Under the mountain, there are many weird people outside the thick fog.

Men, women and children of all ages have different shapes, but they all look evil or devilish, not normal.

Taking advantage of the dense fog occasionally being blown by the mountain wind and looking up for a short period of time, I could see a beautiful and luxurious building, which was covered by the dense fog in an instant.

The mysterious mountain fog, the inexplicable pavilion.

It stands to reason that the level of the formation can be seen from the details of the fog, but many monsters and monsters can't see the traces of the formation. It looks like a natural formation, which is incredible.

On the top of the mountain, in the shop on the first floor.

A white enthusiastically helped to pack the straight knife and presented a two-foot-long string as a gift.

The fat-headed cats stood on the threshold with their front paws, as if they wanted to stand up and look at the demons under the mountain.

Bai Yujun rushed to the gunpowder weapon counter.

I took out an antique pistol as an exhibit. The arc of the handle made of precious wood is just right. Of course, carvings and decorations are indispensable. Originally, a flintlock bolt was used. It is troublesome to fill, so it can only be used as an exhibit.

"Lord Qianhu, your enemies are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

While talking, he was busy, pouring gunpowder into the barrel of the gun and pressing it with a push rod, and then filling it with projectiles, his little hands were very skilled.

Ge Qianhu was so embarrassed and guilty.

"Sorry, it's Ge who has implicated the shopkeeper. Let me handle the matter under the mountain."

Unexpectedly, a certain Bai was stunned when he heard the words, his hand pressing the projectile stopped, and he looked at Ge Qianhu with a serious expression.

"Don't get me wrong, even if the Demon King comes, you can't make the store look like it. In fact, the more lively the better, I can take this opportunity to advertise to attract more business."

"…"

Ge Qianhu felt speechless.

She was framed by design and attracted countless demons to hunt and kill, in the eyes of the mysterious shop owner, her business is not as good as her...

Wanting to say something, the owner had already jumped out of the door, and the tiger-headed cat ran ahead.

A certain Bai waved his hand to remove the fog, stood on the front steps of the building and imagined that the business would be booming in the future. The bright red skirt was particularly conspicuous, the fan was inserted into the back collar, and the small hands were playing with muskets.

Just as Ge Qianhu crossed the threshold, he saw the fat tiger-headed cat Peng transform into a giant beast Menghu.

"…"

The big demon has a strong demonic aura, and the Beast King's might can't help but feel fearful, secretly thinking that this beast is definitely a demon king in the wild!

Bai Yujun climbed on the back of the tiger skillfully.

No way, although standing on the steps condescending, but always a little less imposing.

The thick fog spread out to both sides, revealing the winding stone steps in the mountain forest. Groups of evil spirits and demons flocked to climb the mountain, floating in the air, jumping on the ground, and swinging on the ancient trees and boulders, a real group of demons dancing.

Ge Qianhu drew his sword and waited in earnest. He did not care to appreciate the magic of the treasured sword, and was ready to fight for life and death with many evil demons.

A white bowed his head and told Ge Qianhu some precautions.

"Although these gadgets are your enemies, since they came to my site, I have the final say."

The gunpowder gun is turned twice in the hand, and the style of the fan is quite strange with the collar behind the back.

"You can kill a few, but you can't kill them all. You can just watch from the side. Our store will keep you safe within the store. You will be a customer in the store before you leave the thick fog. If something goes wrong, my store will also How to go on?"

He waved his hand to block what Ge Qianhu was about to say.

"Just a few little evil spirits, don't take it seriously."

When Ge Qianhu heard this, he didn't know how to express his expression, so he simply put his sword back in its sheath and stood aside silently.

Ge Qianhu was silent here, and a certain evil cultivator who had just climbed the mountain also heard the words just now, and the gray and twisted ghost air of the imperial envoy under his feet flew in the air, as if his feet were stepping on dozens of screaming and wailing faces. Its complexion is blue, and its eyes are red. Perhaps the practice of evil methods has led to confusion and irritability.

Ge Qianhu, who was next to him, was shocked when he saw that evil repairer.

"Be careful! He..."

As before, the situation changed before the words were finished.

Peng's voice

, the head of the evil cultivator, who was entrusting the ghost to the air, actually exploded, like an egg that was exposed to the sun for seven, seven and forty-nine days in the dog days.

A certain Bai blinked his eyes, and the unlucky evil cultivator used the technique of restraining the soul when he met. Using this technique, he could forcefully pull the soul of a living creature out to devour it and increase his cultivation.

Obviously, since none of the great powers of the Great Wilderness have the idea of ​​​​forcibly dragging the dragon soul, it means that it will not work at all.

Fat Tiger glanced at the headless body that fell to the ground, shook his head in disappointment, too thin, and only a few pounds of meat were all bones.

Perhaps the death of the arrogant ghost repairer had a warning effect. The evil spirits who followed the mountain climbed together, curiously glanced at the mysterious pavilion and the little girl riding the giant beast, and by the way divided the assets of the headless corpse.

The building is very high, you can hear the sound of the mountain wind blowing through the eaves, the blue sky and white clouds, and the sun is very warm, which makes the color of the building more graceful.

Little girl in red dress, sandalwood slippers, a fan in the back collar...

The strange thing is that the giant tiger is quite powerful, and the fierce and powerful monster has a rare righteousness, and if you look closely, it will be more divinely blessed...

The fat tiger held his head high, his throat breathing like muffled thunder.

Bai Yujun rolled his eyes, and Fat Hu's big head blocked him.

Pat the tiger's back to signal sideways.

Who knew that Fat Tiger would be wrong, thinking it was to show himself, so he took a breath and the tiger screamed at the hills.

roar~!

It was deafening, such as the strong wind blowing in the face, making it unsteady to stand, and groups of low-level evil cultivators and ghosts retreated one after another, and even the gray evil energy they gathered was blown away by the wind, which almost made the evil spirits feel the sun. Spreading for dozens of miles, the beasts in the mountains were startled and trembling.

The evil spirits and ghosts who were headed by them were furious, and some evil spirits were low-key and cautious.

A black-robed man whose face was burned by flames took a step forward.

"Evil animals dare to be mad!"

While scolding Fat Tiger, he did not forget to squint at the few monsters next to him, which attracted a few glares at him.

After realizing it, the fat tiger moved twice and turned slightly to the side, which was convenient for his lord to speak, and he turned a blind eye to the clamor under the steps.

The evil cultivators and demons were noisy.

Bai Yujun sat sideways, ready to start his publicity speech.

"Quiet."

The menacing demons were still talking and arguing with each other.

Roll your eyes.

"Quiet now!"

It didn't work, it was still noisy.

Bai Yujun directly raised the antique gunpowder gun in his hand, opened the hammer, and aimed at the demon to select the target.

Fingers lightly pull the brass trigger.

The picture slows down, and you can see the hammer hitting the flash cap, sparks and smoke leaking slightly, and the compacted gunpowder in the gun chamber is ignited and pushes the projectile away from the barrel...

boom!

The antique gunpowder gun emitted a burst of fireworks, and the low-key evil cultivator in the opposite corner fell to his back like a heavy blow.

All the evil spirits turned their heads one after another, looking at the twitching evil cultivator on the ground, and then at the mysterious girl at the top of the steps.

The gunpowder and special projectiles that are combined with refining and technology work well.

Its power is not bad, even if it is used by ordinary people, it can easily kill ordinary evil spirits. The disadvantage is that it is troublesome to load. Bai Yujun doesn't care about the shortcomings.

Little hands waved the gunpowder.

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Xie Xiu, who was on the verge of death, struggled and raised his head.

"Why...why hurt me..."

There were many evil spirits shouting, but he was the only one who did not speak, and was beaten inexplicably.

He didn't understand why, it was totally unreasonable.

Bai Yujun looked at Xie Xiu with disgust. The skin on his face was delicate but pale, and there were fine stitches behind his ears and chin. Not only that, his hands, feet, and even the skin on his chest were all sewn up. The skin color is different, it is a seam skin evil.

This type of sorcery is very cruel and vicious. It is peeled alive to keep it fresh, and it needs to be replaced with new skins from time to time.

Especially when he looked at himself before, he dared to show greed, as if he was admiring a work of art.

Such a psychopathic evil can't stay, not to mention the real dragon face to face, the more evil the evil will die sooner, it is fate.

Bai Yujun put away the musket, and held the fan in the back of his neck in his hand.

"Long-winded, die quickly."

As soon as the words fell, the evil cultivator vomited blood and scattered.

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