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The death may be too thorough.

When Chen Huai'an saw the game prompt that the magic repair fragments exploded.

The yang energy that has been sucked away will be returned.

The two girls were the happiest. After all, as women, the only thing they couldn't accept was becoming old ladies.

So they were very happy when settling the mission rewards.

But that doesn't rule out the fact that he's handsome.

Chen Huai'an doesn't make a living by his looks, but that doesn't mean he's not handsome!

Just like hanging, you can choose not to open it, but you have to be prepared!

"I asked you to destroy the bronze pillar, you were really rude, you almost killed me." On the armored vehicle, the bearded man looked at the co-pilot Chen Huai'an who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, and said with a smile: "My son, this mission I took is worth 50,000. When the bonus comes, I will give it all to you. I just want some experience."

Chen Huaian suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Lu Beihu: "Are you serious?"

"Really!"

"Godfather!"

Bearded: "..."

"That's not necessary. If it weren't for your help, I think it would be unrealistic to destroy his real body alone."

The man with the beard spoke very easily and smiled very generously.

But Chen Huai'an still noticed the fatigue and weakness in the bearded man's eyes.

Any ability has a corresponding price, just like the price of his sword moves is aura.

This battle definitely did not take away any of the energy that had been consumed by the beard.

Among these people, the other four demon slayers were simply too frightened and were now fast asleep in the back seat of the car. His body had gradually recovered with the spiritual energy. The man with the beard looked the most energetic, but he was actually the most tired one.

"What are you looking at me for?" The man with the beard held the steering wheel and smiled, "Yes, son, I saved you and you saved my life. Remember to give it back to me later."

Chen Huai'an's affection and concern for Lu Beihu disappeared in an instant, and he pouted: "Why, do you want me to follow you?"

"Then are you willing?"

"No, I'm used to it."

"But aren't you a containment cell now?"

"You're actually quite handsome if you don't say anything."

"Hahaha!" The man with the beard laughed exaggeratedly: "It's okay, I know your wife doesn't want to, I'm just joking with you."

Chen Huai'an said nothing.

He did save his life, and he made note of it.

I will definitely pay it back if there is a chance in the future.

His greatest strength is that he is not sentimental.

Including the time when the flying boat took Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi away, although the tavern was taken away by others, Li Qingran also gave the owner a bag of low-grade spirits when he returned, which was enough for the owner to buy a tavern.

No matter what you do, there is cause and effect.

He looked at the man with the beard, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "Uncle, you seem to be very keen on killing monsters. Every time I see you succeed in killing a monster, you look very excited. Why? Because you can get a better breathing method scroll?"

The man with the beard was silent for a while, then smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you, son. These things are not secrets in the Demon Slayer Division."

"On the winter solstice 2017, in the old cotton spinning factory in the south of the city." Luo Haisheng's cancerous left hand clenched the steering wheel: "My wife and daughter were hiding from the snow in the boiler room, and were turned into human skin lanterns by a painted skin demon."

"Heh." He chuckled softly, as if he was laughing at himself. Blood vessels popped out of his eyes, but his voice was unusually calm: "That beast wore my wife's skin and learned from her to call me Brother Haisheng... From that day on, this rotten body of mine has been dedicated to gnawing on monster bones!"

Chen Huai'an touched his nose.

He regretted asking that question.

"Son, do you feel guilty? There's no need to feel guilty. Many people in the Demon Slayer Division have stories behind them, and few of them are good. Maybe we joined the Demon Slayer Division for our own stories at first, but now it's more about monsters and evil spirits."

"... There is no need to reason when monsters and evil spirits kill people, just like an avalanche crushing a flock of sheep. But we humans must find a reason to stand up from our knees. In fact, it is all for ourselves."

Chen Huai'an looked out the window at the city in the twilight.

The neon lights at night were smudged into patches of light in the drizzle. As the car drove along Chunxi Road, a giant naked-eye 3D screen played a cross-dimensional concert of a virtual idol. Fluorescent pink electronic snow fell on the shoulders of the rejoicing boys and girls, and shattered into data residue when it touched the ground.

"Your new takeaway order~" the AI ​​voice overflowed from the street shop.

The girl in dinosaur pajamas bit her milk tea straw and passed in front of the armored vehicle on glowing roller skates. The rope of her braided Usagi hair hit the car window, mixing with the alarm of the detector in the car to form a strange chord.

This is the city where he lives.

I don't know when it stopped being all black and white and started to have some lively colors.

The car suddenly jolted violently.

The pink-haired girl who was sleeping with her head tilted in the back seat bumped into the back of the front seat and let out a scream.

"What is that?!"

The royal sister pointed at the sky outside the window, her voice trembling.

Chen Huai'an turned his head.

I saw a black coffin floating in the night sky, emitting a bloody light.

There was a protruding white surface in the center of the black coffin.

It seemed like a face that was both crying and laughing, as if Lu was wearing a mask.

Full of sarcasm.

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When the first black coffin pierced the electronic floor screen of the square, the internet celebrity girl who was live-streaming her dancing froze in place—the pitch-black coffin was as big as a container, and what protruded from the surface of the coffin lid were not patterns but tens of thousands of eyeballs embedded in flesh and blood.

"What the hell, what is this? An AI special effect?" The man holding the selfie stick next to him hadn't finished speaking when the second black coffin passed through the glass dome of Starbucks. The moment the latte foam splashed on the surface of the coffin, the brown coffee stains actually took on a hideous human face.

The whole city began to convulse...

The naked-eye 3D screen on Chunxi Road exploded with sparks, and the skirt of the virtual idol suddenly cracked into countless faulty snowflakes. The asphalt road arched up like fermented dough, and a pregnant woman screamed and ran away from the maternity hospital, and saw that the outer glass of the office building opposite was replaced by black ash wood - each grid reflected a vertical coffin, and the handprints of people in the office tapping the glass solidified into blood symbols on the coffin lid.

Click.

The milk tea straw fell to the ground.

The girl in dinosaur pajamas stared at the sky.

Thirty-six black coffins were spliced ​​into a twisted ring at an altitude of one thousand meters, facing the thirty-six celestial beings.

Under the towering black coffin, a kilometer-long gap appeared in the riverbed, revealing a giant bronze mausoleum below. Surrounding the mausoleum, there was a black coffin in each of the twelve construction sites and 廘 areas, corresponding to the twelve Earthly Branches.

When the black coffin returned to its place, the entire Tianfu District was shocked!

Deep in the dark mausoleum.

The coffin located in the Zi position slowly opened.

The fumes from the corpses condensed into a pale white frost on the surface of the river.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Underground,

There was a heartbeat.

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