This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

The paper shopkeeper turned around in the air, and pointed his slender little hand straight at An Ling. He said with a grin that he wanted An Ling to stay and be his husband.

what?

An Ling was almost frightened to death. She looked at the others in disbelief. Seeing that everyone was staring at her, she pointed her finger at her nose and asked in surprise, "Me?"

Guo Zichou, who was standing next to him, looked like he was enjoying the fun and said with a grin, "Oh, brother, you are so lucky!"

An Ling quickly stood up and said, "I can't do that, boss. I, uh, I already have one foot in the coffin. I really can't... be your husband..."

Everyone present burst out laughing. The one who laughed the wildest was the particularly mean-mouthed Chen Fu. He said to An Ling loudly, "It's a blessing you've earned in ten lifetimes that the big shopkeeper likes an old beggar like you. Oh, if you marry into the family, why would you have to beg everywhere? Hahahaha!"

An Ling glared at Chen Fu fiercely, not caring about her shaky personality, and quickly said to the paper man shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I actually have many unspeakable secrets, I really can't..."

The shopkeeper had already lost his patience. He never had the choice to refuse anyone he set his eyes on. He still maintained that weird smile, and his paper-like body floated in front of An Ling, scaring her so much that she took a step back.

The paper man shopkeeper said faintly: "You are a woman, but what does it matter?"

Chen Fu was the first person to stand up out of shock. He pointed at An Ling with trembling lips and said shakily, "You, you call her a woman?"

An Ling rolled her eyes speechlessly. What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever seen a woman as rough as me?

The paper shopkeeper seemed to be unable to wait any longer. He stretched out his two little hands to the side, and the white clothes hanging on his body, which looked like a piece of paper, moved like a snake. In the blink of an eye, it shot towards An Ling!

An Ling's eyes narrowed, and she quickly rolled over, narrowly avoiding the paper man shopkeeper's clothes. She pulled out the Xiangzhu sword from the bag she was carrying, and chopped it down with force. There was a "swish" sound, and the cloth was torn. An Ling quickly stood up and fled towards the door.

The body of the paper man seemed to be inextricably linked to the clothes. After An Ling slit its clothes, it let out an earth-shattering roar, and shouted to the sky: "Catch her for me!"

An Ling keenly sensed a strange wind blowing from behind, and realized that someone was attacking her from behind. She threw herself forward and rolled over to avoid the attack from behind.

She quickly turned her head, only to find that the person who attacked her was actually the violent swordsman who had quarreled with Chen Fu. At this moment, his eyes were red, veins on his forehead were bulging, and he looked like he had been possessed by a demon!

At this moment, another cold arrow shot towards her, and An Ling narrowly avoided it. It turned out that the person hiding in the distance and shooting the hidden weapon was Jin Gunyuan!

"Oh no, all these people who have had the meal are controlled by this broken paper man!" An Ling blocked Chen Fu's "straight to the point" move, but the huge force made her stumble back a few steps.

"Stay, your meat is really delicious--" The paper man shopkeeper slowly rose up behind the people who besieged An Ling, smiled sinisterly and raised his hand. All the candles in the restaurant were extinguished, and only darkness remained in the lobby.

"Hehehe..." A strange laughter sounded behind An Ling, giving her goose bumps. She was about to turn around when another weapon attacked her from the right. She blocked left and right, trying to parry with difficulty.

An Ling clenched her teeth, feeling angry. If she hadn't been injured, how could this mob be her opponent!

After a while of clanging, the sparks from the clashing swords illuminated everyone's bloodthirsty red eyes, as well as the paper faces that were faintly visible in the darkness. At this moment, danger was lurking everywhere!

An Ling could not hold on any longer. Her hands and feet were cut by swords and knives, and she was slammed against the wall by a huge force. Her body was sore and weak. Resisting attacks in the darkness was even more exhausting. She had neither spiritual power nor internal energy, and it was already her limit for her to hold on until now.

An Ling yelled, "Guo Zichou! What are you waiting for? Help me now!"

"Oh, I have this cup of divine wine. I only wish to be drunk forever and never wake up... Besides, there is such a wonderful performance to watch." Guo Zichou happily poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, put his palms together, and slapped the giant sword as big as a door panel. The giant sword was infused with spiritual power and flew up slowly with a buzzing sound. Then Guo Zichou casually patted the "hilt", and the giant sword flew towards An Ling's position like a stream of light.

An Ling listened to the sound and determined the location. The moment Guo Zichou spoke, she quickly dodged, took a few steps, and climbed onto the carved wall.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the calves of the people below An Ling were swept by the giant sword, and they fell down instantly.

"Hey, you didn't hurt them, did you?" An Ling asked.

Guo Zichou staggered forward, kicked up his weapon, and carried it on his shoulder, saying nonchalantly: "Don't you have eyes? Take a look for yourself if you can~"

The paper shopkeeper screamed angrily and frantically ordered everyone on the ground to stand up. Everyone's eyes kept flashing red, which was very bright in the dark. It screamed again, and the maids and waiters who had been serving food and pouring wine for the guests stood up one after another, but their bodies quickly shrank like a deflated balloon, until their "chests were pressed against their backs", and then they flew in the air like a kite, just like the paper shopkeeper.

It quickly grew larger and turned into a giant. Its head grew to a place where the top could not be seen clearly, and its big feet stepped directly towards An Ling.

Guo Zichou took a few steps back and said to An Ling with a sly smile, "It's a pity that you don't have any spiritual power now, otherwise, I'll let you see what a real Hundred Demons Night Parade is like."

An Ling said: "Then you can give me a night vision talisman, I can't see anything now!"

Guo Zichou replied cheerfully: "I never do these intellectual things. I have a firm grasp on the sword, so why should I learn any unorthodox methods?"

"Be smart, little guy." Guo Zichou shook his messy bangs, grinned at the paper man that fell from the sky, and poured his spiritual power into the big sword. The cloth strips wrapped around the sword broke into pieces.

It turned out that the appearance of this giant sword was extremely exaggerated, all black, as if it was originally a whole piece of stone, but was simply chiseled a few times, very rough, and with a wild beauty. Looking closely, the part used as the blade was chiseled out with protrusions similar to teeth, like an enlarged version of a saw. The handle part was not naturally generated or chiseled. Judging from the traces, it seemed that someone had used something to blast out two cuts, and the remaining part in the middle just formed the shape of the handle.

"Look carefully, this is the true sword power of my Sword Sect. It can break everything with one sword and cut off the vast sea!"