Guardian Chapter 8: Jing Hun Si mixed into only one horned fairy

Chen Feng, with lingering fears, hurried back to the lobby of the Tianji team, and Hai was shocked after eating three pots of slicing noodles.

It's okay at night, Chen Feng feels unstoppable, like a little boy who has got a new Ultraman toy, always thinking about playing two all the time.

This eye-shielding technique opens as soon as it is all right.

Oh, the haze in Uncle 5's lame body is blamed, and he is not far from death, so he has to think about it.

Oh, the head of No.7 is ashing, and the whole head of the soaring cannon brooms upside down.

Well, this new number nine is so naughty, I'm sneaking up on my own.

"..."

You are not right.

Chen Feng's eyebrows were stunned, and he drew his eyes to Diana No. 9 with a magical skill.

The old man in his eyes who looked shy and honest in the daytime was a different look at this time.

A unicorn with black armour, six legs and chelated horns on the forehead.

My 屮芔芔茻... demon, when did you confess to the Soul Town Division?

Chen Fenghuo sees through the body of No. 9 with golden eyes, and has many doubts in his mind.

It is said that the selection of soul masters seems to be very random, and it is enough to satisfy two, one is to make the life hard, and the other is to leave the soul blood on the monument to calm the soul.

The first one is nothing to say, but the second one definitely puts an end to any ghosts and ghosts. A photo of the monument to the soul will make you clear about everything.

It's very unusual for this unicorn fairy demon to be able to enter the Soul Suppression Division and become a Soul Squad Master.

Is this intentional or unintentional?

Do you know that the big guys of the Town Soul Division know?

The unicorn fairy demon come in and do it?

"Brother Dei, our two are affectionate and affectionate." Chen Feng touched the bed in front of the No. 9 bed, bending his elbows and embracing his shoulders and brows.

No.9 became stiff, his face turned pale, and he didn't speak very sharply, "Brother...Eleventh brother, people...People are still daisies."

"???" Chen Feng's heart was in confusion.

What the hell?

You guys like chrysanthemum tea?

"Bah, baah, you are beautiful." Chen Feng slapped the back of No. 9's head and slapped No. 9's head like a golden bell.

"I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense." Chen Feng put his arms around No. 9's neck, lowered his voice and said:

"Who sent you here? How did you get in? Why are you..."

Chen Feng led a gun, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay? He asked more than a dozen questions in one go, and he confided in the question of number nine.

"What are you doing, holding back, I don't understand what you're talking about." No.9's Dutch accent came out in a hurry, grabbing Chen Feng's hand and making a move.

How could Chen Feng let him go like this, his hands kept increasing, and his back was hunched under the pressure of number nine.

No. 9 feels the strength of the hands on his shoulders, and said in his heart, oh hey, **** human beings, don't be strong, I have nothing else to do with one-horned immortal. With a brute force looking at humans, even the sixth-rank masters would never want to please.

On the 9th, he immediately competed with Chen Feng, thinking about it, keeping it away, and destroying this human being. My identity was exposed.

I never thought that the harder this was, the more wrong it became. The strength of the milk was used, and the arm on the shoulder didn't move.

Crack, the corner of No. 9's mouth twitched, and a muffled noise came from the body, and the spine collapsed.

Give you a face? No. 9's face was stunned, life and death was critical, no matter what identity was or not, he whimpered immediately, revealing the unicorn's body.

"Wow, everyone, come and play with bugs, what a big beetle." Chen Feng had already guarded this hand. The unicorn's body had just appeared small, and his black carapace hadn't broken his clothes. Unruly, slamming, slamming, smashing iron like sparks.

The partner grinned as he smashed his hands and screamed. The thing that seemed to be smashed in his hand was really the scarlet soldering iron.

There is a lot of movement here, but there is a flashing warning on the soul-suppressing monument over there.

When a group of well-armed Qiu Chen rushed to the Chase Shop of the Tianji Group, they were all stunned.

The number nine is gone, and there is a puddle of mud with shells on the bed.

No. 11 held his hands, with an innocent face, "No. 9 is so weird, I want to save it, I never thought about it, hey, let’s not say it, looking at this pile of choppy, I feel nauseous."

Is it weird? It's hard to judge.

Anyway, Chen Feng's big fist smashed the unicorn fairy demon, and after a few breaths, he slept like a pig and said that no one had seen the soul master.

I didn't see it so close, and the Qiu officials who came from afar were even more invisible.

I don't know how to die, it can only be weird.

Anyway, this kind of weird thing is not weird in the Department of Soul Control itself.

However, when the Soul Town Division got into a demon, it still attracted the attention of the above.

People from the Hall of Slashing Demons have come to ask the spirit.

This questioning spirit is used by the soul-suppressing envoy of the Department of Soul-suppressing to find out what happened.

It is said that the soul master died in the soul control division, and the soul does not know where it went.

But the one-horned fairy is a demon, not in this case, and he was immediately arrested by the soul-suppressing agent.

The unicorn fairy demon soul was imprisoned by a secret method, and floated in the air in a muddle-headed manner. The demon-slashing small banner pinched the tactics, muttering a word, and before starting to ask questions, it suddenly changed.

The unicorn fairy soul rushed out a loud beep that resounded through the sky without any warning, and in a blink of an eye, a fiery red flame splashed down the sky.

This one directly gave the unlucky unicorn fairy spirit a refresher.

"A wisp of the Demon King divides the soul, disperses, and quickly disperses."

Before he finished speaking, the beard and eyebrows were bleached clean, and he became a black faceless man.

The Beidou University of Science and Technology is in turmoil, and the flaming flames are raging around, causing the Department of Rehabilitation to be in chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, a group of fuzzy shadows slammed into the direction of the soul well.

Light and shadow played several magic tricks, rushing towards the soul well with the red glow of the whole body.

As soon as the light and shadow were about to rush in, the soul well licked out a white tongue without warning.

Yes, it's the action of licking.

With a slamming sound, the light and shadow disappeared without even a bubble.

The big white moss tongue seemed to be unfinished, and the tongue curled up, like drinking the wind, the flames that raged in the Soul Surgery Division were drawn into the white whirlpool by it.

A crisis became invisible, and the white vortex returned to calm, like still and moving.

An unnamed place.

Two horizontal lines as big as a huge river slowly opened and closed.

"Exclusive reincarnation, I think you still have a few years to jump around."

The faint voice was full of oldness, showing a decadent lowness, with a radius of thousands of miles, billions of monsters bowed their heads, trembling farts all suffocated.

……

These have nothing to do with Chen Feng.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the little banner of Slashing the Demon, looking at the diorama as the black and black on his face peeled off one layer after another.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at me, can I get pregnant?"

"Let's take another look?"

"Try it... forget it, you won."

Chen Feng spreads his hands, backing back on the back of his head with both palms.

"Living dead, are you kidding me?" Xiaoqi reached out and pointed at Chen Feng. Seeing that, he wanted to go crazy.

"The mission is complete, you can go back. This is the Department of Soul Rehabilitation." Cao Qiuchen did not know when he stood opposite Xiaoqi, with a poker face with an expression of touching Lao Tzu.

The little flag who was going to be mad, his eyes rolled, he hehe smiled, his fingers touched Chen Feng a few times, his face was hazy, and he turned away.

"Lin Xiaoqi is very small-minded, what do you make him do?" Cao Qiuchen glanced at Chen Feng with a smile, and waved his hand impatiently before he could speak, "Get away, anyway. People who are not far from death, don't make trouble for me."

Looking at Cao Qiuchen walking away with a stern face, Chen Feng couldn't help but smile, this poker face was still a cold-hearted lord, so he would relieve him when he cleared the siege, explaining what he did so much.

Slashing the Demon Palace, a small banner surnamed Lin?

Chen Feng has a weird heart. Could it be Lin Xiaomu, who is cruel-hearted and black-hearted, who has closed the umbrella and collected the protective umbrella of the bird-monster Lin Xiaomu?