The Salted Fish Monster Works Hard

Xiang Xianyu raised his head and grinned, showing his blood-stained teeth: "Okay."

Promise so simply?

Xiang Xianyu's cheerful attitude made Sanwei uneasy, this guy is different from the humans she hunted before.

Just when the palm was a few centimeters away from the clothes, it stopped.

"chain?!"

Sanwei looked at the stone chain that wrapped around his body in shock. Could it be that there is an Onmyoji nearby! ?

"Parse, break down, regroup."

Seven hundred and fortieth chapters refining

Hearing the whisper, Sano immediately understood who did it.

"You are the Onmyoji!?"

"Haha, to be precise, an alchemist." Xiang Xianyu pressed his right hand on the ground, and blood was still dripping from his fingertips.

Only then did Sanwei realize that the ground was actually covered with strange talismans drawn with blood, forming a faint circle.

The lights at night were too dim, and all the attention was on the other person, so he didn't notice it at all.

The diameter is only three meters, but he is just standing inside.

"Damn! He cared so much about himself that he forgot to look around!" San Wei's face was distorted, red hair appeared on his body, and he turned back to a half-demon state.

So the initial slow response was hit, and it was also his plan?Is this guy really a human child? !And why is illusion so useless?Is his consciousness tougher than mine? !

Break down, regroup!

"Push!"

"Uh this is"

Sanwei looked at the sharp stone thorn piercing her abdomen, her pupils trembled involuntarily, and she truly felt the threat to her life.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

The half-demonized Sanwei body swelled again, but before she could completely change back to her body, a few stone thorns stabbed from the ground again, piercing her body.

But the three tails just let out a miserable howl, and the struggle became more intense, but the transformation did not stop, and a lot of cracks appeared on the stone chain.

When she becomes the body, she will be able to use her strongest power, but the consequence is that the scattered demon power will cause trouble.

"Not enough, come again!"

Feeling more dizzy, Xiang Xianyu hurriedly continued to create a few stone thorns, stabbing Sanwei's throat, jaw, abdomen, and eyes, where the defenses were weak.

Sanwei has already exerted her maximum strength to struggle. Although the monster itself is strong, she is a fox monster who is good at illusion, and her strength is weaker.

And the stone chain made by alchemy is not an ordinary stone, and its hardness is not much worse than that of an iron chain. There is no problem in restraining her in a short time.

Until the stone thorn inserted in both eyes destroyed the brain, San Tai's miserable howl stopped abruptly, and the purple blood flowed out along the stone thorn and slid to the ground.

Xiang Xianyu propped up against the wall and stood up staggeringly, he still had something to do.

Walking to the edge of the fox demon's body, he stretched out his hands and pressed it on it, restarting the formation.

analysis

break down

Reconstruction

The ground formed by the formation of blood shimmered red, and the corpse of the demon fox and the spilled blood gradually turned into dust.

"Fortunately, this guy set up something similar to the enchantment before he started. Even if it caused a lot of movement, it was not noticed."

Xiang Xianyu watched the demon fox's body disintegrate completely, and a short blade rose from the formation.

There is a small fox head carving at the tail of the pale short blade, which looks like a bone product, but in fact, the main material of the bone product is the bones of a demon fox.

After holding the short blade, you can feel that there is energy on it, although in his eyes it is weak and slag.

But it is still possible to be a transitional product at present, it is better than a dagger and a knife.

A sense of dizziness came from his head, telling Xiang Xianyu that he should rest and draw the formation with blood, which was not a small consumption for him at present.

"And clean up these bloodstains"

The blood left on the ground must be cleaned up, otherwise it will be fun if it attracts more aliens.

"Xiangjun?"

Hearing someone call him to Xianyu, he turned his head subconsciously and found La Feir standing a few meters away.

Even perception has dropped.It was so close that I didn't notice it.But she's here, so I can take it easy.

"Lafeier, help me clean up these bloodstains." Xiang Xianyu walked to the wall and leaned against it, resisting the urge to fall asleep.

Bloodstains?

La Feir took a few steps forward and found that the ground was full of blood, and his eyes opened in fright.

Although she has a black belly, she has never seen such a scene before. Fighting is almost invisible in the heaven, and the angels in the heaven are good-natured and usually don't like fighting, and fights are very rare.

"Are you alright!" Only then did she notice that Xiang Xianyu had been panting heavily and his clothes were tattered and stained with blood.

He quickly stepped forward to support him and checked the injury, and found that although he looked miserable, the wound was not too serious.

The small wounds have healed, and the larger ones have stopped bleeding.

Xiang Xianyu knew very well about his own situation, so he wouldn't really use the key to block his claws.

Besides, now, will he die if he is attacked to the point of death?Not sure, I won't try this anyway.

"It doesn't matter to me, you can take care of the blood first. I'm very sleepy now and need to rest." Xiang Xianyu said and sat down against the wall, forcing himself not to let himself fall asleep.

Sleep helps the body recover faster, but I can't sleep yet, at least I have to watch the scene clean up.

La Feir is not a professional, so he might miss some places when cleaning up, and he can feel relieved after checking it himself.

"Hey! Wait a minute, I'll get some water."

Facing the blood on the ground, La Feir couldn't help but take a deep breath, losing so much blood, you didn't faint!

But now is not the time to be surprised, and she can't wipe the blood out of thin air, so she immediately walked back to get water and a mop.

Two minutes later, he came back with a mop and a bucket and began to wash the blood on the ground.

Xiang Xianyu has narrowed his eyes and is almost half asleep, his body temperature has dropped somewhat, and his energy has been used for recovery.

La Feir accidentally found Xiang Xianyu squatting by the wall and didn't move, and hurriedly walked over: "Are you alright? Shall I give you some treatment?"

She grabbed the opponent's arm, but found that the arm was very cold, not like the warmth of ordinary people.

"Your hands are so cold!"

"It's normal, you clean up quickly, I'm going back to sleep." Xiang Xianyu opened his eyes slightly and pulled his hand back.

La Feir heard the words and picked up the mop again to speed up the cleaning. After washing and diluting with water, there was basically no blood on the ground.

In the end, Xiang Xianyu deliberately checked the places he had hit, and waited until the blood stained on them was washed away before going back.

As soon as he opened the door, he found that the light was on inside, and Xiang Xianyu simply closed his eyes and went to sleep, it was already safe.

"What's going on here!?"

Seeing his tragic appearance covered in blood, the three of Vinette were also frightened.

La Feir supported Xiang Xianyu and let him lie on the bed: "The wound is fine, but there is too much bleeding. Breathing evenly, there is nothing serious."

"I'll treat him, and Xiaojia will help."

As an angel, healing skills are a must.

dreamland.

In a pitch-dark space, objects like broken lenses floated, and scenes were played on them.

Xiang Xianyu quietly looked at those floating lenses, and the pictures were imprinted in his eyes. These were memories that he did not recall.

It can also be said that the memory is locked up.

"That's what it is, no wonder"

The darkness under his feet rippled and became like the surface of water, and his body slowly sank.

Chapter seven hundred and forty fourth the depths of the dream

Opening his eyes, Xiang Xianyu found himself standing in a room.

"Hometown?"

Isn't this room an old one-story house? How could this place appear?

Everything in the dream is fictitious, and Xiang Xianyu is not in a trance state, of course he can distinguish it.

He reached out and touched the table, and the familiar touch was the solid wood table that had been with him for decades.

Are you really doing it yourself?Why does this exist in the depths of the dream?

Opening the door to the corridor, the overgrown yard was exactly the same as it was back then.

Outside the yard is an endless darkness. In this dream world, the only thing that exists is this old house.

"crash"

Hearing the sound of the wooden door sliding behind him, Xiang Xianyu slowly turned around and looked at the figure standing at the door of the living room.

"You are finally back."

Xiang Xianyu: "Although I don't remember it, should I leave something important here?"

"That's for sure, otherwise, there would be no time to do anything and make this play."

"Then what am I left with?"

"Aren't you curious about me?"

"Curious, I'll wait for you to say."