Champak

Guns suppress all divine demons and evil spirits, flesh and blood forge the multi-dimensional Great Wall!
In the second year of Ming Country, Tianmen City was in need of recovery after the war. Chaos thrived, and evil spirits roamed freely.
The children of the poor take charge early, and garrison soldiers need to learn to earn their own money.
My name is Wang Yunxiao, an external field agent for the Special Service Bureau, specialized in dealing with various demon and evil spirit emergencies locally.
Let me introduce my wife Li Mumu—she is gentle, virtuous, cute, and empathetic, and she is an evil spirit.
Who writes a diary in all seriousness! Can what’s written even be considered true inner thoughts? Despicable!
(The female protagonist’s solo storyline begins later, starting from chapter 87)

Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!

God's Blood… the name does sound incredibly cool, but Li Mumu had seen this stuff before.


It was before she was captured and detained, she had seen it in the hands of a stranger accompanying Qiao Hongyi.


There was no need to even remove the stopper, just a glance and it already seemed nutritious. If it could be condensed into blood tofu and sliced into 'maoxuewang', Li Mumu certainly wouldn't mind trying it.


"Who would dare drink this fresh stuff? Aren't you afraid of any E. coli or parasites?"


So, she directly raised her hand to summon the Red String, hanging Max up, "Speak! Who gave you this?"


"Please show me a little respect… Okay, okay, it was a former business associate, It's not like it's a secret worth hiding. Even if you hadn't asked, I would have told you."


Chapter 197 God's Blood is a Metaphor