The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan looked at the big monster opposite him and burst out laughing, and finally he fell on Sanmao with laughter.

Sanmao tilted his head and looked at Mingfan in confusion, then looked at the big monster in front of him. Is it funny?

He didn't understand what was so funny.

The big monsters he had seen over the years all looked pretty much the same, each with its own way of being ugly, so he wasn't too surprised to see this one now.

Even among monsters, this one today might still be a very popular one.

After all, the banshee quite likes this physique.

"Is it funny?"

The big monster on the opposite side stared at Ming Fan, its huge bull eyes full of anger. It raised its hand and several beams of demonic energy shot towards them.

This guy has been laughing non-stop since he heard his voice. Is he really something funny?

Ming Fan's smile disappeared, he put his hand on Sanmao's shoulder and used the force to jump up.

The hands were changing rapidly, and a seal fell down with a bang.

This was the Pure Lotus Heart Mantra that she had learned before.

It can resurrect ghosts and be immune to evil spirits, but it is useless against monsters. But at least it makes a loud noise and can scare people.

Sanmao and Mingfan had a contract, and when he knew what she was thinking, he was immediately frowned.

Even at this time, she still has time to think about scaring people.

The big demon was stunned for a moment by her fancy operation.

But it's definitely not because of fear.

From time to time, some human cultivators would come in here, and their cultivation levels varied, but no matter what, their final outcome would be the same.

That means being divided and eaten.

This one came in today...

The big demon looked Ming Fan up and down, and saw that the corners of her mouth began to curl up again. He made up his mind that today, it seemed that her brain was not working well, and he was afraid that he would become stupid if he ate her.

Ming Fan naturally didn't know that he was being disliked.

The main reason was that the monster looked too much like the Bull Demon King. When she thought of the Bull Demon King, she could not help thinking of Madam Niu. When she thought of Madam Niu, she thought of Xiao Tiantian...

Hmm, I didn't expect to encounter a joke here.

"Hi~" Ming Fan smiled and greeted the big monster in front of him.

There's no way. If he doesn't take the initiative, one of them has to take the initiative, so that there can be a story between them.

"Don't say that."

Sanmao saw that Mingfan was still trying to talk to the big monster, and was afraid that she would say something shocking again. He felt like the white hair on his head was about to explode.

How to say it, he is now a little envious of the nine-headed monster outside, and the half egg that is trapped in the secret realm and cannot get out.

At least this time, I don't have to watch Ming Fan commit suicide, nor do I have to commit suicide with her, and I don't have to care about her committing suicide.

"Why is it me again?" Sanmao sighed.

Every time someone is chosen by Ming Fan, it is no different from being called by the King of Hell.

"Because you are my favorite~ Oh~ We don't need to go to this point, it's too corny."

Ming Fan waved his hand in a coy manner, walked past the three spears, took a step forward, and continued what he had not finished saying.

"When we meet, we are destined to be together. I think we are destined to be together, and it is worth at least 38,000 fates."

While Ming Fan was talking nonsense, he carefully looked at the big monster in front of him.

This big guy didn't use a killing move right away when he just attacked. Either he was not strong enough, or he was bound by some rules. To be more ridiculous, he might be a good monster.

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When the big demon heard Ming Fan's words, the scar on his face trembled. He was sure that it was the first time he saw Ming Fan.

Although he couldn't understand most of what she said, she still knew his name was Sanba.

Seeing the monster's expression suddenly become dull, Ming Fan patted Sanmao and asked, "Do you think he is a good monster?"

"I don't think you're a good person."

Sanmao curled his lips and replied without looking away, wondering what she was talking about.

"Well, I think what you think is okay."

Ming Fan touched his chin and smiled with his head tilted.

Three Spears: "..."

He had been depressed for a while because he was sealed by the previous sword master. He had been invincible in the Ice Cave, but now that he had met Ming Fan, he was too conservative.

Oh, what he wanted to say was that he had always been a law-abiding and honest Jian, but after meeting Ming Fan, he changed.

Ming Fan walked up to Sanba and stood three steps away. She certainly didn't think that this big guy could be a good demon.

She was dragged in here, and although the situation was unknown, with her luck, the things in here would probably not be just a pile of straw.

So it seems that there is only one truth, and his actions here are bound by the rules.

As to whether it is the rules of the painting itself or the rules of heaven and earth, it is still unknown.

"Whoever you are, intruder, die."

As Sanba said this, he suddenly attacked and went straight for Mingfan's vital vein at the neck.

The expected scene of the head and neck being separated, which would make the monster's blood boil, did not appear.

Ming Fan in front of Sanba puffed and broke into pieces, turning into a puddle of water that sprayed on the ground.

Thousands of sword shadows hidden behind the water stains suddenly came over like an overwhelming force. Sanba was caught off guard and the thousands of swords left bloody marks on his arms.

Damn it, I was cheated!

"Qianqian is giving you a welcome gift, enjoy it slowly~"

Ming Fan's voice came from a distance.

Sanba looked and saw two figures, one black and one white, running faster than the flying monkeys here. In the blink of an eye, they turned into two small dots and disappeared.

Ming Fan ran two miles and leaned against a big tree to catch his breath. Seeing Sanmao next to him with a wooden face, Ming Fan elbowed him.

"Why aren't you breathing?"

Three spears: “?”

He is a sword, unconscious, insensitive and without any emotions, why is he breathing heavily?

"Should I... breathe?"

"Take a breath! This is called atmosphere, do you understand?" The atmosphere of being hunted down is mainly about excitement.

Sanmao rolled his eyes. Faced with Mingfan's expectant gaze, he finally compromised and panted twice in cooperation. He said seriously, "With the cultivation level of that big monster, you may not be unable to defeat it."

So why are you running?

They ran for a long time, but the scenery around them didn't change much, there were still dead vines, old trees and crows.

Ming Fan put away his playful smile and motioned for Sanmao to look around and at the sky.

"We don't know how many things are hidden behind this. If we don't take action now, we can live longer."