Chapter 178: "Pig" on the palm 2

Chapter 178 "Pig" on the palm 2
In this way, Yan Zhengya tracked the weasel demon in the evening and came to Xiao Zhoushan. At this time Xiao Zhoushan was gradually shrouded in darkness, and Yan Zhengya squatted on the ground to look at something on the circling mountain road.
It can't be wrong, this demon gas is also mixed with a touch of alcohol.
How much wine did the weasel drink secretly? Even if you steal someone’s wine and drink, why do you fart at them so unqualified? Is it strange if people don't hold grudges? Yan Zhengya complained in her heart, carefully identifying the direction of the demon, and then continued to go deep into Xiaozhou Mountain.
As Zhengya deepened, another strange aura in the mountains caught his attention. This aura was different from the demon aura, but more refined than the demon aura. The color of the demon aura was light red, and this aura, It's black.
Intuitively telling herself that she had a dangerous aura, Yan Zhengya immediately picked up the spirit of twelve minutes, spit out the dog's tail grass in her mouth, and pinched two charms from her chest in her hand.
The deep grass in front of him moved, and a yellow and white thing sprang out and disappeared quickly.
It is the weasel little demon! Zhengya was overjoyed, and quickly followed.
A fire talisman in his hand flew forward, igniting the deep grass in front of him with a bang, Yan Zhengya leaped forward, and the peach wood sword behind it moved out of the sheath. Following Yan Zhengya's control, he flew straight towards the weasel demon .
Seeing that there was a wooden sword in front of the weasel little demon and a fire symbol behind it, the little demon fell on the ground with a strange cry in his mouth, and his belly quickly swelled. With a loud noise, yellow smoke filled the surrounding area, and the stench was difficult. smell.
"Fuck it!" Yan Zhengya quickly held her breath and fart if she didn't agree with her. Do you have any quality?
Yan Zhengya fingered the sword, and the manipulator Taomu Sword chased the fleeing weasel again. He had been rid of the demon for many years. He had seen too much of this kind of blinding and hallucinating. The Taomu sword followed the monster and flew all the way to the mountains. go with.
After chasing for about a stick of incense, the weasel seemed to be exhausted, and while looking back at the distance of the mahogany sword, he ran wildly, and accidentally hit the sharp stone in front of him, screamed, unconscious, oh, wrong , It is unconscious.
Yan Zhengya came afterwards, opened the Demon Falling Universe Bag around her waist, and loaded the weasel demon inside. He nodded in satisfaction, um, ten taels of silver are available. No, we have to let the weasel give up smelling it in front of the client. Hey, this is a little bit difficult. But it is not impossible. Forget it, don't want to, think of a solution at that time.
It was getting late and late, he took out the compass, set the position of the mountain pass, and went out slowly.
As he walked to a place more than a mile away from the mountain pass, the peach wood sword trembled twice behind him, and the faint demon spirit immediately attracted Yan Zhengya's attention.
Is there a demon? Yan Zhengya raised her eyebrows slightly, followed the evil spirit, turned a corner, and fumbled down the valley.
The demonic energy grew stronger, Yan Zhengya trembled in her heart, and took the peach wood sword in her hand. There was a deep grassland in front of her, and something was rustling inside.
He used the tip of his sword to open the deep grass in front of him, and a small tuft of black did not know what was hiding there.
Yan Zhengya tentatively poked with the sword, and with a bang, the black thing trembled suddenly, revealing a pink nose.
Both parties were shocked, Zhengya shrank back, and the little pink nose jumped up in shock.
With this jump, Yan Zhengya can see clearly, this is a...pig?
That's right, a swarthy pig, with a pink nose and black peasy eyes, was looking at him in shock. A chubby body, four small pig's feet, and a small curled tail.
It turned out to be just an ordinary black pig, Yan Zhengya let go, took a deep breath, and patted her heart.
The little black pig didn't dare to move and shrank and looked at Zhengya not far away.
　 (Tianmiao has already come to this world, but I will release it tomorrow. This time the destined person, ah no, this time the destined pig is our little black pig.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)