I Am a Professional Hunter

　　 "Little Jiang! Get away!"

　　 Qin Wen felt the dirty thing bypassing him, without hesitation, he took out a packet of salt and tore it open, splashing it towards Xiao Jiang.

　　The table salt spread out in the air, covering the past overwhelmingly, and the salt spreading was rated as a spiritual skill by the system, which naturally had a little effect. A large piece of salt quickly fell on the ground, but a small part of it seemed to be on the ground. The falling speed was obviously slower than the other salt. It slowly floated in the air and outlined a humanoid monster.

　　 Why is it a monster, because those salt grains exposed the outline of the thing. Although it is roughly the shape of a human, the limbs are divided into countless small pieces, and some of the fractures are not aligned, floating up and down.

　　 The monster seemed to be disturbed a little, and the speed was a bit slower, which made Xiao Jiang catch a rare opportunity. He quickly swallowed the feeling of vomiting, and didn't dare to waste time looking back, and rolled directly on the spot, pulling away from the thing.

　　 In just one or two seconds, the salt was all spilled on the ground, and the thing became hidden again, no longer affected by the slightest.

　　 "This is too useless!"

　　 Qin Wen yelled aloud, took out the peach wood sword from the bag, took out a bag of salt again with his left hand, apart from anything else, it was a burst of flowers scattered by the goddess.

　　 "Little Jiang! Put it on!"

　　 The monster was covered with salt again, Qin Wen tore off his apron and threw it to Jiang Wenming. He has inspiration and can have a weak influence on the spirit body, but Xiao Jiang does not. He is as powerless as ordinary people in front of ghosts. Although Qin Wen was scared, he couldn't bear it. He pulled the kind-hearted Xiao Jiang into the mess and couldn't just kill him.

"what?"

　　 Xiao Jiang took the apron, but he still didn't react. He didn't know what was happening now. For him, ghosts were not something he could touch at all.

　　 "Don't be shocked and wear it! Put it on and help me!"

　　 Qin Wen wanted to cry without tears. He knew nothing about the monster in front of him, but he could only bite his scalp and rush towards the human figure wrapped in salt grains in front of him.

　　 The peach wood sword in his hand is flying fast, but obviously, the five yuan "peach wood sword" on the floor will not have any substantial effect. The wooden sword slid quickly, but it was no different from Slashing Air. The spirit body was not affected at all, and even walked towards Qin Wen with the wooden sword's attack. Without the apron, the "deliciousness" on Qin Wen's body was exuding. Coming out made him extremely alluring.

　　 "parallel imports!"

　　 Qin asked the fact that the fire stick in his hand was useless, and threw it out, punched it! This time it worked! Although Qin Wen, who has a basic inspiration, cannot touch the spirit body like a normal person, he can feel the feedback like a magnet repulsive force. He punches it down, as if he is in a water tank, and can obviously feel what he has hit. thing!

　　 However, after all, he is a junior, and Qin Wen's physical fitness is not very strong. Yang Qi is not as strong as Xiao Jiang, and it is not enough to fight against the real evil spirit.

At this time, the flowers all over the ground were trampled down, and the weird "click" sounded again, stopping in front of Qin Wen's eyes. Qin Wen's fist was effective, but it was like a bear kid in preschool. It is not only unscathed, but even a little comfortable to use a set of combined punches for adults.

　　 The invisible spirit body seemed to feel boring, strangling Qin Wen's throat, and slowly lifting him up.

　　 "Cough! Why can you touch me..."

　　 Qin Wen deeply feels the cruelty of reality, this rule is not fair at all! At this moment, he seemed to be hung around his neck by an invisible rope, his face was swollen, blue veins burst, and the purple color gradually spread across his face, unable to breathe.

　　 At the very moment, Jiang Wenming put on his apron. Although he didn't know the situation at all, the fact that Qin Wen suddenly took off on the spot was an iron fight. It cannot be denied. Xiao Jiang didn't hesitate too much, as soon as he gritted his teeth and raised his arms, he ran into Qin Wen's direction.

　　 Qin asked the tighter and tighter the neck, his hands were frantically scratching in the air, but he couldn't catch anything. Just before losing consciousness, Xiao Jiang roared and killed him. He himself had no influence, but the evil spirit on his apron had affected the spirit body. Qin Wen seemed to hear a scream, and then the strength to choke his neck suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

　　 "Cough! Go, go out first, then call the police!"

Qin Wen almost fainted. At this time, he was a little out of energy. Xiao Jiang helped him, and the two quickly leaned up the stairs. At this time, both of them were in shock, especially Xiao Jiang. For the first time in his life, he saw such a bizarre thing. He also heard the scream, obviously there was nothing, but he seemed to have broken something.

　　 Although he is strong, his legs are weak at this time, and he is no better than Qin asked.

The evil spirit of 　　 apron wrapped the two people, protecting them from evil intrusion and temporarily safe. They walked up the stairs, although their legs were weak, they still accelerated as much as they could.

　　 The two supported each other and climbed up quickly, but Qin Wen's heart sank, and the moonlight at the entrance was gone!

　　Sure enough, the two reached the end, but the closet did not know when it would be sealed again. Xiao Jiang anxiously kicked the closet, but the metal closet did not move. The loud noise continued for a moment, and Xiao Jiang's attention was completely focused on how to break open the closet, so that he didn't pay attention to his side.

　　 A figure emerged from a hidden hole beside the passage, and a ray of cold light flashed in his hand.

　　 Jiang Wenming didn't notice all this, but Qin Wen did.

　　 "Little Jiang!"

　　 Qin Wen let out a roar, his body moved faster than his brain, and a sideways wanted to knock Jiang Wenming away, but the figure was faster, a little cold, and cut through the skin~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and pierced into the flesh and blood.

"elder brother!"

　　 Xiao Jiang was startled and turned his head, but only vaguely saw Qin Wen stabbed in the shoulder in the darkness, blocking a knife for himself.

　　 "Fuck you!"

Xiao Jiang lost his simple and honest appearance, his eyes were red, watching Qin Wen lose his balance and fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs. With a roar, he grabbed the arm of the dark shadow, and greeted the opponent with an iron fist with his right hand like a storm. It was too dark, most of the fists hit the wall, Xiao Jiang's right fist was bloody, but only a few hits made the black figure tottering.

"NS..."

　　 Qin Wen hugged his head with his hands, rolled down the stairs and fell back into the basement. He could feel multiple bruises all over his body, the sharp pain that his bones were about to break, and the boiling hotness of his left shoulder, slowly spreading and soaking the clothes.

　　 "Crazy woman..."

　　 Qin Wen's consciousness gradually dissipated. Before he was stabbed, he saw the black shadow's face. It was Su Xueqing, who did not know when he came back, who stabbed Qin Wen, and it was the knife she took from the kitchen bar.

Qin Wen raised her head strenuously and looked into the passage. Xiao Jiang was still punching frantically, while the knife was still stuck in Qin Wen's shoulder, which made Su Xueqing not have the strength to fight back until she suddenly grabbed a handful. The powder was sprinkled on Xiao Jiang's face.

　　 The coldness of the nine quiet forests spread, Qin Wen felt the cold feeling not far away, accompanied by a strange clicking sound, slowly approaching him.

"damn it..."

　　 Qin Wen felt cold for a while, as if something hugged him from behind, causing his body temperature to drop instantly. Qin Wen cursed secretly, and lost consciousness helplessly.

　　 And Xiao Jiang's fists were getting weaker and weaker. Eventually, his legs weakened and he fell on the stairs and couldn't get up again.