Jiang Zhouzhou snorted, "It will only take you a dozen days to form. I think it will be very easy."
The demon suddenly burst into tears and looked at Jiang Duoduo with resentment: "Young Master, you are so cruel. The length of time does not represent good or evil, but talent and opportunity."
"Regardless of the length of time, for beings like us, existence itself is difficult, so how can we be easily killed?"
"Since Heaven has allowed me to be born, I should be accepted by all living things."
"My fellow immortal masters, you are also cultivators. You are all about cause and effect. You should understand my helplessness."
Zhou Zhou's face flushed at the demon's coquettish and resentful look, and she dared not look directly at it.
My thoughts were a little confused, and I felt that what the monster said made a lot of sense.
"Boss, how about I..."
Siming slapped Zhou Zhou's forehead with a wake-up talisman: "Wake up."
Suddenly, he cleared his mind and...
Hongxi and the others beside him looked at him with disdain, saying that he was such a useless little waste.
Zhou Zhou suddenly blushed with shame, and for the first time he began to doubt his own persistence.
Is he really not suitable for this line of work?
"What are you still standing there for? Save people."
Sima Ming urged coldly.
Seeing that the temptation failed, the monster attacked the hostages in the cave.
Several people were bewitched, lost their self-awareness, and attacked Hongxi and his companions.
He is an ordinary person, but under the influence of magic, he has infinite strength.
The few people did not dare to hurt anyone and were restrained in their actions.
Jiang Zhou Zhou came back to his senses and rushed over to help.
The cotton-padded jacket was still chasing after the evil spirits.
Although you can't eat it in big mouthfuls, it's still fun to chase it and eat it.
Are you polite?
Siming looked at the demon with a cold look in his eyes: "Girl, it's deliberately teasing you."
The cotton-padded jacket tilted its head???
Sima Ming pointed at the person controlled by the demon and said, "It still has the energy to control others, it just doesn't take you seriously."
The evil spirits are angry and talking nonsense.
Mian'ao immediately became unhappy. It was mean to bully her.
His eyes glowed red and he suddenly leaped forward.
Before the demon could be surprised, its body was torn apart.
The cotton-padded jacket swallowed the body part in one gulp, and chewed it twice in the middle to express its dissatisfaction.
He held the head in his hands and stared at it with a deep gaze, which made the evil spirit tremble and no longer have the energy to control others.
Several people who lost control fell to the ground in all directions, all naked, which was very eye-catching.
Hongxi and his companions hurriedly wrapped them in the tarpaulin next to them and took them away.
Siming wanted to take the monster head from Mian'ao, but Mian'ao refused.
"mine."
Siming's mouth twitched: "I know, I'll just ask a few questions and I'll give it to you after I'm done."
The man in cotton jacket grabbed the head and said to Siming, "Ask."
It looked like he had no intention of letting go.
Siming did not force it, and looked at the monster head: "What did you do to form it in such a short time?"
The demon whimpered in grievance and fear: "I don't know, I just suddenly became conscious."
"Then I practiced instinctively. I don't know why, but my practice was incredibly rapid, almost a thousand miles a day. Then I transformed."
Sima Ming's face was solemn. Do you think I believe it?
"If you don't tell the truth, your head will become like your body."
Her body had lost its life and was floating in pieces.
It flickers and may disappear at any time.
The demon was so frightened that he cried loudly: "I really don't know, it really happened suddenly, Master, please spare me, I didn't lie."
Sima Ming frowned. It seemed that this monster really didn't lie, but it didn't make sense.
Anyone who wants to become a monster needs the right time, place and people.
The conditions are extremely harsh and require certain opportunities and destined causes and effects.
There are very few things like demons that appear out of nowhere.
Cotton Jacket was so greedy that Siming remained silent for a long time. Then he asked anxiously, "Are you done asking?"
Sima Ming took the monster back for research, but Mian'ao looked wary, so he had to think carefully about his words.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mian'ao opened his mouth and swallowed the monster in one gulp.
Sima Ming...
Ghost...didn't you agree to let her go?
But just as he swallowed it, he spat it out with a wow sound: "It stinks."
Evil spirits and monsters... A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. This is too much.
Mian'ao felt unsatisfied, so he raised his claws and smashed the monster's head with one punch.
Siming suddenly closed his eyes. It was because he didn't teach him well.
"Si Ming, this."
Mian'ao showed Siming the drop of blood in his hand. This was it. It was so smelly that even delicious food didn't taste good.
Siming frowned and was about to reach out his hand.
The essence and blood suddenly rushed up and rushed straight to Siming's eyebrows.
The little face of the cotton-padded jacket fell, and the little claws quickly retracted, and the blood and essence exploded into blood mist and dissipated.
"Puff..." In the abandoned old house, a man in black robe spat out a mouthful of blood.
Under the black robe, the originally healthy skin color was quickly stained with black lines, spreading throughout the body. The flesh and blood began to shrink, as if the vitality had been sucked out of the black lines, and the whole person was filled with death.
The man in black robe made a strange sound, like an angry roar.
"Boss?"
Zhou Zhou and his companions discovered what had happened and rushed over.
"What's going on, boss?"
Siming's face was gloomy. He almost got into trouble again. It was really a stain on his career.
He said in a deep voice: "If my guess is correct, the demons and monsters were able to take shape so quickly because of that drop of blood."
"Someone is making a puppet."
Several people looked at each other.
The special department has been established for many years, and most of the incidents it encounters are minor and relatively peaceful.
Zhou Zhou and his group can be considered new members of the special department, and they have not seen much.
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