I can't be a demon

Due to the lack of resentment, there are already some signs of spiritual decline. It all depends on the strong Yin energy in the alleys, otherwise it will inevitably fall back to its original shape.

[Nine-ear worship reaches 10.02%, martial arts points +2]

Shen Lian was not surprised when he saw that the points awarded by Jiu Er Chao Feng had increased. After all, the required experience had increased tenfold.

I just lament that my luck is really good.

It took two or three years to get promoted to Chaofeng, but now, Jiuer Chaofeng is already showing signs of continuing to be promoted.

"Since there are no shortcomings, continue to be promoted to the Wave Chaser."

[Whether to consume 10 points to advance to martial arts: Wave Chaser (Perfect)]

Shen Lian now has a surplus of 14 points. It is not a waste to use them to promote the wave-chasing pile. The perfect pile method will help build the four realms.

Sure.

Shen Lian was mentally prepared, but he was still caught off guard.

If Dacheng's promotion is nothing more than a small fight, and a successful promotion has the flavor of stormy waves, Zhulangjin is directly rioting.

Shen Lian's bones made strange noises, and his breathing sounded like drum beating.

Bang.

The bench shattered under the load, and sawdust scattered.

Shen Lian didn't notice for a moment and his legs sank into the soil. Fortunately, he controlled his strength in time and the table full of black rice cakes was prevented from falling into the same trap.

"Old madam, don't worry about it. It's inevitable that our strength will be leaked. Don't worry, I will compensate for the damaged tables and chairs according to the price."

Regardless of whether the woman responded or not, Shen Lian felt a thunderous sound coming from his stomach.

The Zhulangjin turned into a whirlpool in Dantian.

He quickly swallowed the black rice cake to provide him with the nutrients to transform.

The improvement in strength is not obvious, but the quality has been significantly improved. There is no longer any impurity, and the texture is showing a trickle.

I'm afraid the power of the superior pile method is no more than this.

Zhulang Jin continued to polish his skin, and Shen Lian estimated that with the current body-building effect of Jin, he would be able to start refining meat in about ten days.

"I'm just saying, as long as there is a golden finger, there is no need to practice martial arts hard."

Shen Lian swept his elbow, and the scar left by the original owner was slowly fading away. With Zhulangjin protecting him, the wound would not bleed heavily in the future.

He slashed his chest with the bone blade, and a white mark appeared on the surface of his skin, proving that his skin was strong enough to withstand attacks from ordinary sharp weapons.

It's a pity that the strength is still not obvious. After all, refining meat is the time when strength increases.

Shen Lian was complacent.

The progress of the warrior profession reached 78% without realizing it, and the points returned to 10.

"kindness?"

At this time, there was noise from the street not far away.

You could hear dozens of people fighting. Not only were weapons interlaced, but thick smoke was also burning, and the smell of blood was in the wind.

"The Case of the Body Stripping."

Shen Lian realized that the Yamen was encircling and suppressing the three elements.

"The strength of Zhu Sanxing is really terrifying. The government has a numerical advantage and with the help of Jinwu Guards, they were not defeated immediately."

"Hurry up and eat. If you are not careful, it will easily endanger the fish in the pond."

Shen Lian swallowed faster, and the drawers of steamers became empty.

As a skinny woman, she also understood that the three elements were nearby, and soon she intuitively felt them in another way.

"Well."

The woman looked pained.

An unfamiliar resentment invaded his body, and then the skin on his forehead squirmed, and a strange and inexplicable ghost face appeared.

The ghost's face is ugly, and it is clearly the three lines on Haidu's document.

"No, no, no, don't kill me, ghost master, don't kill me."

After the Painted Ghost gives birth to the Skinny Ghost, it can influence their life and death in disguise and directly plunder the Skinny Ghost's resentment to replenish itself.

The woman also noticed that Painted Skin Ghost was very weak.

Naturally, the Painted Skin Ghost looked down on the Skinny Ghost who had exhausted all his grievances. Looking around, he landed on the top of the eaves and looked around.

There was black smoke pouring out of the myna's beak. Because the breath was not covered, Painted Skin Ghost could tell at a glance that the myna was definitely a monster.

It can divert trouble to the east.

There was a lot of resentment in the air that turned into a blurry face, with deformed facial features, especially the weird flat nose, which clearly looked like a dolphin pig.

The Painted Skin Ghost came to the alley, and suddenly the wind howled.

Not only was the myna unafraid, but he tilted his head with interest.

"Ah~"

The woman instinctively looked up and saw the myna opening its beak eagerly, with a scarlet light flashing, full of ferocity.

"it……"

boom!

Boundless black smoke vents.

Compared with the bloody mouth, the appearance of the nine-eared demon is completely dwarfed.

The black smoke was filled with countless twisted figures, with skinny arms waving around the edges, and then, a gigantic nine-eared demon walked out.

roar! ! !

The Nine-Eared Demon is composed of darkness, but the intimidation it brings is like substance.

The Painted Skin Ghost's resentment stagnated.

He realized that the Nine-Eared Demon has been practicing for thousands of years. In his current state, he would definitely die when facing the Nine-Eared Demon.

The Painted Skin Ghost retracted his resentment and changed direction, choosing to stay away from the alley.

The nine-eared demon swung its tail impatiently and disappeared into the darkness.

"Hiccup~~"

Shen Lian's belch suddenly sounded.

"Old Madam, listen to my advice and go home as soon as possible. The Yamen is encircling and suppressing the bad guys. Although there is a distance, it is better to be careful."

Shen Lian didn't want to join in the fuss at the Yamen, so he got up and returned to the pawn shop.

The woman showed resentment on her face, and the loss of moral character could be replenished through cannibalism. Since the Nine-Eared Demon has no intention of leaving her remaining resentment...

Woo.

A low roar sounded, the blood-red eyes moved closer to the corner, the iconic nine-eared fan was blowing, and a fierce aura rushed towards his face.

The nine-eared demon saw the painted skin ghost running away, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

The skin ghost had no time to react and was torn into pieces by the claws. The other human skin puppets were torn into pieces one after another, and the debris piled up in the corner.

"Ah~"

The starling smacked his lips, and the nine-eared demon disappeared again.

The alley returned to dead silence.

Chapter 16 Martial arts, the more the better!

The fight in the alley was just an episode. The government was still besieging the painted skin ghost, and the violent noises echoed in the empty streets.

Anyone in Xicheng District could hear it faintly.

Tonight is destined to be sleepless.

Fortunately, the Jinwu Guards deliberately avoided residential areas, so there was no great loss.

After several hours, the movement of encircling the ghosts came to an abrupt end, and the resentment that enveloped Hefeng Street tended to dissipate.

The painted skin ghost was killed by the government near the morning market.

The devastated streets showed the tragic situation. The ground and walls were covered with large and small holes, and the grass and trees had withered.

The mutilated bodies of the twelve yamen runners were covered with white cloth and placed at the entrance of the morning market.

The other yamen runners had no time to collect the bodies, and they carefully handled the remains of the Painted Skin Ghost.

Pieces of human skin fell everywhere.

The Painted Skin Ghost had been shattered, but the remains still had vitality, and the human skin fragments were slightly wriggling, trying to reassemble.

The yamen runners held a compass, determined the location of the human skin, and wrapped it with yellow paper.

The demon was like a centipede, dead but not stiff.