"Why?"

"Because I don't know the strength of the spellcaster, if you go with you, if you get injured or cast a spell, I won't have time to rescue you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

One of them counts as one, except for Chu Jie, even He Mushihua is not safe. Especially once her true identity is revealed, the Japanese onmyoji will not let her go.

Hearing Wen Wen say this, several people hesitated, yes, this kind of incomprehensible supernatural thing, coupled with the fact that there is a "curse spell" to appear in person, they are also afraid that they will fall into some other strange spell.

First of all, Huang Taotao didn't want Liao Liao to go.

"I'll just go alone, you wait here for my news. Civilization didn't give them time to react, and stood up directly, and the hair on the top of his head also moved, floating towards the door.

"Greasy sauce~~" He Mu Shihui called out worriedly, although civilization has always shown his magic, but thinking of an equally magical opponent, she is very uneasy.

Feng Shui Master is as terrifying to her as Onmyoji.

When Chu Jie chased and killed her, He Mushihua did not suffer less.

"Don't worry, Sister Shihui, even if I can't deal with that guy, I can run away. Civilization said with relief.

It's just relief. As for the spellcaster who might be nearby, he didn't have to worry about not being able to deal with it. Although his strength has not yet recovered to its peak, it is just too simple to deal with a guy who needs to follow the recipient. A truly clever opponent doesn't need to be by the side of the recipient at all to make his secret technique work.

After all, the feng shui masters are actually also Dharma masters, and when the Dharma Master is approached by a warrior, what will happen is not even said and known.

"Then be careful, Greasy Sauce. ”

"I'll go too. I want to see who is plotting against me. The horsemen also stood up.

If the guy who killed him appears, he will definitely be torn apart by him.

Civilization nodded. Ma Yuan is a martial artist, with extraordinary blood and energy, as long as he is guarded, it is difficult to be hit.

In fact, civilization is also very strange, and the resistance of the horseman's qi and blood to spells should be very high. The powerful spell will alarm his martial intuition. A technique that is not very dangerous requires a long time to be cast before it is possible to infect his body, just like the technique of disgust with victory. I really don't know how he got it.

"You'd better keep your face off though. He knows you, "The target is so obvious that it's easy to scare the caster away."

The horseman agreed, wearing a mask and hat, hanging far behind Civilization.

Coming out of He Mu Shi's house, Wen Wen grabbed the hair in the palm of his hand and carried it carefully. After all, hair is flowing too slowly, and all civilization needs is a guide.

Following the direction of the hair, civilization soon spotted the guy who might be the caster.

It was a white man in a peaked cap, tall enough to catch up with the horseman, and he stood in front of a stall selling small objects, such as rattles, clay figurines, thread-bound books, and even objects of unknown use, all of which were full of Chinese charm.

Although he didn't crouch down to look at it, he seemed to feel that everything was new and watched with relish.

It was very much in line with his identity, that of a tourist from Omi's side.

"Hello. Civility stepped forward quietly and greeted him in English.

The white man was slightly startled, turned his head, and saw that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Asian boy, who relaxed slightly, and replied in a low voice: "Hello." ”

Civilization also saw the other party's appearance clearly at this time, and his heart couldn't help but move, the white man's appearance was seven or eight points similar to the horseman, which was really a dog. A Chinese person, a fair-skinned person, but they look so similar. Or is it someone in the horseman's family who hit the mother of the white-skinned man?

It should be the latter case, right?

If you think about it, if it weren't for the fact that someone close to him wouldn't have been able to get his belongings at all, it would have been impossible to perform the Victory Aversion Technique. However, it was actually a blonde and blue-eyed white man, not the black-haired and black-eyed Chinese man he imagined, which made Civilization very curious.

"Traveling to Asia?" "Civilization looks very curious about foreigners.

"Yes. The white man didn't seem to like to communicate with people, and there was already some impatience in his tone.

Wenming didn't care, he noticed that there was no such thing as true yuan and aura on the other party, but there was one thing that was more interesting, and it was worn on his right wrist.

It was a string of black beads made of unknown material, each one the size of a dragon's eye, about ten or so, and there were some runes carved on the beads that others couldn't understand.

But Civilization understands it, it is the character of the art of disgust, and there is some strange aura on the bead flower, which only a monk can perceive.

This thing was once the stuff of the secret sect of Buddhism in the universe that civilization had visited. Moreover, it is not easy to warm and maintain, and it is very easy to be damaged.

"What is this, it seems interesting?" Wenming reached out and fiddled with the black beaded flower on his wrist.

"Don't touch!" the white man was angry and shook his hand away.

It seems that he is really nervous about this thing, more than he is even more nervous about himself than he is.

Civilization said so much, and the horseman didn't keep up, and he couldn't even sense him. Lost? or ......

Wenming decided not to beat around the bush and whispered, "This is a prop for the curse spell, you came to Area 13 just to prevent the curse spell from failing, right?"

"Who are you!" Hearing this, the white man's whole body instantly tensed.

"Don't be too nervous, I don't mean anything. Wenming spread his hands, and the other party did not have the kind of evil aura that made him disgusted and rejected, indicating that he was also harming others for the first time.

Of course, it doesn't really matter if it's the first time for him. It's like killing someone, the first time you kill, it's not called killing?

It's just that today, the curse of the horse rider is really strange.

It is said that someone harms the horseman, but he uses the technique of disgust to win.

And, why fair-skinned people? Is that implying something?

You must know that if you are an ordinary person, just looking at his white skin, you will not think about his relationship with the horseman, and it is impossible to think about his closeness to the horseman. is so close that the horsemen don't know it.

It's so funny.

"It's not convenient to talk here, how about finding a place to talk?" Wen Wen pointed to a relatively secluded corner.

This, no matter how you look at it, is extremely weird.

Harmful?

Mischievous? sort of.

But why did my instinct tell me that he was actually coming at me?

The white-skinned man looked at him for a moment before finally nodding.