Urban Demon Slayer - Chapter 975

“Come back soon, isn’t it shameful enough?” Wang Qianchen felt a little big.

“Don’t be ashamed! The dignified demon ancestor, I don’t even remember it, he was the one who was ashamed! Really, you go back with me, make sure to let him… ouch!”

Before the brick was finished, Wang Qianchen exerted soul suppression and dragged it back and stuffed it behind his waist.

“Stop it, even if it was true before, people didn’t take you seriously…” Wang Qianchen said solemnly.

Brick finally stopped talking.

Wang Qianchen was safe, but he was still thinking about Feng Jiujiu, so he finally couldn’t help but called Lang Baibai and tried to inquire about the situation with him.

Lang Baibai has been recovering from his injuries in a cave in Qingluan Mountain, and this time he can act as Wang Qianchen’s eyeliner.

After receiving Wang Qianchen’s call, Lang Baibai immediately lowered his voice and said, “King Dog, Lord Yaozu has issued a ten thousand demon order to deal with you, you must be careful!”

[Ten Thousand Demons Association] Since its establishment, there have been only a handful of times the “Ten Thousand Demons Order” has been issued, and the momentum every time is extremely huge.

Wang Qianchen was extremely speechless. On the one hand, he was wanted by [Monster Slayer], and on the other hand, he was hunted down by [Wan Yaohui]. Thanks to Chen Wanhe not bothering with him, otherwise he would have no way to survive in Daxia!

However, Wang Qianchen didn’t have time to worry about this, but immediately asked, “How is Lord Nanhuang now?”

Lang Baibai said: “My status is too low, I can’t get close to the plane tree, but I heard that I have already taken medicine, and the person is still in a coma.”

“Well, that’s fine.” Wang Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief.

“King Dog, if there is news, I will report to you again!” Lang Baibai whispered.

“Thank you, Brother Lang…” The ten thousand demon orders have been issued, and Lang Baibai still does not give up. Wang Qianchen’s heart naturally has mixed feelings, and it seems that there is still some true feelings between them.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Qianchen was drowsy and fell asleep on the bed.

…

I don’t know how long it took, Wang Qianchen suddenly opened his eyes and saw that it was already twilight outside the cave, and there was a person sitting in a dark cave!

“Who?!” Wang Qianchen was extremely surprised, and quickly got up, and immediately drew the demon sword.

“Me.” The other party responded in a deep voice.

“Commander Song?!” Hearing the familiar voice and smelling the familiar smell, Wang Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned on the bedside lamp.

In order to get this White Dog Cave, Wang Qianchen put a lot of thought into it. Not only was all kinds of furniture complete, but he also received water and electricity. In the dim cave, it was instantly bright as day, and it really was Song Epee sitting on the head of the bed.

However, what surprised him was that Song Chongjian was tired and his hair was messy, as if he was ten years old, his body was covered in blood, and wounds were everywhere, and the blood stained Wang Qianchen’s bedside red.

“Song… Commander Song, what’s the matter with you?” Wang Qianchen was shocked.

“Oh, it’s alright, it’s just a minor injury, just take some medicine.” Song Epee glanced down, as if he didn’t take it seriously.

“To… what happened?” Wang Qianchen looked shocked.

Ever since he knew Song Heavy Sword, he felt that this was an invincible **** of war. Later, he even had the Soul Evocation Pen and the Heavenly Gang Saber, how could he still be injured like this?

who did it? Cthulhu?

You can run even if you can’t beat it!

“I’m really fine, I’ll talk about it later… Let’s talk about you first. You called me a lot. Did anything serious happen? You didn’t answer the call, so I just came over here!” Song Epee said slowly. Well, he really didn’t take his injuries seriously.

Wang Qianchen glanced at his mobile phone and found that there were indeed some missed calls on it. It seemed that he was really tired, and he was really tired physically and mentally in the past few days.

There are so many things that happened in the past few days, Wang Qianchen didn’t know where to start.

In the end, it begins with Hu Di’er’s 800th birthday banquet, first talking about the death of the Huabao King and the Giant Elephant King, then the battle of Tianshan to kill Hu Di’er, the battle of X Prison to kill Yuan Tianpeng, and the battle of the Western Border to kill him. Yinghe, and finally ended with the matter of Qingluan Mountain.

The whole process was thrilling and ups and downs. Even Song Epee was frequently amazed, lamenting that Wang Qianchen had been so difficult these days.

After listening to this, Song Chongjian grinned instead: “It seems that you have done well without me!”

Wang Qianchen sighed: “Many times it is luck, otherwise it will really die.”

Song Cepeng said solemnly: “Sometimes, luck is also a part of strength!”

Luck is also part of strength?

Wang Qianchen chewed on this sentence carefully, and it seemed to make sense. The old saying also said: one destiny, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin and five readings!

Of course, reading can change your destiny, but compared to those who were born with a good fate, it seems to be a little less fortunate. Even a person like Mao Shijiu who has cultivated all his life prays that he will be able to live without food and clothing in his next life. The second generation of the rich, this shows how important luck is.