"I am a Demon Hunter!"
The man in the black robe raised a hand, and beneath his bamboo hat were a pair of eyes sharp as sword gleams, exuding a chilling aura.
"What the hell is a Demon Hunter?" Jiang Xiaobai laughed heartily, "Brother, are you like me, also a fan of cosplay? Look at your outfit, and with a dog on a leash, I thought you were cosplaying a hunter."
"What cosplay!"
The man in the black robe spoke in a deep voice, "I am a Demon Hunter!"
Having said this, he took off the Black Iron Plate hanging at his waist, on which the words "Demon Hunter" were engraved.
Jiang Xiaobai felt a sinking feeling in his heart, as the man emitted a powerful presence, undoubtedly a formidable character. If this Demon Hunter found the Nine-tailed Fox, there would be big trouble.
