I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years

　　 Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

　　 A strand of hair fell into the hands of Zhou Yi.

　　 Earth evil avatar can be transformed into a avatar with an object on the body. Fighting, deceiving the enemy, and fleeing for life are all superior magical powers.

　　 Qin Qiong, who just showed his face, is a clone, with a strength of about one thousand two hundred years.

　　 "Brother Monkey pulls out a vellus hair and blows out the monkey million. How high is it!"

　　 Zhouyi now has up to ten clones, and the more clones, the lower the strength and the harder it is to control.

　　 Thinking back to the battle with the evil Buddha, Zhou Yi's originally a little proud mind quickly became cautious.

　　 The strength of the evil Buddha is far superior to the first grade, but he can only preach secretly, so he must be afraid.

　　 "This evil Buddha says that the true immortal has only a thousand years of life, and he claims to be immortal. He doesn't know what it came from. Is there really a way of immortality in the world?"

　　 Zhouyi was very excited about the Law of Longevity, but he would not trade with the evil Buddha. He saw one more monk who fell into the abyss step by step and became the demon.

　　 Many of the demon heads killed in the Great Prison of Xingfang were once the righteous immortal masters.

　　 The only way to seek longevity is to become an evil demon. How is it different from death?

　　 "If you don't have a super first-grade master, I don't believe it. Lao Zhang has lived a long time and has a lot of knowledge, and I have the opportunity to talk to him!"

　　 Zhou Yi blew lightly, and his hair turned into ten figures. The tall, short, fat and thin men, women and children were all different.

　　 squeeze his face one by one, and set his personality spells according to his past life memory, which will be an indispensable means for future home travel.

　　 Slaying demons and slaying demons for more than ten years, there are not many top magical skills, and some common spells are more than enough for each clone.

　　 "Zhou Yi left Hengyang, sat firmly and cut the demon tent, used the clone technique, and made waves!"

　　 Zhouyi squeezed all the avatars, and continued to use them and put them away, until any avatar could be transformed into a single thought.

　　 then began to practice manipulation again, and divided his mind into eleven uses.

　　 Four of the avatars joined a table of mahjong, and the other deity and six avatars stood behind the four and looked at the cards. They started to quarrel.

　　 until early morning.

　　 The golden rooster reports the dawn, the morning sun is rising.

　　 Zhouyi only slightly mastered the control clone, his brain hummed, as if ten people were arguing.

　　 "It's easy to be schizophrenic if you play like this!"

　　 strolled and went shopping for breakfast, passing by Lu Ji Restaurant.

　　Master Lu is deep-frying dough sticks. The golden color and the scent evokes Zhou Yi's gluttons.

　　 "Master Lu, half a catty here."

"okay!"

　　Master Lu looked up and saw that it was Zhou Yi, showing an unnatural look.

　　 "Huh? Amulets...Master Lu, are you still chanting?"

　　 Zhou Yi frowned slightly. The death of shopkeeper Liu in the cloth shop last night was not enough for the lesson?

　　 "Mr. Zhou, you are a rich man and cannot understand us ordinary people."

Master Lu’s words were imploring: "Weekly, I get up early and greedy the dark, and rely on hard work to earn some hard money, and most of them have paid the rent. For me, this is either the Buddhist scriptures or the evil scriptures, which can give me strength and not get sick. Medicine delays making money, how can you be qualified to care about others?"

"Um……"

　　 Zhou Yi shook his head and left with the fried dough sticks.

　　 The only incurable disease in the world, poor disease!

　　 Slash the Demon Division.

　　 Zhouyi took advantage of the early days of no one, escaped into the prison and killed the monsters.

　　 Firearms Dream Break, still collecting data on the body of the demon.

　　 It records every kind of monster race from rank 9 to rank 4, physical weakness, talent spells, racial characteristics, etc., compiled into a "Sou Yaolu".

　　 Zhouyi will infer some demon-catching methods based on the memory of the monsters when they were arrested, and record them.

　　 The torturer said it was aimed at the common people, and the search for the monsters was the human monk.

　　 "It's not appropriate to make a gun, there is always no problem in compiling a book, right?"

　　 So, the monsters in the big prison were bad luck.

　　 I thought that if I joined the Demon Slayer Division, I would die anyway, and I would be able to eat people again 18 years later.

　　Who ever wanted to meet a perverted executioner, who was tortured like a demon, and could still breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 "I knew that, I shouldn't be greedy..."

　　 When many monster races were dead, they couldn't help reminding themselves that they were reincarnated and hid in the mountains.

　　……

　　 Village along the river.

　　 Yin Yuan’s Foreign Mansion affixed a seal, and the red and green blood stains on the ground were not wiped and buried.

　　Many villagers who made their fortunes by raising spider monsters named them by name and scolded member Yin. If he hadn't taught them how to spread spider monsters, how could their lives be in danger!

　　 The villagers tossed all night, exhausted, and most of them were asleep.

　　 Several of the patriarchs of the surnames gathered together to discuss what the village should do in the future.

　　 Farming is impossible to farm. It is impossible to farm in this life. After making quick money, it is difficult for you to go back in time.

　　 Besides, he bluffed the Demon Slayer Captain, only to get through the current difficulties, the most troublesome thing was the palace tribute.

　　The arrogant and domineering courage of the villagers in Yanhe Village is the silk satin made of spider demon spirit silk. Only when the nobles in the palace like it, it makes officials jealous.

　　 The nobles in the palace don’t care whether you raise spider monsters or not. They only care about the beautiful silk and satin, which makes them unhappy. In one sentence, they can be charged with human feeding monsters even if they have not committed a crime!

　　 "The spider demon can't be raised anymore, the Demon Slayer appointed to stare secretly!"

　　 "Then what should I do, I can't hand over the silk and satin, and there is no good fruit."

　　 "I blame Yu Lao Er. They all said that they would steal some refugees and feed them during the disaster year, and I must kill them!"

　　 "Did you kill the old Zhang family? An official came a month ago, don't say you forgot!"

　　 "What is noisy, talk about business!"

　　 suddenly.

　　咚咚咚——

　　 The ground shook, and the water in the teacup on the table rippled.

　　 When the voice became clearer and clearer, and the horses neighed vaguely, I realized that it was the sound of horses stomping on the ground.

　　 A few heads came out and saw hundreds of dragon-scale mysterious cavalry, led by a white-clothed young man, surrounded the village.

　　 The young man was 18 or 9 years old, Danfeng had eyes, and his clothes were better than Xue, and his expressionless face swept across the villagers who were awakened by the cavalry, with a cold voice.

　　 "Feed demons with humans and kill them all!"

kill!

kill!

kill!

　　 The cavalry screamed, rushing into the village like a black torrent.

　　 The knife flashes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Flesh and blood fly.

　　 Wherever he goes, no grass grows.

　　 Dragoons are elites under the command of Dragoon General Xu Fengxian. They kill the martial arts in the training army, supplemented by secret medicine to refine their bodies, which are comparable to the 9th rank martial artist.

　　 The people in the village faced the cavalry blade and didn't even have the guts to escape. They waited blankly for the cavalry to rush to the side, lifted a head, and blood rushed into the sky.

"what!"

　　 "Wow..."

"my child……"

"Do not kill me!"

　　 Screams, crying, cursing, begging, blood splashing, corpses falling to the ground...

　　 The sound of galloping horses and the sound of blade cutting meat mixed into a noisy noise.

　　 The white-clothed youth shook the reins lightly, and the dragon-scale BMW slowly moved forward in a pool of blood, like a brother-in-law playing and walking in the chaotic world of war.

　　 "Who are you... why..."

　　 A villager with a knife in his chest is still not dead. He hugged his headless wife and children and questioned the youth.

　　 "Lieutenant Dragon Knight, Xu Ye."

　　 The knife in Xu Ye's hand flashed, helping the villagers end the pain.

　　 There are more than 300 households and thousands of people in Yanhe Village. A few dragoons rushed back and forth, leaving only a few to live in the cellar in the well.

　　The dragoons did not search laboriously one by one, but spread a bundle of dry wood and set fire everywhere.

　　The buildings in the village are mostly wood, and the sky is dry and the material is dry. In a flash, they burned to the camp.

　　 In the sea of ​​fire, a wailing sound came out, and a human-shaped flame was faintly seen running away.

　　 Xu Ye stared for a long time, then turned and left.

　　 Hundreds of dragoons did not make a sound, and their teams were neat and tidy. They followed Xu Ye towards Luojing.

　　 Not long after the Dragoons left, officials and guards of various costumes came to check, or sighed, pleased or angry, with various expressions.