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Chapter 509 The Heart to Eliminate Demons

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    "Are you reading a novel?" I said, "Is it possible that this gun can talk?"

    "He won't say anything, but after you use it for a long time, the gun will be as flexible as your hand. He can do whatever you want." The old beggar said.

    ??Subsequently, the old beggar exuded a very strong 'qi'.

    "The stab must be steady!" He took the gun and stabbed forward.

    "Block fast, chop hard!" The old beggar's three movements were very coherent and completed in one go.

    When he made the final chop, a burst of energy spread out around him.

    Immediately, all the wooden sticks holding prisoners inside the prison were shattered into dust.

    "Roar!"

    "Ah, free!"

    Suddenly, countless roars came from the dungeon.

    I was shocked when I heard that. I went and saw that this old beggar accidentally released all the people imprisoned here?

    ¡°The people detained in this place for a long time are all extraordinary.

    "Please be quiet, please!" the old beggar roared, and his temperament suddenly changed.

    "My disciples, what are you yelling about? I'll kill anyone who dares to run around." The old beggar had just finished speaking.

    A person has appeared at the entrance of the dungeon.

    Mr. Cui Fu.

    Cui Fujun looked vaguely angry at this time. He looked at the old beggar and yelled: "What do you want to do?"

    "Hey, your quality is not good. Let me test the quality for you. Hurry up and have someone repair it again. I'll help you keep an eye on these prisoners. There won't be any trouble." The old beggar's previous temperament suddenly disappeared and he said with a playful smile.

    "Huh." Cui Fujun shook his head slightly, turned and left.

    "Boy, keep practicing." After saying this, the old beggar threw the gun over.

    I took the gun and was very happy.

    Making a lot of money, making a lot of money, I always felt that this old beggar was powerful, but I didn¡¯t expect him to be so aggressive. With a loud roar, everyone in the dungeon stopped making trouble.

    ?? These three common movements, which originally felt boring when practiced, are now even more motivating.

    The efficiency of these ghost missions at Senhun Peak was very high. Less than ten minutes later, a large number of ghost missions came down to maintain order and then rebuilt some wooden sticks.

    ¡°When they were building it, I also saw that these wooden sticks all looked red on the outside, but they were all engraved with densely packed talismans. If it hadn¡¯t been for the rays of light emanating from these talismans during the construction, I wouldn¡¯t have even been able to spot them.

    After it was rebuilt, the old beggar specifically requested that my cell and his cell should not be separated from each other to save trouble.

    I naturally support this proposal with both hands.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????I finally picked up a thick leg, so naturally I need to use a condom to get closer).

    After practicing these three movements, a month passed in the blink of an eye. During this month, roast chicken was delivered every day, and the old beggar was very happy.

    "Master, I have been practicing these three movements for almost a month. Is the basic foundation sufficient?" I finished the gun practice and sat on the ground, panting and asking.

    "It's not enough, of course it's not enough. It's not enough for you to practice the basics of marksmanship for seven or eight years." The old beggar said.

    When I heard this, my face darkened: "Master, you won't let me practice for seven or eight years, right?"

    "Not that much, a year at most." The old beggar said.

    I scratched my hair helplessly, wanting to beat this old guy up. Wasn¡¯t this guy reluctant to let me go just because I was here and had roast chicken to eat? He actually made me practice for so long.

    Day after day passed, and there was no night or day in this underworld. Anyway, I was sleepy, so when I got up from sleep, I carved a mark on the wall, and then counted the marks to count the days.

    In a blink of an eye, seven months have passed.

    At this time, I can already perform the three basic movements of stabbing, blocking, and chopping smoothly and smoothly, and I have everything I need, but in the eyes of this old beggar, I still can't do it.

    That day, after I finished practicing these three movements, I sat down on the ground and asked the old beggar lying on the ground eating roast chicken: "Master, tell me, how long do I have to practice these basic movements?"

    "You tell Cui Fujun and the others to get some wine quickly. I haven't had a drink in many years." The old beggar suddenly said to me.

    When I heard this, I felt happy, could there be something going on?

    I opened the cell door, ran up, found a ghost servant, and asked him to bring some drinks down.

    The ghost here may have been greeted by Kunde, who is knowledgeable about such things.??Bing.

    Soon, two bottles of spirits and two plates of beef jerky were delivered.

    The old beggar and I leaned against the wall. He picked up the wine, took a sip and said, "This wine tastes really good."

    I took a sip and almost spit it out. It was too strong. When I drank it, it felt like fire was burning in my mouth.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Isn¡¯t this the alcohol given directly?

    "Isn't it delicious?" the old beggar asked.

    "It tastes so bad." I frowned and said, "Master, if you have a chance, come to the world of heaven. Disciple, I will show you some delicious and spicy food."

    "Hey, let's talk about it when we have a chance." The old beggar took another sip of wine and asked, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

    After hearing this, I nodded: "Killed."

    "How does it feel?" the old beggar looked at me interestingly and asked.

    ¡°They want to kill me, they want to harm me, I kill them, I don¡¯t feel anything.¡± I said.

    "Then have you ever killed a demon?" the old beggar asked again.

    I nodded: "Killed naturally."

    "What does that feel like?" said the old beggar.

    "I don't feel anything at all." I thought about it carefully.

    "What do you want to learn to do?" the old beggar asked.

    When I heard it, I smiled and said, "Of course it's about subduing demons and slaying demons."

    "You also said that you don't feel anything when killing demons. You don't have the heart to conquer demons at all." The old beggar stood up.

    "The demon invaded our human race, so kill them. Naturally, I only have one word in my heart, it's great!" The old beggar's voice was not loud, but my heart felt hot when I heard it. I looked at the old beggar and asked, "Have you ever killed a demon?"

    "A lot." The old beggar sat down.

    "Why kill?" I asked.

    "I have heard people say that the current situation in the world is peaceful and happy." The old beggar said: "I was born at the wrong time. When I was alive, evil spirits were raging. You have heard about the disgusting evil spirits, but you have never really seen them.  .¡±

    "I have personally seen a group of evil spirits attack a county town. That county town was like a hell on earth. Countless people died. People were sold as livestock and enslaved." The old beggar said.

    ¡°I saw that he was speaking so passionately, but I didn¡¯t speak.

    The old beggar suddenly pointed at my heart and asked, "Do you have a heart to eliminate demons? If you do, I will officially accept you as a disciple today."

    "Master," I said.

    The old beggar smiled: "Do you really think that I have been messing with these roast chickens for the past six months? I was just observing your conduct."

    After hearing this, my heart skipped a beat. Looking at the serious face of the old beggar, I thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if I have the heart to eliminate demons that Master said, but I know that if evil spirits harm others, I will definitely do it."  I will kill it with my own hands." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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