Chen Xiansong's eyes were always staring ahead, and his face was cold.

All the way forward.

Soon, they left the town and onto a country road. Chen Xiansong took out his mobile phone and handed it to Lu Weizhen: "Call again." Lu Weizhen took it, and when he saw the three words "Lin Jingbian" on the screen, his heart felt like he had been stung by a needle, and the boy sitting in the courtyard with a rice bowl snickering at her came to mind. She dialed the phone, knowing that there was a high chance that she would not be able to get through, but her heart was still tense.

Blind tone.

After hitting it more than a dozen times, it was still blind, she put down her phone and shook her head at Chen Xiansong.

He didn't say anything.

Lu Weizhen asked, "Where are we going to find him now?" She thought she would go into the city before, so she went to Songlin Hall to find it first. Now look, it's not a road.

Chen Xiansong replied: "We demon hunters are often born and die, and we must also prevent monsters from seeking revenge. The rule of our ancestors - when we settle in a city, we usually prepare two or three spare houses with some food, supplies and weapons in case of the worst. I once agreed with Jingbian that one day...... When the master and apprentice are separated, they are in any of these three locations, etc. If he hadn't left Xiangcheng, he would have been somewhere in it. Now, let's go to the first place: a remote house in the north of the city. It is sparsely populated and well-stocked, making it the most suitable refuge of the three locations. ”

Lu Weizhen was happy when he heard this, this is far better than looking for a needle in a haystack, and Lin Jingbian's chances of surviving are much higher!

It seems that the demon hunter lineage, inherited for thousands of years, has gone through many wars and turmoil, and it still has a long history to this day, which is not unreasonable. Their experience in dealing with such an era of "the prevalence of demons" may be more powerful and rich than anyone else.

In the end, her boyfriend is too good and too reliable.

It seems that in addition to jumping into his own demon gourd as a demon hunter, and using a lightsaber in the gourd regardless of his ancestors, he has always been thoughtful and confident, and never fights unprepared battles.

Except because of her, she has made herself so hard that there is no way back.

The more Lu Weizhen thought about it, the hotter his heart became, and when he looked at his side face, he felt distressed again. She's six or five now, and she wants to bring the whole world to him at once, in return. But I couldn't find any suitable opportunities.

In the end, she said with a serious and resolute face: "We will definitely be able to find Lin Jingbian." All you have to do is concentrate on driving, and I'll take care of the rest!"

Chen Xiansong turned his head sideways, and saw her tightly pursed red lips, clenched white and tender fists, and a slightly bulging face.

Chen Xiansong smiled.

Six or five are angry, which is not trivial.

He said, "Yes, six or five people." ”

His voice was faint, although he jokingly called her an adult, but with the low and bewildering energy that he was accustomed to in the past few days, Lu Weizhen felt his heart "pounding", as if he was provoked by his deliberate honorific title.

It's over, since ancient times, they have been monsters and bewitching mages. How did she think that she would become the first six or five demon kings in history to be fascinated by the demon hunter......

However, what to say, what to come.

Ahead, there were large swaths of fruit trees, some of which had broken off and fallen to the ground, and many of which bore orange and yellow fruits. In the orchards on both sides, there were some figures scattered, and the branches of the trees shook everywhere, and the sound of them gnawing could be heard. When the off-road vehicle drove over the middle road, all their movements sounded, as if they were stopped at the same time, and they looked up.

Lu Weizhen turned her head, and in the woods, several thin and compact figures like stone stick figures, as well as gray eyes on her gray face, flashed in front of her eyes.

She looked ahead.

There is a small village in the distance, and at the end of the road is the entrance to the village. There were already five or six gray ghosts standing there, and they were still crawling out of the village, from the houses, and from the fields, gathering more and more.

The occupied zone has arrived.

The car only continued to drive for a few hundred meters, and more than 20 gray ghosts in front of it had gathered, completely blocking the intersection. At this moment, a very fast figure jumped out from behind a tall building and landed in front of the ghosts, and he raised his head and looked at them.

Chen Xiansong braked sharply and stopped the car.

The two sides were only separated by more than 100 meters and confronted each other.

It was a tall and thin man, and his clothes were actually very complete, and even neat. His hair was a little long, gray and fell down to his ears, and he looked like he was only in his twenties. His face was also thin and hard because of the height. His eyes were dark gray and sharp, staring at them without saying a word.

The jade mirror in Chen Xian's waist bag began to glow. Lu Weizhen can count it at a glance, little Qinglong.

It is no wonder that it was able to entrench itself on one side and occupy this fallen area, and the human army did not come to recover it. I'm afraid that human beings also feel that the price is too great, so they give up after weighing it.

There used to be only two big green dragons in the entire Xiangcheng, and no one could break through the small green dragons. After the mutation tide, they encountered it on the first day they went out.

Little Qinglong is so worthless now?

At this time, I saw that the little green dragon gray ghost slowly showed a smile, and then took a step to the side. Behind him, a dozen gray ghosts, carrying a thick and long wooden pillar, were facing the direction of their car.

The little green dragon gray ghost glanced at them like a pair of dead people.

Lu Weizhen: "......"

Green Dragon, one, small.

Chen Xiansong didn't even look at the little green dragon, took out his sunglasses from his waist bag, put them on, and said: "Don't use too much force, so as not to attract nearby troops; ”

Lu Weizhen: "Oh, I know. After thinking about it, he said, "I can try to see if I can lose the light." ”

He smiled and said, "Okay, you can play." ”

Lu Wei was really unhappy, thinking to himself where am I playing, I am repaying the favor and letting you drive comfortably. He didn't even feel it, stinky straight man.

Chen Xiansong really didn't expect that beating this group of imps was also a gift of love from the six or five people. He stepped on it, and the car restarted, booming, like a steel beast, rushing headlong towards the group of gray ghosts.

Seeing that they were so arrogant, the little green dragon gray ghost also flashed anger on his face, and with a clear roar, his arms stretched out, and light waves appeared. He volleyed into the air, and the horde of grey ghosts followed him, carrying the giant tree, and crashing into the car. At the same time, all the gray ghosts in the orchard, as if hearing the call of their master, came from all directions and rushed quickly.

In the vast field, in a dense orchard, a straight and narrow road, the gray ghosts gathered more and more. A lone car sped away, as if it had fallen into a gray swamp.