Master Hunter, I'm really a helpless girl

The two of them had nothing to say along the way, Yierfan is not talkative, but Wuyang doesn't want to communicate with Yierfan at all.The only conversation between the two was when the airship arrived at its destination, Yi Ermi "arrived." Wuyang "Oh."

The two came to the bottom of Kukulu Mountain, and in front of them was the huge gate of the underworld, which was very spectacular. "Wow, it's a nice view." Wuyang rested her right hand on her forehead, looking up at the huge gate of the underworld.Yiermi crossed Wuyang and came to the door, "Only by relying on your own strength to push through the gate of the underworld can you be qualified to enter the Hakka who beat the enemy." Yiermi explained.Someone looking for something next to it entered through the small door next to the main door, and was eaten by something behind the door. "Entering from there will be regarded as an intruder, and will be dealt with by Sanmao, but Sanmao is eating messily again." Seeing that Wuyang's attention was attracted by the movement over there, Yi Ermi explained.

"Oh, it's called Sanmao, what kind of monster?" Wuyang asked curiously, "Forget it, if you push the door open, is it pure physical strength or ability to use."

Yiermi's eyes moved slightly, but few people could see Yiermi's tiny expression on Yiermi's face. Did Sanmao attract attention instead of the dead garbage? "As long as it is 'one's own strength'." Yi Ermi replied slightly outside.

"En." Wuyang responded, closing his eyes for nine seconds, then opened his eyes, came to the door, squinted his eyes, stretched out his right hand and pushed hard, and the first door opened in response. "You lead the way, I don't have a good sense of direction." Wuyang tilted her head slightly, with a faint smile on her face, and said calmly.

Yiermi's expression fluctuated for a moment, and then returned to normal, "You have broken my impression of you several times." Yiermi said softly as she passed by Wuyang's side, the corners of her lips curled up slightly and then instantly flattened .

Wuyang followed Yiermi and shuttled through the dense forest.

"Who is that?" Wuyang asked aloud, his eyes attracted by the sudden appearance of a huge furry creature arching over Yiermi.

"This is Sanmao." Yi Ermi said.Wuyang smiled, his smile was as bright as the sun, "It would be cuter if it was a giant white dog. It's a pity that it's a little thinner."

"Mi She has helped you a lot these years, I thought you would say that you came as a friend, not a business 'partner'." Yi Ermi asked suddenly.

"In the beginning, it was the relationship between the author and the book fans. After meeting in reality, I knew he was the one who beat the enemy Hakka and decided to hire him. I never thought about having a knife that is always held by different people. Be friends. Killers are not qualified to have friends." Wuyang answered very lightly and directly.

"This long-lost answer, you really look like your father." Yier fans stared into the distance, then turned to meet Shang Wuyang's surprised eyes, "12 years ago, the dessert on the opposite side of the Sky Arena Shop, your father said this to me, such contemptuous words, superior attitude, even arrogance and stinginess in giving, and the extremely dangerous atmosphere impressed me deeply."

"A killer doesn't need friends, isn't it your family motto to beat up enemies?" Wu Yang also remembered what happened at that time, and replied not too concerned.

"But what I mean is different from what you mean. Although I say it is similar, it really makes people feel uncomfortable." Yi Ermi said the same thing as vomit with a deadpan expression.Wuyang was a little embarrassed by such Il fans.

The two walked forward while communicating sporadically.

In a dark church with no lights turned on, a man sat silently in the darkness, and suddenly said, "Have you gone to see my little princess?" "Yes," a man knelt on one knee in the darkness The outline of the man, "The talent is very good, but it is a pity that it was delayed."

Occasional starlight projected in from outside, and the face reflected in a trance showed that the sitting man was Wuyang's father, Verendayer, and the kneeling one was the 'senior brother' Wuyang met during the hunter exam.

"Heh," Wei Lun chuckled, narrowing his eyes slightly, showing a gentle and intoxicating smile, "Who allowed you to appear in front of the little princess? Self-righteous. I have no shortage of disciples, you are just an object that can be discarded at any time."

"Master..." The kneeling man was a little unwilling, worried, and jealous, "I know I made a mistake, please punish me, Master."

"Go and receive the punishment yourself, and enjoy the bloody pain, so that you will remember it in your heart." The kneeling man kept his head down, stood up, bowed and saluted, and left quietly.

The silent church was filled with a terrifying and distorted pressure. After a while, Velen bent over, covered the lower half of his face with one hand, and said in a delicate and low tone, "It's not yet time, it's not time to reunite yet. my little princess!"