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"Wait a minute!" The woman's voice as clear as a stream suddenly floated into Long Batian's ears.

"Hey, beautiful girl, what can I do for you?" Long Batian asked enthusiastically.

"Hey, you don't look like a normal person to me!" The woman turned around, with a sparkling light flashing between her eyebrows and her brows slightly furrowed.

Long Batian's heart skipped a beat. The girl in front of him must be at least six-star level to be able to see through his disguise. Although his power was greatly reduced, his other abilities were still there. It was a piece of cake for him to block other people's detection. It seemed that this girl could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I have nothing to do so I'll leave first!" Long Batian didn't want to waste time with this little girl. Delivering some charcoal briquettes to Debbie was serious business.

"Swish!" The big sword slashed towards Long Batian without warning. Long Batian held the sword and asked with a glare, "What's going on?"

"Hmph, I think you are a demon! Let me get rid of you now!" The woman shouted, surprised that her sword was actually caught by the other party with one hand. This further confirmed her guess that the guy in front of her was definitely not a human being, but a demon mingling among the crowd.

Long Batian twisted the hilt of the sword, but the girl held on to it tightly, and the two of them were in a stalemate. Long Batian took the opportunity to let go, and the sword in the girl's hand flew out like a kite with a broken string. This martial arts skill is simply incomparable to Bellamy's.

"You bastard! You are really a demon!" The girl stared in anger as she watched her sword fly far away.

The woman wanted to continue to argue, and suddenly jumped up, completely ignoring the low and narrow ceiling. As a result, her head hit the ceiling and she fainted. Long Batian saw that there was no one around, and was afraid that he could not explain it clearly, so he had to carry the woman first and secretly planned to send her to Debbie's room first.

At this moment, the big sword that was originally lying on the ground in the corner of the wall quietly moved, slowly crawling on the ground like a worm, making a sound, and then leaning against the wall, turning into a woman in white. Long Batian seemed to sense something, and looked over there, but saw nothing.

"Hey, where did it disappear?" Long Batian carried the woman over, looked around, and asked in confusion, "I remember throwing it here!" He searched every corner but couldn't find the big sword that the woman had dropped.

At this time, the woman in white turned around and pressed tightly against the wall, two lines of hot tears slid down her cheeks. Then she covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would make the slightest noise and attract Long Batian's attention.

Something bad has happened. The master's body has been captured by the demon. It looks like the situation is very bad.

At this moment, the door opened and closed with a creaky sound.

"Did you bring the charcoal?" Debbie, who was lying flat on the bed, asked, raising her little head slightly.

"No, but I did find a woman!"

"What the hell?" Debbie looked up at Long Batian and carefully examined the woman on his shoulders.

"You don't have that kind of habit, do you? Ouch!" Debbie said in a disgusted tone.

"Hehe, we are acquaintances now!"

"What? You only target people you know? Go and turn yourself in! Try to get leniency."

"This woman looks a lot like Bellamy, the Bellamy we met in the Burning Mountains. I guess they are related!" Long Batian explained.