‘If you want me to help you, you only need to promise me one thing.’

‘Did you let me separate from her?’

'Well, you will not have a good result if you go on. She cannot control the erosion of her evil spirit on you, nor can you control your own violation of her.'

‘That’s not an infringement! We have obtained a certificate! It’s legal! Ah, although it may be a bit too many three times a day…’

‘…Go, I will give you something, and you will give me something as well.’

'What?'

‘I will give you some strength, and you will give me some memory.’

'good!'

...

Walking quickly on the grass in the forest, Pang Sanlang thought about what Gang and Mu Qian talked and exhaled.

Feeling the sense of power coming from the limbs of his body, Pang Sanlang recalled the direction of the wolf howl just now, raised his chest and raised his head, and started running.

He was filled with heat in his limbs and bones.

This was given to him by Mu Qian, allowing him to have the power to fight against the demon-killer who chased them within half an hour and save his wife.

"Ha!" Pang Sanlang jumped up suddenly and directly passed a five-meter-high tree... His pants hung on the treetops a few times, but he still stubbornly did not get torn off...

strength!

Pang Sanlang looked at his palms and slowly clenched his fists.

A familiar howling sound came from a distance ahead, becoming more and more urgent. Pang Sanlang did not dare to delay too much, so Sa Ya started running, leaving a ray of smoke and dust in the forest.

When he ran away, Song Shijing and Mu Qian turned out from behind a tree.

Song Shijing bit her lip and muttered: "Are we helping the demons deal with our demon-removing master?"

"Then I don't care," Mu Qian held his pocket and looked at Xiaoling and Zhu Xiu who were playing by the stream. "I just agreed to the request of a young man and was responsible for watching you, the strongest demon-removing master in the current area."

"The strongest? Me?" Song Shijing happily held her hands behind her back and leaned over to Mu Qian, "Aren't you the most powerful?"

"I'm not a demon-eliminating master." Mu Qian replied naturally.

"Oh, yes," Xiao Song stuck out his tongue. He thought Xiao Qian was praising his potential or something, "Xiao Qian... can I still call you like this?"

Mu Qian had a straight face: "No, I'll call you a few more times."

"Mr. Xiao Qian..."

"I'll go... forget it, let it go."

"Hehe, I haven't finished asking yet. These questions must be reported!" Song Shijing returned to her seriousness, "Are you really seventeen years old?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Qian was also speechless. Why did he answer these boring questions from this idiot demon-removing master?

In order to divert her gaze, Lord Demon King took out a 'glowing glass ball' from his pocket. Song Shijing was indeed attracted by the attention, "What is this?"

"Didn't you see it just now?"

Mu Qian clicked casually, and the glass ball slowly floated in front of him and Song Shijing, projecting flashing lights and shadows. It was like a film that had been magnified dozens of times. It was a coherent and complete story, Pang Sanlang's life.

Song Shijing suddenly realized that she was a little amazed at Mu Qian's ability, "How powerful are you?"

"You can hit you Kunwu Mountain with one punch." Mu Qian's fingers kept sliding, looking for the scenes he was interested in.

Song Shijing rolled her eyes, but naturally didn't take it to her heart. She just felt that he was deliberately angry with her. Soon, her eyes were also attracted by the shaking light and shadow in front of her, and she looked quietly.

Mu Qian was walking forward like a walk, and the light and shadow surrounded him, which made Song Shijing follow him involuntarily.

It is still very exciting to think about peeping at other people's lives.

"Finally found it," Mu Qian paused his fingers, paused a somewhat blurred light and shadow, and magnified it.

"What is this?" Song Shijing asked subconsciously.

Mu Qian's voice was a little more emotional, "They just met, and the humans and demons."

...

My parents think this job is very promising and is also very tall by friends.

Pang Sanlang's life is to record the data of several experimental subjects and then drink tea and read books all day long. The research institute is full of experts in his 50s, and he is located in a slightly remote suburb. He doesn't have much social activities, so... he has been single all the time.

Although his life seems a bit concise and he can enter the blind date army after he makes some scientific research results, he longs for love, for the collision of youth, and for the full-scale love.

Therefore, every night he would hide in a single apartment in his dormitory, enjoying some pictures and videos that made him feel excited and various hormones accelerated secretion.

Who hasn't been when he was young!

It was a snowy night. Pang Sanlang prepared his new and sufficient spirit, but found that the toilet paper and the pumping were finished at the same time...

Destined to be like that, he came out in a convenience store wearing a coat with a pack of toilet paper. When he walked home in the wind and snow, he met a girl who fainted on the side of the road.

She seemed drunk, wearing only a short skirt and shirt. Under the dim street lights, her snow-white thighs almost blended with the snow.

Her long hair covered her eyes.

Gudu, Pang Sanlang swallowed... and walked up... and shouted a few times, and then he struggled for a few minutes before he carried the girl on his back.

In this kind of weather, it is easy to get frostbite outside.

"Sure enough, man." Song Shijing rolled her eyes and complained from the side with a strange aura.

Mu Qian raised his eyebrows, but couldn't argue, so he continued to watch.

After entering the apartment and putting it on, the girl also showed her beautiful face, as if every inch of her skin was luring an energetic young man to commit crimes...

These scenes are memories recorded by Pang Sanlang's perspective; and I don't know how many times his eyes slid from the girl's face to the chest...

Then, he pulled the quilt up and covered her...

After testing her body temperature and checking her physical condition, she found that she seemed drunk, or to be more precise, she was anesthetized. Pang Sanlang also thought about calling the police, but he saw the traces on the girl's hands and feet, and remembered some rumors he heard in the Biological Institute...

He pulled the curtains tighter.

‘Oh, forget it, if you are scolded, you are not a man. Taking advantage of others' danger, it will insult my reputation as Sanlang." Pang Sanlang's heart floated in the forest.

That was very difficult for Pang Sanlang.

Almost four times he had already gritted his teeth and stood up... and then sat aside, took the girl's temperature, checked her breathing, and determined her vital signs.

Gradually, the picture became dark and flashed by. This was falling asleep.

"What's wrong with the man?" Mu Qian looked at Song Shijing and asked provocatively.

Song Shijing rolled her eyes, "This is pretty good! If you want you, you will definitely commit a crime!"

"How about you try it? The next one is a love story, nothing is good to watch." Mu Qianshou went through many plots directly.

From the next day when Pang Sanlang woke up and found a knife on his neck, to the time he spent a morning communicating with the girl with a fierce look, to the time he spent a month getting along with each other, and on a night when he drank too much beer, the two couldn't help falling in love...

Song Shijing's face was red. Although Mu Qian had moved quickly to pass some pictures, she still saw some...

Mu Qian took a quick look and concluded: "The next year and a half are a bit the same."

"Currently? What are they doing?"

"You guess." Mu Qian laughed.

"Hate, you're serious! You're still a high school student! Your thoughts are so complicated!" Song Shijing stomped her feet and suddenly realized that she had walked to somewhere without realizing it.

She followed Mu Qian and kept walking, and she felt no uneasy.

"It's obvious that you're thinking too much, why am I not serious anymore?" Mu Qian pointed a few times, and some pictures appeared again.

I have practiced it now, and I was ashamed and ashamed just now.

Mu Qian found a clearer clip and murmured: "This should be the process of their discovery by the demon-eliminating master and fighting later... Hum?"

Mu Qian frowned, and Song Shijing's little brows also gathered together.

Gradually, Mu Qian's face became worse and worse. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!