On the other side, Xie Yu was meeting with the Gargoyle boss at close range.

The closer we got, the more we could see that the other person didn't look like a living person. His eyes took a long time to blink slowly. We couldn't hear his footsteps or breathing. As he walked towards us on the moist soil mixed with blood, the only sound was the rusty chains on his feet making a rattling sound.

The gargoyle picked up three cocoons on the ground, which were the three miserable ghosts that had just been released.

The huge bean vine behind her was still swaying, like her throne.

Xie Yu heard from Ji Qing that this bean vine grew from a seed that was thousands of years old, and this seed with a special aura was obtained by the prophet from the ancient underwater city many years ago.

The gargoyle chose to take on the body of a human and parasitize this ancient seed of unknown origin, and forcibly brought the seed to life.

Xie Yu sighed, each night watchman is crazier than the other.

And the prophet not only agreed, but actually did it...

What kind of great power is this?

Before this, Xie Yu had always thought that the gargoyle who had never appeared in the outside world was a man. The code name was one reason, and another reason was that the gargoyle talked too much nonsense and was active in various posts. She could always be seen being scolded by Ji Qingjiangli and others in turn.

In fact, the gargoyle is very petite and not as mean as it is portrayed in the forums. It even looks a bit socially anxious.

Xie Yu's mind was filled with the ruthless look of the other party who had just killed someone. He lowered his head slightly and said in awe, "Mr. Gargoyle."

"You don't have to call me that. I'm not a remnant of feudal society." A childish yet mature voice sounded from below. The other party tilted his head and looked at him. Before Xie Yu could respond, the gargoyle said, "Just call me Mr. Shi."

"After all, I am the only normal person in our organization, so I should fulfill my normal obligations."

Xie Yu: “Ah?”

He couldn't do this again.

What's going on in your organization? One of you insists on being a sunny and cheerful boy, and the other insists on being Mr. Stone, right?

And why do you all think you are the only normal people in the organization? Is your understanding of yourself so unclear?

Those moist eyes glanced at Ji Qing, and their gaze clearly said: It's hard work for you to get along with these people.

The gargoyle opened his mouth and perfectly shattered the strong filter.

Besides, Mr. XX, he had to adapt to the social animal status before he even graduated from university. However, seeing those indifferent eyes, he could vaguely catch a glimpse of expectation from them. Xie Yu finally compromised: "Uh... Mr. Shi."

"So good." The voice was smiling.

"You don't have to go along with her. No one calls her that." Ji Qing flicked the grass debris off his clothes and raised his thin eyelids. "It's normal to be a little crazy because you don't get any sun all day. You haven't received any missions in a long time. Why are you growing slower again?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Due to the lack of photosynthesis, there are 30 days every month when we are more irritable."

The conversation between the two was outrageous and ridiculous, and Xie Yu looked up at the sky.

The gargoyle looked around and noticed that the fog around the woods was extremely thick, forming a closed cage. He spoke in a tone that seemed to deserve a beating: "Oh - I was wondering why the old demon didn't get involved this time. It turns out that this is a situation he can't handle!"

"Another person ran away." Ji Qing threw a healing potion to Jie Yu, signaling him to treat his shoulder injury.

Xie Yu was a little flattered. She gave a heartfelt smile and carefully put the medicine away. "I don't feel any pain anymore, sister."

The gargoyle looked towards the deep fog with a calm expression: "I have locked him down. He can't run away."

As he was speaking, there was a loud gasp from deep in the woods, accompanied by rumbling footsteps, which sounded like quite a big fight.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and Xie Yu's expression changed from calm to stunned.

I was so excited that I saw a two-meter-tall green-skinned ghost holding a human and running away, while another human was chasing it.

Is this setting reversed?

Wind blades whizzed towards him from behind, and green afterimages jumped around on the trees, crushing a tree every time they landed.

As it ran, it said to the girl who was almost dizzy in its elbow: "Is this speed appropriate? Do you feel the preciousness of life now? Alas, my ghost power is gone, and I can't attack humans, but don't worry, in wind and rain, uncle will not let your innocent life disappear."

Jiang Ji didn't have time to talk. As soon as he opened his mouth, cold wind blew in.

"Jiang Ji!" A resentful voice crawled up her back, as if she had done something cruel and inhumane, "You die!"

Zheng Zitao was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he didn't even notice that he had chased here. His mind and eyes were filled with the liar who dared to trick him.

The swaying huge bean vine swept towards Zheng Zitao.

Zheng Zitao, who had lost all his sanity, didn't even try to dodge this time and was entangled and hung upside down.

Seeing that they were finally safe, Jiang Ji patted Qing Fangzhu's arm and asked him to put him down. He held onto the tree trunk and vomited a few times before he stood up with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, I already feel the beauty of life, I don't want to die anymore."

It was the truth. Qingfangzhu was very satisfied. His huge single eye showed satisfaction. He was about to say something when a reminder sounded from under his monk's robe: "Do you have a new order? Please check it in time."

"Ouch!" Qingfangzhu immediately became nervous, turned around and disappeared with big strides, leaving only his voice floating in the air, "Remember to vote for uncle, the Simple Folk Customs Tonghua Project, the top ten outstanding young people selected online, uncle's number is 233!"

Wave your sleeves and not a cloud will be taken away.

Zheng Zitao's fierce insults came from the bean vines, "Jiang Ji, I &*#@￥%&!"

The gargoyle had no intention of killing him. She first looked at the unfamiliar Jiang Ji, then counted the number of people, turned around and dragged out a dead automatic mahjong machine from the bean vines, and a set of mahjong tiles fell down, and she was very excited: "It's still early, and we can't go out anyway... Wanna play cards, everyone?"

Three pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time. Xie Yu evaluated his card skills in his mind and smiled, "I'm fine."

The system shook its head in the void: There is no way to fight, there is no way to fight at all.