Her disdainful expression would infuriate anyone who saw it.
"Do you have any other options? Sitting here and waiting is just waiting to die." Lu Haotian couldn't stand it anymore and kindly reminded him.
The demon-slayer frowned, his gaze towards Chen Nianjin filled with displeasure.
He bluntly and sarcastically retorted, "My strength is none of your business."
All I can say is, if it weren't for you guys being such a burden...
Leaving aside the strongest, Temple Immortal Li, I have already eliminated the other corpse demons.
"I was captured without lifting a finger, not because I lacked strength, but because I was kind-hearted and didn't want you all to die along with those monsters."
It's one thing if others get hurt, but if Lu Haotian gets involved, even Lord Pixiu could take his life.
The Demon Slayer only needs to remember that twenty years ago, the Crescent Moon people killed Lu Haotian's parents.
Lord Pixiu wiped out the entire Yingcheng Crescent Moon Organization, including three great demons who had cultivated for over five thousand years and later came from headquarters to seek revenge.
The demon-binding man felt a chill run down his spine.
His small frame is no match for the powerful demons who can carry heavy loads.
Zhou Kai was displeased that the Demon-Binding Man spoke so sharply, directly confronting Chen Nianjin right off the bat.
He is very satisfied with Chen Nianjin's current state.
After all, it's his property; outsiders can't bully it.
He immediately spoke to the demon-slayer, saying, "Your position is equivalent to that of a civil servant, right? Isn't it inappropriate to speak to taxpayers like that?"
Zhou Kai thought that since it was the xx Bureau, it must be a national institution.
Even special institutions should treat taxpayers well, which is only natural.
Otherwise, he can file a complaint against him.
The demon-slayer looked at him like he was an idiot, and continued to retort in a tone that was neither sad nor happy: "The reason why civil servants treat you well is because their salaries are paid by your taxes."
"Our Demon Management Bureau is a non-governmental organization, and we don't rely on your tax revenue for survival. Why should we tolerate your behavior?"
Everyone: ...
That makes perfect sense.
For a moment, everyone was speechless at what the demon-binding man had said.
In order to survive, everyone should be racing against time, instead of wasting time on pointless arguments.
Wu Heng interrupted their argument, frowned at Lu Haotian, and succinctly concluded: "So you mean, you want us to cover his escape?"
Lu Haotian nodded, without denying it.
"This is our best option right now."
Waiting around won't work; there are so many demons here, and they're already at a disadvantage.
If a fight breaks out, you could be killed by even a casual sweep of their blades.
"Okay! I agree to give it a try."
Surprisingly, during the stalemate, the first to agree was Zheng Zhihe, who had barely offered any opinions since the start of the show.
I remember that four groups of people went up the mountain to perform a ritual, and the other three groups either killed the monster or were captured by it.
The only one who hasn't heard from the actress is Chang Ying-chung.
Zheng Zhihe was anxious, but everyone felt it was understandable.
Once someone took the lead, things became much easier, and the others readily agreed.
After all, they don't have any other good options right now.
While everyone was trying to figure out how to cover the person's escape, Lu Mengmeng also ran into the temple's shaman.
When the temple's shaman saw the elderly woman version of Lu Mengmeng in a pink miniskirt, he almost couldn't maintain his long-held image of a sickly beauty.
It's not for any other reason than that her look is just too outrageous.
An old lady who was less than 1 meter tall not only had a goatee, but was also wearing a pink short puffy dress.
If she wasn't mistaken, that dress was a new style from a children's clothing brand this year, right?
She asked incredulously, "Are you Lord Pixiu?"
The elderly woman version of Lu Mengmeng nodded decisively, "Yes, did you need something from me?"
The temple's deity, upon hearing the affirmative answer, displayed an even more complex expression.
Theoretically speaking, the food, clothing, shelter, and transportation of the spirits worshipped by a family are all provided by the family that worships them.
Is Lord Pixiu dressed like this because of the Lu family, or is it just a matter of Lord Pixiu's own taste?
Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.
Every powerful demon has their own bizarre daily life stories.
This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! It's an eyesore!
Lu Mengmeng sensed the temple deity's furtive gaze and, as usual, tugged at the hem of her skirt.
Is the skirt too short, revealing her panties?
Otherwise, why would the corpse demon on the other side keep staring at her pretty little dress?
Does she want the same style?
Lu Mengmeng searched for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong with his outfit.
With puffed-out cheeks and a look of dissatisfaction, he glared at the temple's deity.
If the adorable Lu Mengmeng were to do this, it would be incredibly cute.
The problem is that Lu Mengmeng is now an incredibly ugly old lady version of Lu Mengmeng.
The temple's deity, unable to withstand the visual shock, immediately turned his head away.
My mind screamed: I can't take it anymore!
With puffy eyes, a face full of wrinkles, and age spots, and when he puffs out his cheeks, he looks even more like a toad spirit.
So offensive!
Even if Lu Mengmeng still felt great about herself, she realized that these fairies were disgusted with her.
I immediately became unhappy and started to feel a little emotional.
This isn't the image she wanted!
Why do their little ones idolize this one?
Since the two sides have different aesthetic tastes, there is naturally no need for further communication.
Lu Mengmeng rushed up and started taking pictures.
The temple's shaman never expected Lu Mengmeng to be so uncivilized, attacking without warning.
He was shocked to see her rushing towards him.
With a quick movement, he tried to dodge Lu Mengmeng's slap.
But Lu Mengmeng is also a great demon beast that has been tempered and refined by the ancient chaos of war. How could her attacks be easily dodged?
Following the direction in which the temple deity dodged, Lu Mengmeng turned slightly and chased after him.
A slap brushed past the temple's shaman's shoulder and landed on her shoulder.
With just this one palm strike, the temple's shaman's shoulder was smashed into a bloody mess, and his arm flew off his body.
The temple's deity suddenly felt pain, his face filled with panic, and his eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at Lu Mengmeng.
Unbelievable! The disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves is so great!
She came here thinking that there were thousands of corpse demons he had once raised in these mountains.
With the Demon Sea tactic, we should be able to take down this ancient Pixiu and Lu Haotian.
At that time, she will definitely gain a lot of face in front of Lord Xuan.
But she never expected that this ancient Pixiu would be so powerful!
One slap destroyed one of her arms!
No wonder that scoundrel Nan Ke refused to take action himself when he heard it was an ancient divine beast.
She must have known all along how powerful this Pixiu was.
The temple's shaman gritted his teeth.
They knew they had no way out.
Lord Xuan may seem gentle and polite, but he is actually the most ruthless.
If she returns empty-handed, it will be a slap in his face.
She's definitely not going to survive.
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