It was another morning, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. Ning Wan stretched out her branches unscrupulously, and looked at the rabbit demon nestled beside the peach tree. She was in a very good mood.

[Today's suicidal mission: Please ask the host to go to Yichun Tower, interrupt Shen Jingyuan's monster hunting, and loudly accuse him: How could you do such a cruel thing to an unarmed "person" who has no ability to fight back, and arouse the anger of the onlookers.

Time limit for completing the task: one hour.

Penalty for mission failure: Perform a running tree in front of the male protagonist.

Special reminder: You have to transform and run away in public!]

Ning Wan: Oh, targeting her?

Ning Wan, who had just woken up and was notified to go to work, was instantly in a bad mood.

What's more, thinking of the monster in Yichunyuan, Ning Wan really didn't have the heart to save the other party.

It’s good that the troublemaker was taken away.

The more Ning Wan thought about it, the more resentful she became, and even several leaves turned yellow.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to speak, but just waited quietly, fearing that the host would take the blame on him.

But thinking of the punishment for the mission, Ning Wan sneered a few times, but without any courage at all. After changing his form, he rushed to Yichun Tower.

It is to interrupt, not to save; it is to interrupt, not to save.

Ning Wan silently brainwashed herself in her heart.

…

At the same time, inside Yichun Building.

Song Yuan looked at Shen Jingyuan who interrupted him from practicing cultivation, his face full of sarcasm:

"I thought it was someone else, but it turns out to be that person's lackey."

Song Yuan propped himself up slightly and drew aside the bed curtain, only to see that lingering, stinky face staring at him coldly.

Shen Jingyuan is a famous demon catcher in the underworld and the last disciple of Yuan Shouyi, the demon catcher who retired to Chongming Mountain.

Wherever he goes, even a demon with awakened spiritual consciousness will never escape his grasp.

They don’t care whether you have done evil or not.

To put it in the simplest terms, as long as it is a demon, it is wrong and should be killed.

If you really encounter it, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky.

But behind such a simple sentence are the prices paid for countless demon pills and lives.

When Song Yuan looked at Shen Jingyuan, Shen Jingyuan was also staring at Song Yuan.

The snake demon is accustomed to using its beautiful appearance to deceive ignorant girls. It improves its cultivation through the art of sexual intercourse and has never committed any murder.

The woman on the bed had never seen such a scene before. When she saw someone pushing the door and walking in, she let out a brief and surprised cry, and without thinking too much, she turned over and got out of bed.

Song Yuan's face turned cold, and he grabbed the woman who was about to leave and said, "Why are you running? With me here, how can he eat you?"

Song Yuan looked at the budding woman in front of him and thought about his own cultivation level. He felt that replenishing yin with yang was indeed faster than practicing honestly.

The look on the woman's face became more and more terrified. She looked at Song Yuan and then glanced at Shen Jingyuan cautiously.

If he offended Song Yuan, he would be in big trouble. But if he didn't leave, that person didn't look like someone who would give up after just a few words.

Thinking of this, she became more determined to leave.

He pushed Song Yuan's hand away without hesitation, picked up his robe on the ground, and ran out.

Shen Jingyuan's grip tightened again and again, and he did not refute what Song Yuan said. He just said in an extremely cold tone: "Are you going to cooperate obediently, or should I do it myself?"

Song Yuan was so angry that he laughed.

No wonder those monsters say they should be wary of monster catchers, the feeling is real.

However, the only ones who can talk about peeling the demon pill as if it is a matter of course are really this group of hypocritical guys.

But his demon pill is not so easy to get.

"You came at the perfect time..."

Seeing that the fat meat that was about to reach his mouth was gone, Song Yuan's tone became even colder, and his eyes with vertical pupils seemed to be filled with poison.

Since he scared away his prey, he should pay for it himself.

Song Yuan didn't believe what was said in the Tao. The demon catcher in front of him obviously had not practiced for many years, while he himself had been practicing Taoism for at least a hundred years.

I wouldn't be afraid of a greenhorn demon catcher.

Song Yuan's aura changed, and a strong spiritual power surrounded his body, forming a barrier.

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Song Yuan continued.

The peach wood sword in Shen Jingyuan's hand was filled with spiritual power in just a moment.

Then, without any hesitation.

A sword energy fell on Song Yuan's body.

The sword energy cut through the barrier but did not cause any actual harm to Song Yuan.

Song Yuan glanced at his torn cuffs, not taking it seriously. He sneered, "With such limited skills, you still dare to come down the mountain to catch monsters?"

He had thought that this demon catcher who made those people tremble in fear was very powerful, but it turned out that he was just so powerful.

All I can say is that the monster catcher in front of me was lucky and didn't encounter any big monsters.

Shen Jingyuan was not angry when he heard this, and his face did not show any panic because he did not hurt Song Yuan.

He just said very calmly: "Stay away, don't lean against the door."

Ning Wan, whose body was originally pressed against the door, subconsciously took a step back: This... has been discovered?

Xiaoqi: Were you discovered right after arriving?

"Oh, if you can't beat me, then you can't beat me. There's no need to use these cheap tricks to tease me."

Song Yuan frowned and looked towards the door.

Could it be that this demon catcher brought helpers?

Shen Jingyuan in front of him looked calm, as if he was really sure of it.

Song Yuan looked around again, but didn't see any other monster catchers. He calmed down again and said, "You are just putting on airs. You monster catchers are really no good!"

As he spoke, he also attacked Shen Jingyuan.

Under the impact of spiritual power, the cups in the room shattered to the ground, and crackling sounds echoed in the room.

It's not surprising that such things happen in a place like this.

It was also because of this that none of the people in Yichunyuan planned to go in and check.

Compared to Shen Jingyuan, Song Yuan was even more useless. After many attacks, he didn't even touch the corner of Shen Jingyuan's clothes.

Shen Jingyuan didn't waste any more time, but took out a bundle of red ropes from his waist.

Start chanting the mantra silently.

When Song Yuan saw Shen Jingyuan take out the demon-binding rope, his expression was no longer calm and he turned around and wanted to escape through the window.

But such struggle is in vain.

Under Shen Jingyuan's operation, the rope in his hand tied Song Yuan tightly and smoothly.

The ropes tied around his body became tighter and tighter because of Song Yuan's struggle, and even his demonic power was completely suppressed.

But Song Yuan was not someone who gave up easily. Just when he was thinking about trying to return to his original form to see if he could break free from the rope, the door opened.

"How could you do such a cruel thing to someone who is unarmed and unable to fight back?"

Ning Wan, who was outside the room, prepared herself mentally, pushed open the door, pointed at Shen Jingyuan with trembling fingers, and accused him loudly.