Diji, she holds the crematorium script firmly

Chapter 2
The demon slayer has always had different levels of reward orders, which are usually issued by the loose immortals entrusted by the demon slayer, and posted on a huge spiritual mirror outside the demon slayer's office.Thousands of people in the Monster Slayer Division will take on some missions in their spare time, and some Sanxian will take it on their own.

At first, it was just some normal things, such as whose spirit beast was lost, whose territory was taken, which prisoner was on the run, but later it turned into someone who lost the quarrel and recruited people to help the quarrel, whose fairy grass boss It's such a small matter of not being tall. After discussion, the directors of several divisions felt that it would hinder the image of their Sanchen Division, so they began to vigorously rectify it. The style of painting is now much better, but the reward orders have become very few.

It's just that there is a reward order, which is always hung on the highest place, and anyone can see it immediately when they step into the Demon Slayer.

The handwriting on it is different from all the reward orders, it is written in blood, and after three years, there is still a strong spiritual power of the gods contained in it.

It was a demon hunting order or in other words, a corpse hunting order.

The person looking for it is the ancient monster Taotie who has never been seen before.

Although Taotie is greedy for delicious food, and can sometimes swallow a city to satisfy hunger and a river to quench thirst, but it is not easy to be born, and it does not like the flesh and blood of mortals.At this time, it is also related to Ming Yao, the sword envoy of the Demon Slayer Division who has been missing for three years.

Speaking of Ming Yao, there are probably not many people in the Heavenly Court who don't know her. It's not because she ascended from the lower realm, and it took less than 100 years for her to complete the triple jump. The sword master of Si Si.

What made her famous in the heavens was not only her strong professional ability, but also because of some romantic scandals.

Ming Yao is a shark fairy.

The Yu clan, the lord of the Western Wilderness, is also an ancient fairy clan. It was only after they offended the Xiantian Lord ten thousand years ago that they were relegated to the Western Wilderness where spiritual power is scarce. In the Western Wild Sea.

What they are most famous for is their incomparable beauty besides a merman's tear worth ten thousand gold, and the song of merman who weeps when they hear it.

What is related to Ming Yao are all these gossips, or the extremely handsome Heyue Xingjun who worked with her, or the Gongye God who gave her the Frost Moon Sword...

Ever since she ascended to the throne, she stood by the Immortal Washing Pond, bowed to all the immortals, and never stopped her sex scandals.

However, these are all speculations, and what the gods like to talk about is the death of a stunning beauty in the lower realm.

I heard that it was swallowed wholeheartedly by the ancient monster Taotie during the exorcism. Due to the weirdness of the incident, no one could trace the slightest clue. nothing.

The reward order was also written by Emperor Huanyuan himself, but anyone who can provide the location of Taotie can get a promise from him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the promise of the emperor of the Yu clan can move mountains and seas. After all, they are the emperors of the ancient survivors. Their clan was born with divine bones.Even at a time when the gods are withering like this, there has only been one God in the past ten thousand years, and that is the current Emperor of the Yu Clan.

Even the little Di Ji of their clan ascended to the rank of immortal when she was [-] years old, not to mention the tens of thousands of fairy spirits of the Yu clan.

It is impossible not to be tempted by He Clan's strength.It's just been a few years, this reward order is still at the top, no one can shake it, it's bloody and shocking.

It's not that no one has thought about it, it's just that not only is Taotie's strength unfathomable, but also this ancestor always sees the beginning and the end, and everyone who goes there returns empty-handed.

Only recently, there has been some turning point.

Someone caught a glimpse of Taotie's shadow in Sigu City, although it was only a short claw, it was enough to startle many people.

But there is also hesitation, after all, Sigu City is not an easy place.

There are the best wine in the world, the most beautiful people, there are also casinos where you can spend a lot of money, and music workshops where you can get drunk and dream of dying. of mortals.

Fish and dragons are mixed in Sigu City, and fairy monsters are no different from mortals. The enchantment from ancient power will always guard Sigu City.

No matter who it is, as long as they step into the domain of Sigu City, they are mortals.

After Huan Ning stepped into this world, he felt that the spiritual power in his body could no longer be gathered, scattered like fireflies, unable to gather.

It was also such a night, demons and people were reveling in restaurants and gambling houses, and on the empty streets, there was only the sound of wind blowing leaves.

The place where Taotie was spotted was a restaurant.

The largest restaurant in Sigu City, on the [-]th floor.

The restaurant does not have [-] floors as its name suggests, it only has [-] floors, mortals can reach up to [-] floors, and above that is the world of fairies.

But the eighth floor is also enough, the world's delicacies, the characteristics of the four seas, whether it is the seafood of the East China Sea, or the game of Qingqiu, there is nothing that cannot be cooked on the [-]th floor.

Her last impression of this restaurant was probably the plate of raw pickled female centipede.

Mixed with sweet raw marinade, creepy, colorful, dense...

Thinking of this, Huan Ning felt a little nauseous again.

Half gross, half hungry.

Who would have thought that in the world's most prestigious eighteenth floor, the most famous thing would be this thing.

The spiritual power is flowing from the soul-binding silk to an unknown place.It itself is like the blood drawn by the immortals themselves. Once it touches the skin of a cultivator or an immortal, it can't wait to get in, absorb pure spiritual energy as nutrients, and grow itself.

The entire cave was already covered with snow-white and scarlet silk threads, and Huan Ning, who was entangled inside, had a pale face and dull eyes, like an exquisite puppet woven by these soul silks.

"call……"

She gently blew away the soul silk covering her eyes.

This place is very secluded, or in other words, someone has made this place very secluded.

These things can't kill a real Shangxian, she will slowly weaken, and when her spiritual power is drained, she can be let go.But at that time, even if they can go out, ordinary immortals will probably bleed and die of weakness.

Huan Ning felt that his body was about to be emptied, and he was a little inexplicably relieved when he thought about it, at least he would be able to let go of her in a while, right?

The soul silk was blown back again, little by little, and slowly landed on her eyes, tentatively growing towards the softest place.

It actually wanted to get into Huan Ning's eyeballs!
Huan Ning quickly blew hard.

Back and forth, over and over again, Huan Ning was a little hypoxic, and her head was buzzing, so she simply closed her eyes.

"Someone."

The clear voice spoke in a calm tone, which was unspeakably moving.

In the night, a thin shadow blocked some openings.

Huan Ning opened his eyes.

The young man was looking down at her, and there was a bright pearl emitting faint light in the palm of his hand, his back was facing the light, so he couldn't see his face clearly.I saw the bright moon hanging high, and the nai tree was in the season of falling flowers, and pieces flew down one after another. It looked like snow was falling on the moon.

Huan Ning blinked, but was afraid that the soul silk would fall down again, so he had to blow hard.

Huan Ning only felt a movement of air around him, and when he opened his eyes again, the youth had already grasped the soul thread in his hands.

He jumped down directly, and he was not affected by anything. When he fell, he heard a slight cracking sound under his feet, as if he stepped on a dead branch.

Where the pearl shines softly, the soul silk is as crisp as a cobweb. Countless soul threads have been brushed away with a wave of the hand. The broken soul thread is like a wounded beast, quickly retracted into the mountain wall. There is no trace of those evil things.

As soon as the restraints on hands and feet were broken, Huan Ning's whole body loosened, and she fell powerlessly from midair. She took a light breath, and the stagnant spiritual power in her dantian was still as motionless as a mountain, with only strands of breath coming out along the meridians.

As expected of Sigu City, even though it is already on the edge of the city, it is still restricted to death.

That's enough.

Only this little spiritual power is enough for Huan Ning to use the wind around him to support his body, his feet touch the ground, and fall steadily.

The boy's hand stopped there, and slowly retracted it.

"You're the only one I've ever seen alive," he said.

"Ok?"

Huan Ning wore a mask on his face, which was a best-selling product developed by the Lord of Sigu City himself. No matter whether it is a fairy or a monster, it can cover up the real face without spiritual power, and ordinary people can't detect any abnormalities.

It's just that she was a little cash-strapped, so she could only buy the cheapest one, which greatly reduced its effectiveness.Although he was puzzled at the moment, in the boy's eyes, he was cold, as if he didn't care.

"Let's go out first."

The young man didn't say any more, he put the pearl back in his arms, grabbed onto a rock with both hands, jumped up and down the rock wall a few times.

Such a good skill is also one of the best masters among mortals.

While calculating the opponent's strength, Huan Ning held onto the vine thrown down by the young man—although she already has some spiritual power, it's better not to use it lightly.

"His."

There were some thorns on the vine, Huan Ning let go of it as soon as he grabbed it, and looked at the boy with a frown.

"pain."

On the back of her neck, on her wrists, and on her arms, there are wounds left by the soul-binding silk, which are still slowly oozing blood, soaking the hem of her skirt and sleeves, all of which are bright red, intense Like a dumped dye pool.

Smelling the smell, the rock wall seemed to be about to move again, and some evil spirit oozes out slightly.

Huan Ning opened his hand as if he didn't see anything, and tried to show the boy, "It's all thorns."

The young man didn't speak. In fact, from his angle, he really couldn't see what was on her palm. He didn't even see her face clearly. He only felt that her expression was extremely cold.

But when she said it hurts, her voice seemed aggrieved and helpless, with a soft ending, as if she herself was such a coquettish person.

After a while of silence, the boy jumped down again, said offended, and put his arms around her waist.

This time I couldn't easily go out with the lightness of a mortal, it's not that she is heavy, it's just one hand, it's really hard to support a distance of several feet high.

While embracing her slender waist, he held onto the vine, using his hands and feet together, he climbed up little by little, rubbing his elbows against the rough rocks, although it was difficult, he quickly reached the entrance of the cave.

The young man is tall, and Huan Ning barely reaches his chin in his arms.

She could only see his slender and distinct jaw line, his soft and beautiful lips——

Huan Ning leaned over, and from an intimate angle, said softly: "It's pretty good looking, but it's a pity that the heart is too good."

She stretched out a hand and pushed hard——

The young man caught off guard and fell on his back from the air. His long, crow-colored hair was blown away by the wind, and his face was covered by the tangled hair. His dark eyes reflected the fragile and delicate girl who was hanging in the air just now.

The moonlight sprinkled on the flying skirt, and she held the Qingming Pearl that she took out from his arms at some point in her hand, holy like a goddess.

The fingers of the goddess still maintain the same appearance as before, like an orchid with pistils, blooming a different kind of beauty under the moonlight.

Those soul threads that had already retracted seemed to sense the helpless situation of the young man, and stretched out their sharp claws like a wild beast, and quickly wound up from the mountain wall, like a believer holding up a sacrifice, holding the body high body about to fall.

Dive into his veins and draw his strength!

I don't know if the young man hurt them just now, but the behavior towards the young man at this moment is more cruel than the way he treated Huan Ning just now, a cluster of soul threads pierced directly to the chest.

The teenager snorted.

A large spray of blood gushed out from the snow-white clothes in an instant.

　The gentle white moonlight redeems the villain, please join us
　　
　
(End of this chapter)