My Supernatural Life of Leisure

Zhou Yue and Wang Xiaoru went shopping all morning, but they didn't come across a birthday gift that satisfied them. Instead, they bought themselves several sets of beautiful summer clothes.

"After shopping all morning, I still haven't found anything satisfactory!" Zhou Yue said to Wang Xiaoru.

Wang Xiaoru said with a smile, "No hurry, Lin Fei's birthday will be on the 6th of next month, and there are still a few days left! Let's have lunch first, and continue shopping in the afternoon."

Zhou Yue nodded and said, "The weather is a bit hot, let's find a noodle restaurant to eat cold noodles!"

Afterwards, the two used their mobile phones to search for nearby noodle restaurants, and chose a restaurant with good reviews to have lunch.

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Spirit world.

Hundreds of years ago, werewolves and pig-headed people lived in harmony, and the two sides had been peaceful for hundreds of years. At that time, because of the fertile land on both sides of the border, there lived many rich tribes, with a population of two million at one time.

Later, because wars broke out frequently at the border, the living standards of the various tribes living around the border declined sharply.

This makes the local tribes, whether they are pig head tribes or werewolf tribes, they don't like their lords well.

Big or small battles are fought every year, and the generals of both sides come and go and lead troops into each other's territory to burn and kill.

Because of the war, the various tribes living here are miserable, but even so, their lords have never given them any relief in terms of tax collection.

In a word, "I don't care what you do, you can't give me a penny of the taxes that should be paid."

The war and high taxes forced many tribes who could not survive to become bandits. This caused serious bandits around the border, and there were countless bandits and bandits who robbed their homes.

By robbing passing caravans, the local tribes lived a better life.

Following the same example, more and more tribes left their original places and went into the mountains to become bandits. This made the border areas, which were already difficult to live in, even more chaotic, and the generals in charge of the local military cities were also very troubled.

The chaos has been going on for hundreds of years, and the chaotic areas have the way of life in the chaotic areas, and the locals gradually get used to it.

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In the territory of the pig-headed lord Zhutong, there is a large mountain range 100 kilometers away from the border.

In this long mountain range, a large-scale stockade is built along the mountain, and the continuous lights are dotted in the dark night.

This village is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and occupies a favorable location. When the village was first built, the military city that managed the area would send pig-headed soldiers to encircle and suppress it. After several defeats, they turned a blind eye.

As soon as night fell, the mountain wind blew violently. In a short time, there were lightning and thunder, and it began to rain heavily.

On the watchtower, the bandit in charge of standing guard endured the icy raindrops blowing in obliquely, and looked towards the direction of the stockade with some envy.

Today, another big ticket was done in the stockade, and a caravan was robbed. There were also a lot of food, tea, medicinal materials, porcelain... and the most precious spirit stones.

At this moment, there was a celebration banquet in the village, and inside the room where the charcoal fire was blazing, the village chief and some small bosses were eating and drinking, talking vulgar words and holding big bowls high.

"If that bastard pig doesn't give us a way to survive, then we will live a good life by our own abilities." The leader scolded with a smile.

"Brother is right, I wish that old fellow Zhutong to die soon." A little boss said.

The bandits were laughing and joking, eating meat, drinking in large bowls, and scolding the pig-headed lord Zhutong loudly.

At this moment, the sound of drums resounded throughout the village, and the shouts of bandits on duty came from outside, "Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

The leaders and small leaders of the cottage rushed out of the house with weapons in hand, looking out in the rainstorm, the night, rain, and forest blocked their sight.

There were sharp and dense whistling sounds in the air, which were arrows.

"Puff puff……"

Bandits kept falling to the ground with arrows, and screams kept coming and going.

The leader of the Bandits opened the arrow, heaving a sigh of relief, and then attacked, the strength of the arrow is not strong, as long as it is not too bad luck to be shot at a vital point, even if the arrow is hit, it will not lose its combat effectiveness.

"Little ones, get ready for Rolling Stones and Black Oil..."

The cottage occupies a favorable location, and these two things are magic weapons for defense. At the beginning of the village's establishment, it used these things to resist the siege of the military city, and then passed the most difficult period.

As soon as the leader's voice fell, the dense rain of arrows suddenly disappeared.

"Boom."

A flash of lightning pierced the night sky to illuminate the sky, and the bandits in the village saw a figure not far away, standing on a big rock 30 meters away from their village.

This pig-headed man was wearing armor, a steel helmet, and a long sword hanging from his waist. This equipment was much more advanced than the pig-headed generals in the military city they usually encountered.

"This... This is the equipment that can only be worn by generals, everyone, run away with me." The well-informed bandit leader shouted in shock, and then he immediately turned and ran towards the tunnel in the village.

A pale golden light flashed across the night sky, and it exploded instantly after flying over the cottage, transforming into countless small light clusters.

Under the command of the pig-headed general, countless light clusters were floating and swimming, like fireflies dancing in the night, which was very beautiful.

"burst."

The pig-headed general let out a low cry, and the countless light clusters immediately turned into golden laser beams, shooting the entire cottage under it full of holes.

"ah……"

Under the attack of the pig-headed general, the screams were not as continuous as before. Not many people could survive such intensive blows, and there must be very few screams.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

The sound of dense footsteps came from behind, and a pig-headed leader came to the pig-headed general and said, "General Zhuwu, you should go back to the city to rest first! Just leave the rest to us."

Zhu Wu nodded, and said to his subordinates, "I leave it to you, the old rules, there is no need to keep alive in this village, those unscrupulous people deserve to die."

"Yes." The leader of the pig-headed man who wanted to survive originally clasped his fists in reply.

After Zhu Wu turned around and disappeared into the night, the pig-headed leader immediately led his men into the bandit village where more than half of the dead and injured were killed.

There was no sound of fierce fighting. Under Zhu Wu's supernatural attack, the bandits' will to resist had been destroyed, and all that was left was a one-sided massacre.

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"Boom, boom..."

Lightning illuminated the night sky again and again, and the wind and rain beat the trees in the mountains.

Behind the cottage, on a hillside hundreds of meters away from the village, the ground is full of boulders of various shapes.

"boom."

A boulder on the ground was suddenly lifted, and several pig-headed men climbed out of a hole covered by the boulder. These pig-headed men were the bandit leader and some small leaders who escaped by chance.

Looking in the direction of the cottage, the flames there are soaring into the sky, even the torrential rain that is falling cannot extinguish the raging fire...

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