Chapter 1068: Meet Yumian Fengjun again

Ghost Town, this is a human town adjacent to the southern country. There are not many residents. Most of them are human monks and merchants who risk their lives to make money.
Dongfang Huaizhu took a task from Yiqidao League to help the owner of a grocery store in this small town to eliminate the demon.
The bounty is one thousand taels of silver.
"Running this far, the bounty is only a thousand taels of silver, so boring." Xiao Tian grabbed a wave of gold soul coins, and said rather lonely and helplessly.
A pair of small hands quickly snatched a lot of Golden Soul Coins from Xiao Tian's hand.
"Wow, you edible guy is so rich and didn't take it out early! It's bad! Sister, look, can a gold coin be worth how much silver?"
Dongfang Huaizhu smiled and said, "The main reason for taking the task here is not for money. My father is getting older and older. Someone must take over at Shenhuoshan Village, so we are here for experience."
Oriental Qin Lan counted the Golden Soul Coins, and said with a smile: "That elder sister has experience, I count the money, Xiaotian hurriedly come to a few cups of Coke to keep my sister in good shape so as to kill the demon."
Xiao Tian couldn't help rolling his eyes. He thought that Dongfang Qin Lan was a foodie, but he didn't even think he was a small money fan.
"I think it can."
"Xiaotian, you are not allowed to take action when you encounter a monster, otherwise I won't be able to experience the effect." Dongfang Huaizhu knew that Xiao Tian was very strong, anyway, compared to Jin Ren Feng.
"No problem, Qin Lan, let's just eat melon and watch the show."
"Ah! I said why the watermelon in the kitchen was reduced by half yesterday, and it was stolen by you! My sister said that I ate it! I knew you were the foodie!" Xiao Tian, ​​who looked at the real watermelon, made Dongfang Qin Lan's eyes red. Up.
"somebody is coming."
Xiao Tian saw that he was an acquaintance, the jade face Fengjun Ximen blowing sand.
"The three are from the Shenhuo family?" Ximen Blowsha saw the iconic eyebrows of Dongfang Qin Lan and Dongfang Huaizhu, and recognized their identities.
Because Xiao Tian had changed so much in the past four or five years, Ximen Chusha could not recognize that Xiao Tian was once the precious young master Tu Shan had helped him.
"Xiaotian, elder sister, who is this uncle?" Dongfang Qin Lan drank iced Coke and glanced at the guy holding the white feather fan.
"I don't know." Xiao Tian shook his head. He hadn't seen him in four or five years. Ximen Blowsha didn't become much stronger, he was still so weak.
"Sorry, you have admitted the wrong person." Dongfang Huaizhu did not indicate his identity considering the coveting of the people of the world to destroy the demon and the sacred fire, and the greed for the blood of the Eastern Spirit Race.
Ximen Buffalo looked at the three of them for a few moments, and said with a smile: "The ghost town has not been peaceful recently. Several people have to be careful when they come here to eliminate demons."
"Thank you for reminding." Dongfang Huaizhu took Xiao Tian, ​​and Dongfang Qin Lan immediately walked away, obviously wary of Ximen's words.
Before long, the three of them arrived at the destination of the demon removal mission.
"Salty and light grocery store"
"Hey, I almost thought it was a shop opened by Superman." Xiao Tian muttered, leaning against the closed grocery store with his white eyes, only to see three dead bodies inside.
"We were late and the people inside were dead."
"Xiaotian, what are you talking about, the person inside is dead, then how do we get rid of the demon?" Dongfang Qin Lan curled her lips.
"Go in and take a look." Dongfang Huaizhu was a little uneasy after hearing Xiao Tian's words.
As the door was forcibly kicked open, the dense dust mixed with decay and a faint special scent came over.
"Disperse." Xiao Tian waved his palm, blowing away the dust and other breath with the wind spurred by mana.
"Xiaotian is right, we are late." Dongfang Huaizhu saw the skinny corpse with its blood drained and few hairs. He took out the task list, and the task publisher was one of them.