In the beginning of the thunderous fruit, the school belle is actually a vampire

Huang Shanhe's eyes froze.

I didn't expect to come to Fang's house for accountability, but found that there was an undercurrent surging here, and such a dense hell energy was accumulated.

In earlier years, he had fought demons.

It was an A-level demon, and the dark energy it released during the battle left a deep impression on Huang Shanhe.

I heard later that this is the energy of hell.

The closer you are to the dark demon, the more you can control this energy.

Rebirth, destruction, omnipotent!

Unexpectedly, I saw Fang Zhihui again today.

"It turns out that you have become a fallen person and surrendered to hell?"

Huang Shanhe said in a deep voice.

A light blue halo burst out from his whole body, and a blue cloak was faintly fluttering behind his back.

In the illusion, it seems that a phantom can be seen.

As the commotion grew louder, the pitch-black monsters all looked over with faces without facial features.

Huang Shanhe calmly opened his arms.

The thick water vapor around him burst out, forming bullet shapes, aiming at the countless black monsters in front of him.

Fang Zhihui gave an order: "Kill!"

"Hoohooho!!"

"Fizz!"

The monsters attacked Huangshan River, carrying an inhuman aura, their heads split open like flower bones, and the four petals were separated.

Dozens of flesh-colored tentacles spewed out from inside, entangled with each other and twisted outward.

Disgusting and eerie.

"It really is a hell monster, but you have found the wrong person."

Huang Shanhe roared angrily, and the water vapor bullets around his body trembled and sprayed out.

Under the storm, the water vapor bullets were like raindrops, mercilessly piercing through the dark monster's body.

Energy against.

The monsters fought tirelessly, one after another was knocked down, and one after another stepped on the corpses of their companions.

However, the water vapor of the Huangshan River is endless, and there is no sign of weakening.

It went on for several minutes.

Huang Shanhe gradually gained the upper hand, and the seemingly powerful pitch-black monster was vulnerable to the water vapor barrage.

"So, Lao Huang, you are the chosen one."

Fang Zhihui said, staring at the pitch-black eyes.

It was like speaking in a weird voice, without the stability of the past at all, only cunning and evil.

"Who are you?"

Surrounded by water vapor, Huang Shanhe asked quite seriously.

He did not refute the title of the so-called chosen one, because he was indeed a messenger chosen by a certain water god.

More importantly, the "Fang Zhihui" in front of him is not the head of the Fang family, but another existence.

"Ho ho ho"

Fang Zhihui sneered a few times, and said slowly: "The so-called gods are only a slightly stronger race, and they are not worthy to be compared with the demons of hell."

"I'll ask again, who are you?"

"Don't put on a condescending stance. I feel pity for the weakness of you humans, and you are chosen as pawns by these races. You are simply a bunch of scum."

"In this case, let me see how strong you are."

Huang Shanhe's face was heavy, and the water vapor around him turned into a surging torrent, gushing out from the floor.

Countless water columns appeared in one, three, and five places.

Like a gathering place of fountains, spraying water crazily outward.

With the help of water vapor, the cloak behind Huangshan River becomes more conspicuous and stronger.

"Hey, I forgot to say something, the worst place for you humans."

Fang Zhihui said calmly, and slowly stretched out an index finger: "That means you like to kill each other and kill each other."

The voice did not fall.

Huang Shanhe's pupils shrank, and he felt a black shadow rushing towards him, hugging him.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, it turned out to be Fang Wenjie hiding in the dark, with the same dark pupils.

"Why is he here?"

Huang Shanhe immediately used water vapor to knock Fang Wenjie into the air.

But it didn't work, and his limbs became stiff unconsciously.

Looking down, it turned out that there was a layer of dark mucus attached to his body.

The slime was like a collection of worms, crazily climbing up Huang Shanhe's body, making him unable to move.

Feet, torso, arms, neck.
"Why, why is it so powerful!?"

Huang Shanhe's eye sockets were bloodshot, his neck was flushed but he could do nothing.

He could only watch helplessly as he was devoured.

Shenhao Hotel, top floor.

a room.

Xu Mu laid down his body leisurely, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief after finishing off the backbone members of Chi Hong.

The maintenance of the villa was also blamed on Yuan Hongye, who was taken advantage of.

When the villa is built, he will give Colonel Lin this surprise, and it will come when the time comes
Hehehe, it's wonderful.

However, things always come suddenly, and Gu Wenchang, the leader of the dense forest, suddenly came to the door.

"Old educated youth, you won't come to rub a meal, will you?"

Xu Mu was quite skeptical. He glanced at the time and it was 11.55 minutes, which was obviously a meal time.

"Why are you so stingy."

Gu Wenchang said unhappily: "It's a waste of me to treat you to pancakes, don't you just turn around and forget?"

"What pancakes, why don't I know?"

Xu Mu asked back.

"you--"

Shocked by Xu Mu's shamelessness, Gu Wenchang shook his head: "Forget it, it's useless not to talk to you, the task is about to be carried out, will you go?"

"Where are you going?" Xu Mu asked.

"The northern suburbs of Hong Kong City."

Gu Wenchang's face was solemn: "There is a thick fog there, and there are a lot of B-level ghouls haunting, there is very likely to be S-level demons."

S-class demon! ?

Xu Mu's eyelids twitched, and his heart moved.

A-level demons can have tens of thousands of experience points, so what about S-level demons?
Ever since meeting Red, Xu Mu has understood the importance of strength and dare not be too slack.

After all, even a dark organization can have S-level powers, and there are probably more powerful people in this world than imagined.

If you want to live a peaceful life, you need strength support.

However, you can't agree easily.

"Tsk tsk." Xu Mu pretended to be dissatisfied, "Old educated youth, I think you treat me as a free laborer."

"What do you say?"

Gu Wenchang was taken aback.

"I have been in the dense forest for so long, and I have worked hard without credit. Do you see that I have received a penny?"

Xu Mu settled the score with his fingers.

"Didn't you just join? It's been less than a month."

Gu Wenchang thought for a while and said, "Even if the salary is paid, it will take a full month."

"Good guy, capitalists are not as cruel as you!"

Xu Mu shook his head and said, "Look at me solving Hong Kong University, Guluo Village, and Chise. Which one is not a great contribution, and you still count death wages with me."

"Then what do you want to calculate?" Gu Wenchang asked back.

"At least a bonus should be given?"

Xu Mu had an expression of hating iron but not steel: "Our dense forest is not a great cause for everyone, so we have to be on par with the Ability Division. A red member of his family is worth a million."

"It seems to make some sense."

Gu Wenchang touched his chin, thoughtful.

"That's right, you have to give me a bonus, so I have the motivation to work."

Xu Mu laughed immediately, and performed a face-changing Sichuan opera.

"Oh, you!"

Gu Wenchang shook his head, and finally agreed with Xu Mu's small calculation, and sent him a small red envelope.

And Xu Mu is very fortunate that the red envelopes in this world can give out six figures.

With the huge sum of money he got, Xu Mu generously invited Gu Wenchang to eat a bowl of Malatang and add three pieces of noodles.

Then the two rushed to the northern suburbs