Urban Demon Slayer

Fortunately, it's just a Lingzhu, hand it over and hand it over...

Thinking of this, Lu Jun picked up his mobile phone and just wanted to call the Golden Eagle King. After thinking about it, he dialed another number.

"Master Beihuang!" A respectful voice came from the phone.

"Well, what are you doing?" Lu Jun asked slowly, only maintaining some dignity in front of his hands.

The one who talked to him on the phone was another demon king under his command, the king of wild boars.

"Just about to rest, what's the matter with Lord Beihuang?" asked the wild boar king.

"That's it, I have something for you..." Lu Jun repeated his request.

"The ling master under the golden eagle king? This..." The wild boar king hesitated. He was also the demon king under Lu Jun. The relationship between him and the golden eagle king was not good, but it was not bad either. There was no reason to offend him for no reason.

"You can do this quietly, don't let him know." Lu Jun said again.

"...Okay!" The Boar King agreed.

...

Guangdong, a night market.

The night markets in first-tier cities are of course very lively, even more lively than during the day. White-collar workers who just got off work, coolies of various occupations, couples hanging out in the middle of the night, and of course some guys who draw dragons and draw tigers.

——In other first-tier cities, there are definitely fewer “guys who draw dragons and draw tigers”, but in Yuezhou, a place where urban villages abound, nouveau riches who made their fortunes through demolition and idlers who hide in the market , as well as the little youth blessed by the family, who do not know who they are after drinking two mouthfuls of cat urine... The number is still not a minority.

Amidst the noise and steam, a little girl who looked only 14 or 15 years old looked at the stalls left and right as she walked, and saliva was about to flow out.

Feng Jiujiu, dressed in a green dress, walked slowly through this night market with a look of naivety and ignorance.

Feng Jiujiu is a supernatural monster who has lived for nearly a thousand years. She has been able to hide her demonic aura so well that even her realm aura can be completely removed. The most experienced monster slayer can't see anything in front of her. flaw.

——Unless they have seen her, no one knows she is a monster at all!

"Just eat this!"

Stopping in front of a stall, Feng Jiujiu ordered a portion of rice rolls, and then sat on a small stool and ate it carefully.

"Little girl, do you want to play with your brother?"

At this moment, a big hand suddenly patted her shoulder, and then a strong smell of alcohol drifted over.

Feng Jiujiu looked back, it was a big man with a bit of a ferocious face, and the diners next to him all bowed their heads when they saw this situation, obviously this person is still a bit famous in the neighborhood.

Feng Jiujiu felt a little irritable.

She is Chaotianfeng, who can be called the ancestor of all birds. She is indescribably beautiful in itself. After taking the form of a human, she is even more beautiful. In order to reduce her attractiveness, she deliberately cultivated her appearance to look very young and dressed appropriately. It's simple and inconspicuous, but it still can't stop these waves of hooligans.

But this is not the first time, Feng Jiujiu handles this kind of thing with ease.

Are you going to shoot him flying on the spot, or lead him to a place where no one is there to eat?

Feng Jiujiu was thinking so, when the other hand grabbed the big man's wrist.

"Dude, don't bully the little girl, okay? You're quite a big man, why don't you know shame at all?"

Feng Jiujiu looked up and saw a handsome young man standing beside the big man. The young man was in his early twenties and dressed very simply, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Still a practitioner!

Feng Jiujiu saw the identity of the other party at a glance, and seeing that he was upright, he should be a demon slayer, right?

"No, what the **** does this have to do with you?!" The big man scolded and punched him fiercely.

The young man grabbed the big man's fist with one hand and slammed it down, and the big man cried out "Ah, ah, ah", and the cold sweat broke out frequently on his head: "It hurts, hurts, hurts..."

The big man said more than a dozen words "pain" in one breath, and it could be seen that it was really painful.

The young man kicked the big man in the stomach and scolded: "Go away! Let me see you bullying the little girl again and break your head off!"

The big man immediately covered his arms and fled, crawling and crawling, and there was a cheering sound all around. Although the people did not dare to meddle in their own business, they never hesitated to shout hello when they saw people who were brave enough to take the lead. In the future, I will be inspired to help.

There is no shortage of good and righteous people in the world.

The young man was of course Wang Qianchen.

He wanted to kill Hong Xiaohao, and of course he had to come to Yuezhou City, because it was too late when he arrived, and he was very hungry again, so he just found a night market, and just about to eat something, he saw the scene just now.

How could it be ignored?

Others don't care, not because of indifference, but because they don't have that ability.

And he has supernatural powers and is a cultivator, so of course he will not hesitate.

"Are you okay?" Wang Qianchen lowered his head and asked softly at Feng Jiujiu.