The moment he said this, Chuyang and Peng Laosan finally understood.
Peng Laosan spoke up:
"Oh, oh, oh, so that's how it was.
Chuyang, y-you go kill him. I-I'm a little scared..."
Peng Laosan, this agent, truly couldn't compare to Luo Jianhua. One had been selected by the Ninth Secret Bureau, while the other had been pressed into service because they were short-handed.
The Sheep Demon was Chuyang's teacher's murderer.
His face turned cold, and he charged straight at it.
"Sheep Demon, give me your life!"
With that, Chuyang charged forward.
I'd already considered that Chuyang's cultivation was low, so I had severely wounded the Sheep Demon.
Now that Chuyang was rushing at it, let alone resist, it could barely stay standing if the Feng Shui got any stronger.
Seeing Chuyang approach, it hurriedly cried out:
"No, no, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
When Chuyang showed no reaction, it looked at me and shouted:
"Daoist, Daoist, you said you'd let me go! You said you'd let me go..."
The Sheep Demon kept crying out in terror.
Before it could finish, Chuyang smashed his fist down.
"Die..."
The punch landed squarely on its forehead.
With a loud bang, the Sheep Demon's soul scattered on the spot, and the entire forest fell silent in an instant.
Seeing the Sheep Demon killed, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Chuyang dropped to his knees and cried out:
"Master, I avenged you. I avenged you..."
I glanced at him, then turned to the Sheep Demon's corpse.
This was a great demon over four hundred years old. There had to be a demon core inside it, and its hide was valuable too.
The Black Medicine on me had long been used up. This was the perfect chance to take the demon core and hide back to