The Devil of the Walking Street

Lan Ming opened the field to the maximum, and suddenly the thin black air around him became as thick as substance. He swooped down to Nailun on the ground, and the giant python followed behind him with its flat head lowered.

Nailun's heart skipped a beat, and fear spread to every corner of his body. With all his strength, he controlled the vines to block the demon layer by layer, but they were all corroded into slag when they approached the black mist.

The giant python swung away the wolves that were trying to surround it, the boy didn't want to hurt them.

It was only a matter of a moment, and Nailun's idea came out of nowhere, a vine burst out of the ground, rolled up Weiji, who was watching the excitement, and threw it at Lan Ming who swooped over.

Little Lolita didn't even have the courage to scream. One moment she was gloating as a crowd of onlookers, but the next moment she was dragged off the ground. The force was so great that she couldn't make any resistance and could only watch helplessly. He was thrown towards the field next to the little devil.

Do not--

Lan Ming was startled, and instantly dispersed the black mist around him.

Vigil closed his eyes tightly and crashed into Lan Ming's arms.

To be honest, although Lan Ming didn't have a good impression of this old woman, as the second person he became his friend after meeting Renault, he didn't dislike her either.

Even with a poisonous tongue and ego, he is one of the people who are willing to care about himself.

In addition to the fanaticism and blindness when facing the potion, she is actually a person with an extremely delicate mind.

For example, she seems to be able to calculate everything in her heart.

The giant python condensed by energy instantly scattered in sevens and eighties.Da Wang's limbs were violently exerting force, so strong that he even stepped on the brown vines on the soles of his feet. He shot straight to the ground like a cannonball, and turned into a human form before he fell to the ground, capable of catching the falling boy.

Vigil, who also fell, was slightly blocked by the vines summoned by Nairen, and as a buffer, he slapped the ground straight.

Wei Ji got up with a gray face: "How could you do this to a loli!"

Lan Ming's wings had been forced back into his body, and he writhed and struggled in Da Wang's arms: "Let go! Pervert! Da Wang, you should at least wear some clothes!"

Da Wang who has just turned into a human form and has no clothes on: "..."

Lan Ming directly punched the opponent's jaw, and Da Wang made a standard 225° angle to barely escape the Yan punch.

Immediately afterwards, the young man supported the opponent's shoulders, jumped out of Dawang's shackles, bent down slightly after landing, and bounced directly towards Weiji who had just stood up.

Vigil howled in horror: "How is it possible!"

The magic lines on Lan Ming's face had faded away, returning to the original appearance of the young man, with a fierce expression on the delicate and lovely face of the lady, as if the other party was his sworn enemy.

Virgil tried to back away with fear on his face.

However, before Lan Ming could reach Weiji, he was pushed to the ground by the gray giant wolf who had rushed over.

Lan Ming's whole body was patted on the ground, and he let out a muffled snort, not sure if he was out of breath or unwilling.

He writhed, but the strength of his struggle became less and less, and finally gave up, and let Sanwang press himself on the painful ground without moving, his dark red eyes staring straight at Wei who was talking to himself. lucky.

Virgil: "Has the dose been reduced...why are you still sober?"

Lan Ming panted heavily: "You..."

All the wolves felt one after another that by surrounding Lan Ming, Da Wang simply turned into a giant wolf, so as not to be called a hooligan by someone.

Seeing this, Nairen finally felt relieved. Holding the witch staff, he sat on the ground somewhat exhausted.

Vigil gave Nairen a thumbs up: "That's smart enough, young man."

Nairen ignored him, but looked at the motionless young man on the ground with a gloomy expression.

The loli witch patted the dust all over her body, and threw the empty special syringe on the ground.

Weiji walked towards Lan Ming who was under the paws of the three dogs step by step, with an unbearable expression: "Don't blame me."

The boy didn't speak, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

The girl stepped forward, squatted down, held down the little devil's limp arm, took out a small vacuum cylinder, and pressed it down without any hesitation. Almost instantly, it was filled with dark red blood.

Lan Ming didn't want to say anything more, mobilized all his strength and waved Wei Ji aside.

Vigil was pushed and almost fell to the ground. She looked at the teenager who started to struggle again in disbelief.

Lan Ming tried his best to push away the wolf's claws pressing on his body, but he felt that he was like a mantis holding a chariot, unable to shake the opponent at all.

Da Wang's huge wolf head looked at Vigil.

Vigil sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll give him another shot."