It's late at night, and even the metropolis with bright lights and green willows on weekdays, it seems a bit quiet during this cold wind blowing.

In the apartment, Mo Fan pushed open his room exhausted and took a look at the messy clothes, snack packaging bags, socks...

He really had no intention of tidying up, so Mo Fan bumped his head on the bed and fell asleep.

The entrusting difficulty of the team of drug dealers is indeed very high. If they hadn't owned the Xuansnake Demon Armor, they might have fallen there.

No matter what, the commission was completed without being shamed by the Qingtian Hunter.

Mo Fan's magic energy was exhausted, so he covered his head and went to bed, and he didn't notice that the window was not closed.

...

After sleeping until dawn, Mo Fan was shining on his face by a ray of sunshine and woke up dazzlingly.

“Lin~~Lin~~~~~”

Little Yan Ji got up earlier than Mo Fan, stepped around the head of the bed, and passed by Mo Fan's face from time to time. The flames were stamped on her face, and she suddenly became energetic in a while in a state of half awake.

Mo Fan twisted up the troubled little Yan Ji and shot it on the little forehead. Little Yan Ji whimpered, and her short limbs were dancing in the air.

After feeding Xiao Yanji a fragment of the spirit seed, she calmed down. Mo Fan was still sore and tired all over her body.

Within a few seconds of covering the quilt, Mo Fan suddenly lifted it open, looking at this extremely neat room in surprise!

Even if you are tired, it does not mean that you have lost your memory. Mo Fan clearly remembers that the house was messy before going to bed, so why did it change when you wake up? There seemed to be a little scent of scent left in the room.

Mo Fan looked at Xiao Yanji who was squatting beside him gnawing "chocolate", and quickly shook his head and denied it. Just this guy, it would be good to make the house as good as the fire scene, so how could he clean it up? You know, after Xinxia left, the house had not been sorted out, and how many unsightly things had accumulated in the past two months...

"Liu Ru?" Mo Fan suddenly thought of something and stared at the already covered window.

After touching his neck again, Mo Fan felt a little tingling. After looking in the mirror, he found that there was only a small lip mark on his neck and there was no small hole...

Liu Ru seemed to know that Mo Fan had experienced a fierce battle and was extremely tired and did not suck his blood.

For more than two months, Mo Fan has noticed that every once in a while, there will be small wounds on his neck.

He guessed it was Liu Ru. She seemed to be able to feed on her own blood, but she didn't want to face herself in that way, so she would always come when she fell asleep late at night...

She never did not overdo it, nor did she have a trace of vampire greed. Losing part of her blood in a healthy state will promote blood circulation, just like donating blood. Liu Ru always controls her needs without affecting Mo Fan's physical health.

Looking at the closed window and a half-length lip mark on the neck, Mo Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Mo Fan knew that she was still in this city, and he also knew that she would stare at her from time to time. But Mo Fan did not expect that her original choice would be like this.

Even if she needs to survive by sucking her own blood in her life, she will not enter her own world and will not disturb her life at all...

...

...

The Nanling Mountains are vast, and even if you fly in the sky, you can't see the end of the continuous mountains.

Two pairs of wings composed of wind cyclones suddenly opened and were gliding past a white cloud. The four wind wings quickly cut open the white clouds, leaving a clear flying trace.

The owner of the wings was a half-long-haired stubborn man wearing a tattered military uniform full of blood that had been dry.

Below are millions of mountains, and there are countless pairs of green eyes between the forests and valleys staring at this bold and reckless human man flying through their airspace. However, no matter how many demon wolves gathered, there is no one who has the courage to really attack this human...

That's because the human man's right hand was twisted with a huge wolf head!!

The wolf has two horns on its head, and noble animal patterns on its forehead. Its terrifying fangs are exposed to the air...

It was cut off from the middle of the neck, and blood was still bleeding at the incision, and the bright blood fell into the mountains drop by drop. The human man took the blood as far as the distance, from this mountain range to the mountains to the east!

All the demon wolf creatures living in this mountain ridge dare not have the intention to kill. The wolf head that the human man twisted was their commander - the Winged Wolf!

He entered Wolf Ridge alone, and finally flew back to Bocheng with his head of the Winged Wolf.

When the military owl fell on Bocheng, countless people in Bocheng were already in tears, and the only thing that aroused in their hearts was admiration for this military mage!

"Zhenkong, you can disobey the military orders so much. Didn't I tell you that we will definitely find a way to wipe out the Demon Wolf tribe. If you do your own thing, if you die in a bad life, this Bocheng will be even more precarious..." Jiang Yu, the new military commander stationed in Bocheng, cursed.

Zhan Kong threw the head of the Winged Canglang to the ground and said indifferently: "When you wait for your life-threatening and fearful death, when will the millions of souls in Bocheng be able to rest in peace?"

"What did you say!!" Jiang Yu said furiously.

"What military rules do you want to deal with me? You can do whatever you want, and I will take the blame myself at that time." Zhan Kong did not stop, and the wind wings on his back remained in a state that they could fly into the sky at any time.

"Where are you going again!!" Jiang Yu shouted angrily when he saw that Zhan Kong didn't take him seriously.

"Go and find Salang." Zhan Kong said.

"That cardinal of the Black Holy See?" Jiang Yu was stunned.

Salang!

Many senior executives of the Magic Association would feel chilled when they heard this name!

Zhan Kong didn't say much. Even though he still had many scars on his body, he still flew into the sky...

The biggest hidden danger in this Bocheng has been eliminated, and the rest will be left to Jiang Yu.

...

Zhan Kong's eyes stared at the northwest direction, and the emotions mixed in his pupils seemed to be murderous.

This time I went to Nanling, not only angrily slashing the Winged Canglang, but also discovered an even more shocking conspiracy!

Salang’s real purpose is not Bocheng at all!!!

"Yu'er, if I can survive this time, I will definitely go to find you under the cracks in the Tianshan Mountains..."

"If not, please forgive me for breaking my promise."

"You know that Zhan Kong has never been afraid of anyone in his life, but this Salang, his methods are unprecedented in terror, and that kind of terror is enough to penetrate into my bone marrow..."

Zhan Kong's eyes were full of darkness, and he tightly held a half-breaked necklace in his hand.

The sky and the earth are vaguely connected, and the road ahead is uncertain.
Chapter completed!