Lou Jinchen felt that his eyes grew in his flesh, in his internal organs, and in the sea of ​​Qi. Clusters of lotus flowers grew in the sea of ​​Qi, but the lotus pods in the lotus were actually eyes.

What made Lou Jinchen even more frightened was that his eyes seemed to be out of control, and he seemed to run out like the eyeballs he had seen.

It seemed to turn inside and look into his body.

If someone was in front of Lou Jinchen, he would see his eyes turning white.

Although Lou Jinchen was shocked, he was not panicked.

To conquer your mind, first burn the eye lotus in the sea of ​​qi cleansing, and then start to refine the eye lotus in the body by refining the body orifices.

He stood there without moving because he believed that Master Ji would never be blocked by the black hair for too long.

It was at this moment that the black hair was dispersed by three paper swords, and the light of the mirror shone into it again, covering the county king. The eyes on the county king had no effect on Master Ji outside, because he was shining by the light of the mirror, and each pair of eyes looked outside, as if he saw himself.

The county lord began to frantically, his body twisted, and his eyes began to peel off.

Master Ji had sadness in his eyes, but he was not ruthless.

...

There is a secret room in the merchant house of Shushui City. In this secret room, a man wearing a black and white face stood in front of a statue of a god.

This statue is all black, and in the middle of a rigid and rough face, there is a huge one-eyed one-eyed bright red, and the one-eyed one-eyed suddenly burst out, as if there was originally a huge wooden tumor here, with the lines of the eye pupils engraved on the wooden tumor.

Small eyes in other places form a pattern. If someone has researched the stars, he will find that these eyes are considered stars, which is a star map.

Although the huge bloody eyes are at the highest point, the small eyes below seem to be guarding it and surrounding it. It is like the most bloody and grandest one in a "sea of ​​eyes".

There are eyes drawn on the ground and at the top of the secret room, but these eyes seem to have been opened into magic circles. At the top of the secret room, it also looks like a starry sky map, and at this moment, a mysterious glimmer is flashing.

The man wearing a black and white face was covered in darkness, and there was a person next to him, Xu Xin. In addition, there were many people wearing different animal masks, kneeling on both sides, leaving a passage on the statue at the exit of the underground secret room.

At this time, from the steps at the entrance of the underground secret room, eyes with tentacles quickly climbed in, and then climbed onto the statue of the god, fitting into those eyes, becoming the eyeballs in it.

Xu Xin looked at the statue of the god that had been worshipped in his village for hundreds of years, and his heart was filled with all kinds of feelings.

The statue of the god that was left there before was put in the back to hide its purpose. The statue of the god that had truly enjoyed the incense for more than a hundred years had been moved here.

The best choice for the arrival of the God of Sword-Eyes is a statue of God soaked in incense, which can truly carry His divine will and last forever to enjoy the incense.

Xu Xin only knew about this today. She couldn't help but feel sad for the county lord outside. It turned out that he was just a chess piece used by others, but the unveiler of the arrival of the God of Wei's Eyes. He thought he would become the great sacrifice for the God of Wei's Eyes, but in fact it was an abandoned son who attracted Master Ji's attention and disturbed Master Ji's mood.

If he really survives successfully, he will not be able to become a great sacrifice. He will only become a medicine man. His flesh and blood, his eyes will become secret food sects and rush to master medicine. Moreover, the people of the God Sacrifice Sect will not be able to practice this. Many people of the God Sacrifice Sect will definitely cut off the flesh on their bodies to eat in order to understand some magical methods.

Not long after, the statue was covered with eyeballs, leaving only the huge bloody eye.

At this time, one eyeball crawled into it, another crawled in, eighteen eyes crawled in in a row, stacked together, and opened into layers of compound eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes that came in climbed onto the wall and merged into the eye patterns.

When all eyes have eyeballs, this secret room immediately becomes terrifying.

The tall man in black and white dressed in black and white also knelt down. In front of him was a man incense burner, with a stick of incense stick inside the burner and a sacrifice pot.

Xu Xin also knelt aside. He saw the man in black wearing a facial taken out a document from his arms. The document should have written a sacrificial text. How can a real sacrificial text be without a sacrificial text?

The tribute is a praise, an invitation, and it is also a determination of the identity of the coming master of the strange-eyed god, and it is also a determination of each other's identities.

Xu Xin didn't know who this person was, but he only knew that everyone called him to supervise the Lord.

Listening to him chanting the sacrificial text in his ears, his heart began to be in a daze.

...

In the swimming city, the neighborhood where the poor live is the most chaotic, followed by the dock. In the homes of wealthy people, there are occasionally screams and crying one or two, but they are relatively quiet, but they are also closely guarding the doors. They all know some common sense of magic at home.

The door of Deng's mansion was knocked.

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

The knocking on the door was very urgent. At this time, someone came to knock on the door. The doorman inside did not dare to open the door easily, and he didn't even dare to look at it, because the wife had already told her before that at this critical moment, don't look around, and don't talk to the unknown casually.

First, he went to the butler to report to the door. He also knocked on the door, but it was a three-short and one long way. Outside the door, there was a three-short and one short sound that responded immediately.

The housekeeper had already felt relieved. Only those from Deng Ding's direct line knew about this code. The person who came back at this time was likely to be the head of the family, so he asked, "But the master is back."

"I am Deng Ding, open the door quickly." A voice came from outside the door. When the butler heard it, he immediately opened the door. However, when he opened the door, he saw not only Deng Ding, but also two people, one of them was a boy and an old man. The old man stood there with a light in his hand, looking thin and weak, with thin hair, and a robe that was a bit unfit for his body.

"Young Master, you are back, is this?" The butler looked at the two people behind.

"This is my master, Huo Ling Temple, and that is my senior brother Shang Gui'an." Deng Ding said. Shang Gui'an became his senior brother because he first cultivated magic.

"I have met the viewer, please come in quickly." The butler quickly let the door open. The viewer nodded and walked in. Shang Gui'an followed behind, while Deng Ding was at the end.

After entering, someone led the way in front of him, and the butler asked anxiously: "Young Master, why are you coming into the city at this time?"

"My master was invited by Master Ji to enter the city to quell the rebellion." Deng Ding said.

"Ah, the master of the temple is here to calm the chaos, that's great." said the housekeeper.

The master nodded with a reserved look. In fact, he didn't know the specific arrangements. He just wrote to Master Ji, hoping that he could enter the city and deal with those of the Secret Spirit Sect who took the opportunity to cause trouble. If he couldn't find anyone, he would find a place to guard him.

He naturally came to Deng's mansion. Perhaps because Master Ji knew his personality, he did not ask him to do anything complicated.

On the other side, Qingluogu Hua Xiaoxiao and his disciple Miao Qingqing were walking at the end of the streets and alleys. There was an eyeball crawling in front of them, and it was heading in one direction.

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I was disturbed to write tonight, and it was over ten o'clock again, and the words were a little short.

"Brother Chen!"

"Um!"

When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and a different tranquility is presented in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.

The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.
Chapter completed!