Urban Demon Slayer

Chapter 841: Furious Feng Jiujiu

After Lu Jun left, the white-clawed eagle continued to guard the wild boar king and applied the herbs he carried with him.

Sure enough, in less than a while, the wild boar king woke up.

“King Pig! King Pig!” The white-clawed eagle rushed up excitedly, and tears were about to flow out.

“Fuck you, I’m not dead, why are you crying?!” The wild boar king slapped over and shot the white-clawed eagle flying out.

“What about that kid?!” The wild boar king stood up and stared at the surroundings.

“I was taken away by Lord Beihuang!” White Claw Eagle got up tremblingly, and quickly talked about what happened just now.

“Fuck you, who asked you to call Lord Beihuang? I just lost for a while, but it’s not like I can’t kill that kid!” The Wild Boar King roared, grabbed the White Claw Eagle and was about to slap a few more He slapped his face to relieve his anger, and immediately remembered the previous battle.

He is really not Wang Qianchen’s opponent!

If Lu Jun hadn’t arrived in time, he would have died at his hands.

The Wild Boar King gritted his teeth, threw the white-clawed eagle aside, and said coldly, “Master Beihuang really caught him to Feng Jiujiu?”

The white-clawed eagle nodded: “Yes!”

“Deserving it!” The Wild Boar King scolded fiercely, “What about the mountains, if Feng Jiujiu wants you to die, you won’t live until dawn!”

He is the mountain realm, and he knows how difficult it is for a monster to cultivate to the mountain realm. It is definitely incomparable with those spirits of all things who are born with an advantage. Now he is about to die, but he does not feel sorry, but feels very happy.

The wild boar king transformed into a human form and instinctively touched his body.

“Hey, where’s my phone?”

The wild boar king looked around and found the phone that fell on the ground. He immediately picked it up and checked it. He found that there was a call record not long ago, and the call time was more than one minute and ten seconds.

this number…

The wild boar king’s expression froze, and he immediately dialed it.

The gloomy voice sounded again: “Why are you calling again?”

The wild boar king didn’t know what happened just now, so he could only tentatively ask: “Did we talk? I was knocked unconscious by accident, and I kind of forgot what we said before.”

The other party scolded for a while, but still repeated the content.

“Okay, okay, I remembered, Xi Wu of the ‘Bada Shanren’, and then told Lord Beihuang…” The wild boar king memorized it by heart.

After hanging up the phone, the wild boar king already understood in his heart that Wang Qianchen must have been impersonating just now, and listened to all these things, but he didn’t take it seriously, just sneered: “So what if I know, anyway, I’m going to die in Feng Jiu. Nine hands!”

…

South, Qingluan Mountain.

On the tall sycamore tree, the dark mountain wind was blowing constantly. Feng Jiujiu had already fallen asleep, and suddenly heard the sound of “huhu” in the air, and immediately opened his eyes.

It looks like a face of only fourteen or fifteen years old, but a pair of eyes are extremely deep and sophisticated.

“Whoohoo-”

The voice continued to come. A red-faced man stepped on the red flames under his feet, and held a comatose young man in his hand. He quickly came to Feng Jiujiu and was suspended in the air.

“Nan Huang, didn’t disturb your rest?” Lu Jun said with a smile.

Feng Jiujiu saw Wang Qianchen in Lu Jun’s hand at a glance, and her heart suddenly ‘squeaked”.

“What’s going on?” Feng Jiujiu pointed at him and asked immediately.

“I burned it with the real fire of Samadhi.” Lu Jun smiled and said: “If you didn’t want to live, I would have killed him directly!”

“Why?” Feng Jiujiu looked puzzled.

“Why?” Lu Jun was taken aback.

“Why did you burn him with the true fire of Samadhi?” Feng Jiujiu couldn’t hold back the anger in her heart. This is the demon king she valued, nurtured, and waited for for a long time!

“Didn’t he kill the two ling masters under your command? Let me teach him a lesson!” Lu Jun quickly explained that Feng Jiujiu’s emotions were a little wrong.

“Am I using you?”

“…”

Lu Jun held his breath a little, but it was not surprising.

He had long known that no matter how good he was, if several demon emperors found fault with him, no one would be able to stop him.

Lu Jun sighed softly and said, “Okay, I’m nosy! Nanhuang, I’ll bring you here, what to do with you is up to you. It’s getting late, so I’ll go first. already.”

Lu Jun put Wang Qianchen on the treetop next to him, cupped his hands, and made a gesture to leave.

“Wait a minute.” Feng Jiujiu stopped him.

“Is there anything else?” Lu Jun faintly had a bad feeling.

“Lord Beihuang.” Seeing Wang Qianchen’s unconscious appearance, Feng Jiujiu laughed in anger, showing her innocent face, and said softly, “I want to beat you now, but I don’t know if you will give birth to me. gas?”

“Southern Emperor…”

Just as Lu Jun was about to say something, Feng Jiujiu suddenly rushed out, grabbed his collar with one hand, and clenched into a fist with the other.

“Bang bang bang-”

“Bang bang bang-”

Feng Jiujiu beat Lu Jun violently in the air. The seemingly weak and boneless, white and delicate fists actually punched into the flesh, and the effect exploded!