huge "Dream of Red Mansions" fell from the sky and pressed **** his body, with only one head exposed.

"Den!"

Wang Qianchen jumped up, stepped on the edge of "Dream of Red Mansions", picked up the brick and slapped it down.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

Wang Qianchen patted him more than ten times in a row, slapped him with blood, and scolded him as he patted: "I don't take care of you, do you really think I'm a big brother?"

Ding Songran's shrill screams resounded in the valley.