Fang Mo's arm, holding the dagger in reverse, trembled slightly. He was about to continue rushing towards the blue fat man, but suddenly he seemed to have discovered something and turned to look at a jungle on the side of him.
"He discovered us?" Jiang Er's surprised voice came from the Bluetooth headset, "It shouldn't be possible. He is at most a Chi realm. How could he be aware of our presence?"
"It's the sense of smell." An Qingyu said as he analyzed Fang Mo, "His sense of smell is very sensitive, it's beyond the scope of humans... No, it should be said that he himself is no longer human..."
While the two were talking quietly, Fang Mo stared at the jungle. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable fear...
This fear came out of nowhere. His sense of smell had told him that there was a person and a corpse in the jungle. He had seen powerful humans before, but at this moment, his instinct told him that that human... must not be provoked.
After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind. He shifted his gaze away from the two men and rushed towards the blue fat man again.
Just as his figure passed by Li Zhenzhen, he whispered softly:
"Thank you. I have to go now. Maybe we'll see each other soon..."
This sentence was mixed in the wind and sounded a little unreal. Li Zhenzhen was stunned. Before she could react, Fang Mo had already nimbly rushed under the blue fat man and slashed at his legs with the short knife.
The blue fat man roared and swung his mace from bottom to top, knocking Fang Mo and his knife into the air.
Fang Mo's figure flashed in the air and turned into a white cat with strange eyes. It flew lightly hundreds of meters away and disappeared into the jungle in the distance.
"He ran away?" An Qingyu didn't expect that this young man would run away so easily, just like a mouse seeing a cat...
Am I that scary?
An Qingyu sighed and ultimately decided not to chase the mysterious boy. After all, his target was only Li Zhenzhen.
He carried the black coffin on his back, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot.
Seeing Fang Mo leave inexplicably, Li Zhenzhen was stunned for a long time before accepting this reality, and anger appeared in her eyes!
You told me to run away but I didn't, I even stayed to help you, now you're actually leaving me and running away?!
What a scumbag!
The blue fat man was holding a machete, and his two heads on the left and right were staring at Li Zhenzhen at the same time. After Fang Mo left, the head in the middle that was infatuated with love also came to its senses. Scarlet color appeared in its eyes. He roared angrily and rushed towards her aggressively.
Li Zhenzhen held the golden bow and arrow in her hand, frowned as she looked at the mad blue fat man in front of her, her expression extremely solemn.
Before she could shoot the arrow in her hand, the temperature around her suddenly dropped. A touch of frost swept through the air and hit the running blue fat man directly, freezing him into an ice sculpture in an instant!
Li Zhenzhen stood there in a daze.
A man carrying a black coffin walked out slowly from the woods, his glasses reflecting the pale moonlight. He pointed at the ice sculpture and its body shattered into pieces, leaving only three heads frozen in the ice, which rolled under the man.
An invisible silk thread strung together the three frozen heads, which automatically floated to the black coffin, like a string of ornaments, swaying in the wind on the dim forest path.
Flash sale!
Under the moonlight, the man with a black coffin on his back and three ferocious heads hanging from it turned his head calmly and looked at her...
When Li Zhenzhen saw this scene, she subconsciously took a few steps back, and immediately aimed the tip of the arrow at An Qingyu, looking at him with vigilance!
This man... doesn't look like a good person at all!
At this moment, Li Zhenzhen suddenly felt that compared to this weird man, the ugly blue fat man suddenly became simple and cute...
"Little sister, don't be afraid, we are good people~"
Behind Li Zhenzhen, a graceful figure in a white dress quietly floated out, and her voice echoed through the Bluetooth speaker on An Qingyu's waist, somewhat distorted, in the dead silent path...
Li Zhenzhen's body shook!
She turned her head stiffly and looked at the ghost floating behind her, her mouth opened in shock...
…
"What? Zhenzhen found it?"
At the 006 team's base, Zhang Zhengting heard the call and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face. "How is it? Is she okay?"
“…”
"Huh? Fainted from fright?" Zhang Zhengting was stunned.
“…”
"Oh... so that's how it is. It's okay. As long as everyone is okay, that's good."
After a moment, Zhang Zhengting hung up the phone with a strange expression.
"How's Zhenzhen?" asked a member of Team 006.
"It's okay. She's been found by the Nightfall team. She just... got a little scared and passed out. We'll bring her back soon."
"Scared?" The team member was startled. "Zhenzhen has always been very brave, how could she be scared?"
"I don't know the details, but I'm glad she's back safely." Zhang Zhengting turned around and walked towards the kitchen. "I'll go cook first. I'll wait for the Nightfall team to come over and thank them properly."
"OK."
…
Asylum of the Gods.
"Dean, what are you doing here?"
“Shhh!!!”
Next to the big tree in the courtyard, Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and made a gesture of silence to the puzzled little raccoon beside him.
The little raccoon immediately stretched out his paw and covered his mouth. He blinked his black gemstone eyes and lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Dean... why are you hiding here?"
Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, did not answer. He just quietly poked his head out from behind the tree and glanced at the second floor of the ward opposite.
On the second floor corridor, an ancient ape in a cassock was sitting casually on the fence, holding a jar of fruit wine in both hands and pouring it into his mouth frantically.
Strands of fruit wine slid from his lips, flowed along his messy hair, and dripped onto his robes. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, put the empty wine jar aside, wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, and burped for a long time.
Little Raccoon glanced in the direction of Sun Wukong, pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized: "Dean, you want to drink too? There is still some left in the kitchen from what I drank last night. How about I go get it for you now?"
"What kind of wine are you drinking?" Lin Qiye knocked on its head helplessly, "Go cook your meal, and stop asking about social matters."
"oh……"
The little raccoon rubbed his head and walked obediently towards the kitchen.
Lin Qiye turned around and looked at the corridor on the second floor again. After drinking, Sun Wukong did not return to the ward immediately, but sat alone on the fence, staring into the distance in a daze. The cassock that had been soaked with wine wrapped around his body, emitting a faint halo in the dim sunlight.
"Sun Wukong treatment progress: 23%"