Waiting for the "rabbit"'

Lin You desperately floated in the direction of Zuo Sigui, and the amount of shit in his heart was almost overflowing!

he knows!He understands!He's seen it countless times on TV!

That guy pretending to be 'Brother Chen' is just...

Isn't it just right, the villain that appears most often on TV? !

That undercover scheming!The ruthless state of mind that a dozen people die in front of without wavering in the slightest!And that godlike acting!

Isn't it the hardest type to kill that can only be eliminated at the end?

Lin You wiped his face, not daring to admit the cruel fact that he was instantly frightened mad by the villain's smile.

There was a loud bang in the inner courtyard, like the sound of something heavy smashing through the roof, and screams sounded, piercing across the night sky.

Lin You shuddered, went straight through the wall, and rushed to Zuo Sigui's bunk.

This guy was still drooling from sleep, and the outside world was already a mess, but Zuo Sigui slept peacefully, and even scratched his ears impatiently.

Lin You held his breath, and shouted in Zuo Sigui's ear:

"Something's wrong! Get up!!!"

Zuo Sigui's response to him was to turn over and cover his ears with the quilt.

Lin You went up in a panic and punched and kicked, and Wu Wu's fist pierced through the huddled quilt, looking extremely powerless.

Lin You cried bitterly, it is really difficult to be a ghost, and it is even more difficult to be a good ghost who can't touch things and worry about this and that.

It seems that Lin You's collapsed mood finally reached Zuo Sigui's ears, or maybe it was the louder and louder voices outside that finally disturbed him. Zuo Sigui slowly pulled down the quilt, pulled one eyelid aside with difficulty and stared at him. Lin You.

"What are you doing? Why don't you let people sleep?"

After asking a single sentence, it was only then that I dulled the sense that the mess outside had turned into a pot of boiling water. Immediately, I felt responsible and asked with concern: "What happened outside?"

Lin You took a deep breath, trying to calm down Zuo Sigui with a dignified tone: "Don't get excited, listen to me first, the 'Brother Chen' who came back with you..."

"Brother Chen!!!"

Zuo Sigui only heard a head, and then jumped up with a swipe, and rushed out without even putting on his clothes, with a sleeve fluttering in the wind behind him, just like Lin You's messy mood at the moment.

Lin You's soul was frozen in the air, still maintaining a sincere expression and gesture.

Zuo Sigui is an idiot!

He is today, again, deeply, and cannot realize this more deeply.

No matter how urgent the matter is, can you listen to the information first?fall!

Make up your mind and then act, don't you know!

After freezing in place for three seconds, Lin You resigned himself to his fate and floated out, ready to find his stupid host and see what else he could do.

If you can... Really don't overestimate yourself... You still have fucking injuries on your body, hey!

Lin You almost reflexively remembered the pain that had been fed back to his body in the past two months, and immediately felt that his cheeks began to ache like hallucinations.

Lin You covered his cheeks and looked for his host among the crowd.

In fact, he doesn't need to look for him, he is probably the one who stands out from the crowd and the one who doesn't follow the routine!

Lin You only flew a little higher, scanned the crowd, and found Zuo Sigui who was rushing towards a white-haired eagle with a broom.

Lin You froze!

Fuck! Not seeing each other for 1 minute, the host's deadly skill has risen to another level!

The white-haired eagle let out a low howl and flew past Zuo Sigui, soaring into the sky with a sound. The air flow brought up Zuo Sigui turned him around. Immediately, Lin You felt a sharp pain in his left chest.

Lin You immediately took a deep breath (of course the soul does not pant, he just wants to give himself some comfort), and then drifted towards Zuo Sigui.

At least let him know how he died, Lin You thought sadly.

The giant white eagle hovered and swooped down. Its target was not Zuo Sigui, but another person.

The man's face was pale, but his expression was incomparably calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

His right arm was cut off at the shoulder, and the airflow raised by the white eagle blew his wide, empty right sleeve.

Gan Xun was forced out from a house with a hole at the top, and now he is hiding behind a Taoist priest with a crooked bun. He is holding a small dagger tightly in his left hand, and blood is flowing down his sleeve. It flowed over the dagger and dripped down the tip of the knife onto the ground.

That Taoist priest is obviously not the kind of half-baked demon hunter Lin You has seen or a rookie who has just stepped into the level of a demon hunter. With a wave of the mahogany sword in his left hand, a yellow talisman was attached to the sword, and a white light In a flash, it unexpectedly blocked a dive of the giant white eagle!

He muttered something in his mouth, pointed to the sky, and immediately a blue thunder streaked across the night sky, hitting the giant eagle that was ejected, and after two or three seconds, the rumbling sound reached the ears of others middle.

The white eagle hissed hoarsely, and a flash of white light flashed on its wings. The white light collided with the blue thunder, and the power of the blue thunder was completely canceled out, not even a single feather of the white eagle was hurt. .

The Taoist leader's face immediately turned ugly, and he couldn't help cursing: "Damn it! Why is there a talisman on the man-eating sculpture!"

Gan Xun's lips were bloodless, but he still burst out laughing after hearing the words of the Taoist priest in front of him. He didn't take the danger in front of him seriously at all, and even teased the Taoist priest in front of him foolishly:

"You're swearing again, and this time you owe me five merit points again."

"Damn it, don't forget to think about my little family property at this time!" The Taoist growled at him in a quiet voice, his eyes fixed on the giant white eagle in the air.

Jiang Rongfu was still standing at the top of the attic, his tall and straight figure actually revealed a bit of elegance under the moonlight that he was about to ride the wind.

Surrounded by a dozen disheveled priests, they did not dare to make a move at all, and they were extremely scruples about Jiang Rongfu.

Jiang Rongfu maintained a weird gesture with his fingers, and held a fiery red talisman in his right hand.

All around him were real witchers, and nature knew what was in his hands.

A clear shadow flitted over lightly, and the encircling circle of demon hunters immediately gave way.

That elegant man with loose long hair was holding on to a long sword with a golden gem inlaid on the hilt. He stood in front of Jiang Rongfu with a heavy tone of voice.

"Your Excellency is such a big hand, you even made the ancient talisman. I don't know what is the purpose of such a big fanfare?"

Jiang Rongfu didn't move his hand gestures at all, and smiled when he heard this: "It's been a bit lively here recently, and I just came here to join in the fun."

"Then your Excellency's commotion is quite loud, and even the enchantment of our sub-helm has been smashed?"

Jiang Rongfu looked at the man frankly, and his tone was full of innocence: "Master Wen has misunderstood, my Yinger doesn't know what's going on, one or two are going around a room in the inner courtyard, and I don't know what's hidden inside. What kind of treasure made Ruozhu Wen spend such a lot of trouble."

The cannibal eagle likes yin and dislikes yang, and especially likes living people who are full of "resentment". Resentment is the last trace left by ghosts on a killer. Once they are entangled, don't let them leave easily.

This is implying that Master Wen Tuo is covering up the murderer.

Jiang Rong Fuming's hidden threat did not make Master Wen retreat at all. He remained motionless, his expression was calm, and he even put on a gentle smile: "That's just our own business of the Demon Hunter Alliance!"

"Unfortunately, with my lord, this is also related to his important affairs." Jiang Rongfu did not retreat at all, and also showed an official smile.

The night wind blew, and Duozhu Wen's black hair flew up.