Vampire vines crawled everywhere, and special fire-breathing weapons were effective against it, but they couldn't find the body of the vampire vines, and new ones would grow out soon after spraying.

The blood-sucking vines climbed into various floors and began to frantically sweep and eat.

One building after another, wrapped in vines.

Bai Jue led Huawu and stepped on the vines forward. Some survivors who had not yet been brutally murdered saw this scene through windows and gaps, shocked and frightened.

But no one dared to ask for help.

Can walk on those vines, is it a human?

...

...

bang——

The wall collapsed, Bai Jue protected Huawu into the underground passage, and the vines behind him quickly drilled in from both sides of them, covering the passage.

The passage goes down, not deep, and it will end soon.

Below is a metal door.

A metal door is not difficult for Bai Jue.

The metal door opened, and Hua Wu saw the Sword of Contract inserted on a round platform in the basement.

Much like a knight's epee.

The blade was wrapped around withered vines, and the leaves, unopened buds, and fruits of the withered vines all maintained their perfect appearance.

The round platform where the sword is inserted is completely different from the ground in the basement. It is obvious that the sword was moved here in this way.

Huawu circled around the round table, and those withered vines grew out of the round table and wrapped around the sword.

Huawu also found that several branches on the dead vine had broken marks.

Everything else is in perfect condition, so it can't be broken while moving.

It can only be intentional...

Hua Wu counted the traces, exactly five.

Hua Wu touched the bullet in his pocket, and the bullet Xu Su used to deal with Bai Jue was the material taken from here.

Hua Wu saw Bai Jue on the round platform, "Do you want to pull it out?"

"Um."

Hua Wu politely questioned: "Can you pull it out?" This kind of plot, no matter how you look at it, is also the work of the heroine.

"..."

Bai Jue seemed to think of something, got down from the round platform, and gave Hua Wu the opportunity to draw his sword: "Come and try."

"Me?" Flower Mistress Mist stepped back and shook her head, "I don't want it."

"Don't you want the sword of contract that can kill the prince?" Bai Jue's voice seemed to be bewitching, with that handsome face and gentle eyes, anyone who heard it would be moved.

However, the fog did not.

She stepped back vigilantly and rationally, politely saying, "I don't want it, and I don't want to kill you."

"..."

I don't want to kill him...

Bai Jue Xu was pleased by these words, and his whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of light joy.

He stepped forward to coax her: "help me pull it out, okay?"

When Bai Jue begged for help, he kept his attitude low, even with a bit of flattery.

Hua Wu's face was sullen, unmoved.

"Hey...then I'll pull it out myself." Bai Jue kissed the girl's soft lips without showing any anger, "When you find out that something is wrong, you can go out first."

Hua Wu watched Bai Jue step onto the round platform again.

She pursed her lips lightly, watching Bai Jue's hand reaching for the hilt of the sword.

When he was about to touch the hilt of the sword, the bullet in Huawu's pocket suddenly moved, trying to fly towards the round platform.

Hua Wu pressed her clothes pocket, her heart palpitated inexplicably, "Don't touch Bai!!"

While Hua Wu was talking, she jumped up towards the round platform and pushed Bai Jue away.

Bai Jue's hand and sword hilt were staggered.

At the same time, the withered vine wrapped around the sword moved, wrapping around Hua Wu's wrist at a very fast speed, and the tiny vine branches pierced into her wrist.

The dead vines stained with the blood of the mist began to stretch, and the yellow color faded, revealing the black branches and leaves.

This happened almost in an instant. Bai Jue was pushed forward by Hua Wu and staggered forward. When he turned around, he saw this picture.

His face changed slightly, and he wanted to pull Huawu when he stepped forward.

Hua Wu blocked him: "Don't touch!"

She had a hunch that if Bai Jue touched this thing, something would happen.

The dead vines are like being sealed in dust for many years. At this time, they are quickly being unsealed, the branches and leaves are stretched, the flowers are blooming again, and the fruits are falling and swaying.

Pure black vines wrapped around the sword, giving it an indescribable sense of dignity.

"Fuyu..."

"I'm fine, don't come here." Hua Wu looked serious as you came to cause trouble, "I believe I can solve it."

Bai Jue frowned, the tension and worry in his eyes undisguised.

Hua Wu appeased Bai Jue, grabbed the hilt with her backhand, and the vines quickly wrapped her hand and the hilt of the sword.

Hua Wu took a deep breath and drew his sword forcefully.

The blood was still draining, but the sword inserted in the round table remained motionless.

"..."

This kind of plot, other heroines just pulled out.

Why is she still motionless?

Against her?

The blood-sucking vines bloomed more and more beautiful black flowers, and the branches and leaves swayed slightly when they stretched, which seemed very comfortable.

Huawu: "..."

Row!

Today I have to pull you out, and then pull all your flowers! !

When she is this anti... is the heroine easy to bully?

Huawu held it up with both hands, and the vines were immediately entangled, but before he had time to tie the branches in, all the branches were caught by Huawu.

The vine plunged into Huawu's hand, but she was also pulled out, almost separating it from the sword.

Hua Mist wrapped the vine around his hands a few times, like tearing a weed, pinching its tender flowers.

The vines are obviously very concerned about their flowers, and draw away their strength to protect the flowers.

However, in the next second, the vine felt the blade move.

It immediately used all its power to pull the sword, not wanting to let Huawu pull the sword.

But Hua Wu had already wrapped most of the vines in her hands at this time, she didn't care that it sucked her blood, and she even grabbed its flowers!

hateful! !

The vine was dragged and could no longer dig into the ground, pulling on the blade.

blah-

Hua Wu pulled out the sword of contract, and all the pulling power disappeared.

The vines wrapped around her hands began to retreat, hidden into the sword body, and turned into lines on the sword body.

These vines don't grow from the ground, they grow from the blade...

The blood on Hua Wu's hand flowed down the blade.

Bai Jue rushed over, took Hua Wu's hand, and didn't care about the sword at all, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Those vines seemed to have an analgesic effect, but she didn't feel anything.

Bai Jue lowered his head to help Hua Wu deal with the injury on his hand.

In the past, Bai Jue started to lose control when he smelled her blood, but today he was very calm, and his movements were careful and gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

After the wound was healed, Bai Jue held her hands and said in a dull voice, "I didn't know it would be like this..."

The sword of contract should be harmless to humans...

"Yeah." Hua Wu responded casually.

Bai Jue knelt beside her and hugged her, "You don't have to push me away just now."

If she doesn't push herself away, it won't be her who gets hurt.

Bai never knew why she pushed herself away, didn't she say that they were just using the relationship?

He would rather she be indifferent and protect herself...

Thinking of this, Bai Jue frowned slightly.

"You're right." Hua Wu leaned against Bai Jue and said in a serious tone, "It's all my fault for being too kind."

Bai Jue touched her head, "Well, our children are the kindest."

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters~www.readwn.com~ or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.