Resurrection: Awakening the Great Demon King System at the beginning

"Adou, this is already the first wave."

"Boss, it's the 4th wave."

"How many kidneys do we have?"

"Twelve."

"Adou, then go back to your backpack and rest, and I'll call you when you need it."

"That's right, boss!"

"All the Negroes are taken in too."

"Don't they protect you?"

"You are always here, how dare the mouse show its tail?"

"Understood!"

Adou directly took the 32 black boys back into the backpack.

This ability is easy to use, but it is a bit too inconvenient to disassemble and assemble every time.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the empty surroundings, hunched over and walked slowly towards a forest.

With one hand in his pocket, he tightly held a one-time exorcism order. (Bronze-level one-time exorcism order given by He Lao)

After all, if the opponent succeeds in being promoted to the Bronze Demon Slayer, he still has to be rewarded with one.

"Pfft~"

When he came to the bottom of the woods, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble.

Leaning directly against a tree, the calf twitches from time to time.

He stretched out his hands to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Those who step on the horse, use too much force!"

One hand tightly clenched the evil baseball bat, making the whole person tense.

Eyelids lifted slightly.

The whole person became without the slightest spirit.

As the time passed minute by minute, Jiang Xiaobai's face was still pale.

Occasionally spit out a mouthful of blood.

Swish!

Suddenly, a man started social shaking in front of him, and he kept singing.

"a long long time ago,

There is a group of legendary social youths,
On nights of full moon,

They will all be held,

An ancient and mysterious ritual,

Ultraman Ultraman,

Fight monsters, fight monsters,

buy a watch buy a watch

Small waist, small waist,

......"

That wriggling figure, combined with the thick voice, can intimidate as many people as you want.

Jiang Xiaobai slowly raised his eyelids.

The little hand trembled unconsciously.

Fog grass!

This picture seems a bit familiar.

It is three points similar to the old woman ghost of Nangong Spiritual School.

Why do these illusionists have to twist up, don't they know that they look ugly?

For a while, Jiang Xiaobai felt a little embarrassed.

There is no reference object here, how can I cooperate with him?
At least there was Deng Cong last time, so we can learn from it. This time... it's too difficult for Jiang Xiaobai.

Squinted.

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, turning around or making flowers from time to time.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's actions, Zhao Shun was stunned, almost unable to perform the illusion.

Nima!

What I used should be to arouse the saddest thing in the other party's heart, why is this guy sticking out his tongue.

Could it be that this guy has some special hobby?

As for whether it was his own failure, Zhao Shun never thought about it.

After all, I am a phantom body, and I haven't had any problems at the same level so far.

The twisting of the crotch became faster and faster, and the shaking of the flower hand became more and more exaggerated.

Step by step towards the goal.

I have observed him for a long time, and the amount of blood he vomited is definitely not from a show.

Oh, I thought the other party was so powerful!

That's it!

I can handle it easily by myself, okay?
When he was one meter away from Jiang Xiaobai, Zhao Shun paused.

I tried again and the target was indeed unable to move normally.

Whoosh!
Zhao Shun directly took out a dagger from his pocket, and stepped forward again.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai's intoxicated expression, Zhao Shun showed a smug smile.

"Student, don't blame me! If you want to blame, blame you for following the wrong person!"

"I hope you will have a good pregnancy in your next life!"

Zhao Shun raised the dagger and swiped it directly at Jiang Xiaobai's throat.

Suddenly, Zhao Shun's pupils dilated, his lips trembled inadvertently, and his tone was full of shock.

"You, are you okay?"

Jiang Xiaobai held Zhao Shun's right hand with his left hand.

"Which of your eyes can see that something is wrong with me?"

One hard!

click!
Zhao Shun's right hand was directly broken off by Jiang Xiaobai.

"Ah~"

Zhao Shun wailed directly, stretched out his remaining left hand and waved it constantly in front of Jiang Xiaobai's eyes.

He muttered quickly in his mouth: "I am your father, I am your father, from now on you have to be obedient..."

"Snapped!"

Jiang Xiaobai slapped him directly.

Nima!

I haven't found my own father yet, and in the end, a man who is about the same age as me insists on recognizing his son.

Isn't this an insult to yourself?

"Clap clap..."

The outraged Jiang Xiaobai slapped Zhao Shun twice in the face again.

He also saw that the guy in front of him knew nothing but illusion.

With such a small body and such physical fitness, he couldn't beat himself with nine fingers.

Zhao Shun was stunned by Jiang Xiaobai's slaps, his head was buzzing.

"It's impossible, it's impossible."

Unwilling to give up, he continued to say to Jiang Xiaobai: "I am your grandpa, I am your grandpa..."

Fog grass!

This insult is really too much.

Dad can't do it and still wants to be his grandfather?

"Clap clap clap..."

Jiang Xiaobai directly slapped him three times to serve him again. Jiang Xiaobai would not be polite at all to those who took advantage of him.

"Say, who is whose grandfather?"

"I am your grandfather!"

"Clap clap clap!"

……

"Clap clap clap!"

"Tell me, who is whose grandfather~"

"You, you are my grandfather!"

(#￣﹏(#￣) Only then did Zhao Shun realize the reality: "I, I was wrong."

It turned out that my illusion really had no effect on the man in front of me.

The corners of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked in a flat tone.

"Where's your mate?"

Zhao Shun's whole body trembled. Having killed someone before, he knew that the other party had the intention to kill, so he quickly answered.

"Don't, don't kill me, I said, he, they are looking for you separately, there are five more."

five?

"How did you recognize them?"

Zhao Shun's lower lip moved: "They are the ones with my arm symbol tied."

"Heh~" Jiang Xiaobai spit directly: "Your loyalty is really "high"."

"One last question for you, why did you kill me?"

"Because I was assigned a task."

"Who arranged for you."

"I, I don't know."

Jiang Xiaobai instantly reached out and grabbed Zhao Shun's neck.

Zhao Shun shouted in horror: "You, you can't kill me, or they will find you."

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Zhao Shun lost his breath.

Jiang Xiaobai threw Zhao Shun's body under a tree beside him, and looked into the distance quietly, as if thinking of something, his pupils instantly turned dark.

Is this what killing feels like?
He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

Hehe...why dare not?
Since you want to kill me, why should I hold back?
Don't worry, your five accomplices will accompany you soon, so that you will not be alone on the road to hell.

After squinting his eyes, Jiang Xiaobai's pupils returned to normal.

Everything is like nothing happened.