Urban Demon Slayer

in an old-fashioned neighborhood.

When the little boy rushed to the top of Wang Qianchen's head, the latter was startled at first, and then he quickly dialed it with his hand, but he dialed it lonely, because the other party was just a phantom, and there was no entity at all!

By the time Wang Qianchen reacted, it was a bit late. "Nightmare boy" was sucking his soul crazily. If he hadn't had a sandy realm, his soul would have been a little stronger, and he would have fallen to the ground by now.

Even so, Wang Qianchen felt dizzy, and his body was crooked and shaky.

"What's the matter?" Brick flew out and immediately went to shoot the little boy, but also shot a lonely one.

"I... I don't know..." Wang Qianchen was still trying to scratch his head, but no matter what he did, it was useless.

"It's Nightmare Boy! He's a phantom without a corpse. Conventional methods are ineffective for him, and he must use the Demon Slayer Sword!" The well-informed Brick immediately roared.

"Then what... what should I do..." Wang Qianchen only felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his soul seemed to be hollowed out.

"Use the skills of [Slayer]! [Slayer] in the seventy-two transformations!" Brick shouted again.

Wang Qianchen immediately thought of [Zhan Yao] in the seventy-two transformations. Some ghosts have no real body, and [Zhan Yao] can only hurt each other.

Wang Qianchen quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and used the skill of [Monster Slayer]. The golden light flashed in his palm. At the same time, he grabbed the brick and slapped the little boy above his head fiercely.

"boom!"

This really worked, the little boy was photographed directly, and the lost soul quickly returned to Wang Qianchen's body.

The little boy fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face. Wang Qianchen continued to shoot him with the brick in his hand. In addition to being able to **** the soul, the little boy has almost no fighting power. He was beaten by Wang Qianchen and rolled on the ground, making mournful wailing and screaming.

As the golden light on the bricks continued to flicker, the little boy made a "zilla la" sound, and the phantom was gradually dissipating.

"Xiaozheng!" Xing Chuan roared and rushed over quickly, lying on the little boy's body.

The little boy shivered and hid in Xing Chuan's arms, his empty eyes filled with fear.

"Old Xing, how can you raise such a terrifying thing?" Wang Qianchen held a brick and stared at Xing Chuan coldly.

"This isn't something scary, this is my son!" Xing Chuan roared, his eyes turning red.

Wang Qianchen was taken aback.

Just now, he has heard Banzhuan say the origin of [Nightmare Child], this is actually Xing Chuan's son?

How could Xing Chuan make his son look like this?

"Tap-tap-"

At this moment, footsteps sounded again, and it was Li Qianqiu who was holding the demon sword!

"Are you okay?" Li Qianqiu came to Wang Qianchen's side for the first time.

"Brother Li, I'm fine...why are you here?" Wang Qianchen was a little surprised.

"I'm looking for this guy!" Li Qianqiu pointed at Xing Chuan with his chin, then slowly pulled out the Demon Slayer Sword and aimed it at the little boy on the ground.

Seeing the Demon Slayer Sword, the little boy shivered even more.

"Don't hurt my son! No one is allowed to hurt my son!" Xing Chuan roared hysterically, and threw himself on the little boy.

Hearing this, Li Qianqiu was also slightly taken aback, [Nightmare] is actually not uncommon, there are always people with bad intentions refining this kind of monster, but there are not many who have refined their sons like this!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little boy got into the green jar with a bang again.

And Xing Chuan picked up the green jar and was about to leave.

How could Li Qianqiu let him go, and immediately slashed a knife on the back of Xing Chuan's head.

With a "bang", Xing Chuan fell to the ground, but still held the green jar tightly.

Monsters, Li Qianqiu can kill casually, but ordinary people like Xing Chuan still have to be handed over to the police in Luzhou City.

...

That night, the police facilitated the arrest of Xing Chuan, and at the same time summoned Xing Chuan's wife, Xiaozhen, and finally figured out the whole story.

A year ago, Xing Chuan's six-year-old son Xiaozheng died in a car accident, but Xing Chuan could not accept the result and refused to bury his son. When he found a warlock, the other party said that he could maintain Xiaozheng's life in this way. Most people would definitely sneer at this kind of thing, but Xing Chuan was convinced and paid a lot of money for it.

If the money is only paid once, it’s fine. If the key is to continue to maintain this state, it is necessary to continue to pay the warlock. It is not enough for Xing Chuan to sell all his family property. Promotion to the manager is his only hope. It also failed, so it became what it is now.

In the interrogation room, Xiao Zhen covered her face and cried, and the wailing continued for a long time.

A good home is completely broken.

Waiting for Xing Chuan is naturally legal sanctions, and Xiaozheng, who has turned into a 'nightmare boy', will be beheaded and then overthrown.

This was done by Li Qianqiu, and Wang Qianchen did not witness it with his own eyes.