The found Tuo is three and a half years old

Ivan rolled his wet eyes, clenched his small fists and calmly adjusted his sitting posture to be more upright. He even straightened his back a lot, while secretly watching Fyodor's movements.

But Fyodor is obviously not as well-behaved as Ivan.As if they didn't hear what I said at all, the little guys sitting on the side lazily piled up in a pile, gnawing their nails with their heads down.

Don't give me any face.

"Hey!" I stretched out my finger and pinched the little guy's cheek without any explanation: "Are you listening?"

"Dear Miss Yinzhu, I'm thinking very seriously about what you said." Fyodor raised his eyes, his tone was not serious at all, and his eyes even brought a little seriousness: "After all, this is an important event. It's a life-and-death contest, and I'm thinking of a [-]% way to win."

While saying this, Fyodor's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes swept over Ivan's direction lightly, and the corners of Fyodor's lips seemed to rise a little: "Anyway, I still have It is an advantage, because I have been with you for a long time and know your preferences better."

This time it was me who was a little dazed—so what happened to Fyodor?Obviously, I have always believed that I would not really do such things as cannibalism, so I am extra unscrupulous, isn't it?Why do you seem to believe in the authenticity of this matter in this competition?

I think this matter may not be simple, but it is really not friendly to my brain capacity to get to the bottom of this question, and what I care about now is not the reason why the brat said such words.

The question is, no matter whether he believed it or not, what happened to the mysterious sense of superiority revealed in the words?Do you really think I can't do anything to him?

Feeling an intolerable challenge and threat to my majesty, I put my fist to my lips and cleared my throat:

"I won't release water just because I have a good relationship with you. They are all children anyway, and there is no difference in my eyes."

Hearing what I said, there was a moment of dissatisfaction in Xiaofantuan's eyes, but I didn't pay attention to him.

I turned my head and looked at Ivan on the side: "I don't know much about necromancers and things like that, and those are not important. Anyway, no matter where you come from, since you are here, you must be obedient. That's how you live longer."

When I mentioned the words "Necromancer Society", Lan Mao Xiaotuanzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and the little hands that were placed obediently on his lap also clenched into fists.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"If you can beat me in the competition, even if you don't do it, I will still die. In this way, the task that the Necromancer will give you will be considered complete—"

Fyodor suddenly said this from one side, with an indescribable joke in his immature voice: "You don't have such naive thoughts, do you?"

Ivan's body trembled suddenly when his mind was poked, and he turned his head to look at Fyodor in astonishment, while Fyodor continued to say: "Even if Haruko says that the winning side can continue to live Go down, but do you think this will be a fair contest?"

"Maybe it's just Haruko and me setting a trap for you? I have lived with Haruko for a long time, how about you? Why do you think you have a chance of winning?"

Ivan's face turned pale for a moment, and his fists clenched even tighter.

"tip!"

I think this brat Fyodor might want to go to heaven and say such nonsense things to tarnish my image!

"That... Ivan, right? Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm very fair and just!" I said to the thoughtful blue hairball next to me.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Fyodor's tone was very calm, and he turned to look at me: "Didn't Haruko occasionally take me with me when hunting?"

This sentence can be regarded as the truth.Living in a log cabin that is almost completely isolated from the outside world, we rely on hunting for our livelihood most of the time. Before the snow had melted, there were many roe deer and hares in the woods, and occasionally foxes and hibernating in the bear.

Because of work and rest, our hunting time is only for a short while after the sun goes down at dusk and before going to bed. If I am the only one, the efficiency will not be high enough—but then again, with a little boy like Fyodor The dumplings don't seem to be of any substantial help either.

"You have the nerve to mention it." I blinked my eyes: "Obviously tips are useless when hunting."

"But I'm also working hard." Fyodor said this, but I don't know if it was my illusion, but there seemed to be an inch of cunning leaking out of the corners of his eyes.

"So—" prolonging the tone, he abruptly brought the topic back to Ivan: "Compared to the mission of the 'Necromancer', perhaps the question you should think about now is how to save your own life .”

"If you can't go back to the town alive, then you won't have the chance to meet the family members who are trapped in the 'Necromancer Society' again, right?"

The little face of Lan Maotuanzi was completely occupied by horror, and for a while, I was a little confused about what Fyodor was planning in this random sentence-so "the family who is deeply involved in the Necromancer Society" What about people"!

"They took mom and sister."

After a long time, Ivan finally lowered his head dejectedly, and said in a weak voice: "The leader said that as long as I can kill Fyodor, I can go to see them."

"I have never done such a thing, but the leader said that my ability is the strongest, and I can do these things with ease..."

He sniffed his nose lightly, then raised his head suddenly: "So I..."

"Don't you still want to do something with Tip?" I quietly approached him, and stretched out my hand to separate him from Fyodor: "Send a kid like you to do such a thing alone, how to say……"

For no reason, I remembered the matter of Mr. Wu Mi.

For Mr. Wu Mi, all the other "ghosts" he created are just tools for him to find the blue Bianhua and deal with the harassment of the ghost killing team.He always does what he wants when bestowing power on other "ghosts", and never considers the opponent's strength when arranging tasks-he always forces those "ghosts under the string" to compete with the "pillars" of the ghost killing team, obviously He himself is also very clear that with the power of "lower string", in front of "Zhu" there is probably no return.

He just doesn't care, because tools and so on, just throw them away after they are worn out.

The attitude of the "Necromancer" towards Ivan gave me the feeling that Master Wuyou treated the "Ghosts of the Last String" back then.

I don't believe that people from the Necromancer Society don't know the power of me and Fyodor. Last time in Alexei's hospital, I drove away so many people with ease—even if Ivan is a There is only one person with powerful supernatural powers, and it is a bit understated.

So I think that the organization "Necromancer" probably doesn't care about the life and death of its members.At least they didn't care about Ivan's life or death.

"The leader? So that man has already taken over as the leader of the Necromancer Society."

Before I could figure out how to explain such a thing to Ivan, Alexei's voice suddenly came from behind, no longer as gentle as usual, and there was a bit of awe-inspiring chill in Alexei's tone at this moment.

He stood in the shadows by the partition, only his piercing ice blue eyes gleaming.

"Although it may be cruel to say this, if it is that man, then your mother and sister who were taken away will probably not come back to you again."