In a stone house three streets away from Gordon, a demon was half-crouched opposite the freckles, its shiny and smooth bat's wings flapping down and flickering with a dark light. [No pop-ups. 】

"Your pile of things is no different from rags, not to mention changing the alchemy quick-acting life-saving pill, even if you change an expired alchemy elixir, it is far from enough." The demon brushed aside the blood-stained robe on the ground, the fragmentary hidden weapons, and the two short knives, and then looked at the Black Eagle warrior who had just breathed at the freckled feet, and smacked his lips regretfully, "He's dead, dead people are useless." Here, the living are valuable. Like her—" It stared greedily at Tracey, who was hugged by freckles, saliva trickling down from the corners of its spiky mouth and falling to the ground, "Zizi" emitting green smoke.

Beads of sweat oozed from the freckles' forehead, slid across the bridge of her nose, and dripped onto Tracy's pale, cold cheeks. She curled up in her freckles' arms, her eyes closed, unconscious. After a while, the eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"****, what do you want to save her?" Freckles hissed, and just now, he gave away the only short knives he had left.

"Only life can be exchanged for life." Evil ghost Y said compassionately, "If you want to save her, give yourself to me." ”

"You damn bastard!" Freckles clenched his fists, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and he hated to rush forward regardless of everything. The demon flapped its wings and flew around the beams of the house. The countless phosphorus fires floating in the air were stirred up by the air current, scattering in all directions, splashing with sporadic and evil fluorescents.

The evil ghost laughed strangely: "One for the other, fair and reasonable." You can't bear to be self-conscious, and you want to save people, you are really a hypocritical and greedy human being! ”

"Greedy humans." The demon looked at Gordon and let out a mocking laugh. He opened a drawer again, and inside it was a black, slimy, stone-hard dough cake, and a rusty iron kettle filled with muddy water......

Gordon's throat twitched unconsciously, and his empty stomach suddenly tightened, making a hungry grinding sound.

"It's still not enough." He tried his best to look away, but his eyes did not reveal the slightest longing, "R and water, he has it in his body." Gordon smiled disdainfully, ripped a bloody skin from the thief's thigh, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully. Fresher and chewier than your R here, and blood is more nourishing than fresh water. He snorted, and his face was fascinated, as if he were enjoying a luxurious meal.

The demon froze for a moment, it had never seen such a person before, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. "What the hell do you want? This person is dying, and when you die, you won't be able to change anything! ”

"Map." Gordon swallowed a mouthful of blood, resisted the feeling of nausea and vomiting, and said lightly, "I just need a map of the ghost town." ”

The evil ghost laughed hysterically, leaning back and forth with laughter, and the shaking felt emitted a burst of ** stench: "Do you still want to escape?" Hahahaha, poor little mouse scared! I want to slip back to my nest! It suddenly stopped laughing, and Sen Ran said, "If you come, you will always belong here and ours." ”

At this moment, Gordon almost wanted to turn his face and make a move, but he finally endured it. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "I don't want anything, just ask three questions, and when you're done, he's yours." ”

"What a troublesome guy, I've never been in a deal like this." The demon muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, glared at the dying horse thief a few more times, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay, you hurry, time is running out." ”

Gordon immediately asked, "What are you?" ”

"What am I?" The demon muttered and repeated, and his long hair suddenly shook violently, "I don't know what I am now!" Its voice became agitated and ferocious, "I've answered you, let's talk about the next question!" Ask, hurry! ”

Gordon's heart moved, and he deliberately pretended to think, delaying for a long time, until the evil ghost was so angry that he was about to go crazy, and then he asked slowly, "Where is the most dangerous place in the ghost town?" ”

"The Prophet's Mausoleum, of course." The demon couldn't wait to answer, and then his face changed. The dust in all directions suddenly floated up, swirling up and down, like a wandering ghost. The air shook violently like water, and the dim light began to distort, as if the whole room had been torn apart into countless suspended fragments, crisscrossing each other.

"Boom!" In Gordon's spiritual sea, the fanged spirit seed flashed and jumped out on its own, and a completely different scene appeared in front of him: the sky above seemed to have broken through a huge DX, unfathomable, and a terrifying aura poured out of it, penetrating the rock roof, like a flood pouring down. Bands of light that were blue, blood-red, ice-blue, and bone-white waved freely at D's mouth, like the tentacles of terrifying foreign objects.

Could it be - the inner world! Gao Deng paused for a moment, and then realized that the ghost town was the closest place to the inner world, and it was deeply affected by the boundary crack. This suddenly broken Void DX is obviously connected to the inner world!

Suddenly, a huge head slowly poked out of the D port.

The demon let out a sharp wail, shaking all over, and the felt that wrapped its body fell to the ground, revealing a shriveled paper-like skin.

The mountain-like head was still slowly squeezing out of D, and it seemed to be very difficult, and the surrounding bands of light flickered and changed, and the air flow "hissed" and rushed. The head gradually showed its full outline, resembling a bull's head, with yellow pupils as large as a millstone, a face indigo and purple color, a high convex head, and two sharp pillar-like thick curved horns shining with a stunning golden light.

It's Minotaur!

In the Blood Hell Society's collection of books "The Inner World Anti-Life Compilation", it is conclusively mentioned: "Minotaur: Minotaur humanoid, widely distributed in the Inner World, and there are many of them. Level: Hematite anti-life. Preferences: Hunting spirits, ghosts and other weak anti-life, unable to harm any living creatures. ”

Staring at the Minotaur, Gordon's fanged spirit seed flashed again and again, and inexplicably gave birth to a hint of hunger and thirst.

"Click-" Although he couldn't hear with his ears, with the help of the fanged spirit seed, Gordon "heard" the sound of the boundary rift shattering. There was a loud "bang", and the huge bull head of the minotaur completely poked out of DX.

The ghosts around were crying and wolves were howling, the Y wind was blowing, and the drawers were banging and shaking. The "plop" demon almost collapsed to the ground, his long hair was blown away by the Y wind, and his face was white and bone-like, densely covered with black and yellow dead spots.

The Minotaur's nostrils opened sharply, and he inhaled deeply, and the demon screamed in misery and rolled on the ground. Gordon "looked" at the humanoid geist being sucked out of the demon's body little by little, and was about to throw himself at the Minotaur.

The evil ghost suddenly grabbed the horse thief on the ground, and in an instant, the spirit rushed into the horse thief's body, and the horse thief was shocked, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

The minotaur roared angrily, its nose twitching and sucking wildly. The "horse thief" had a desperate look on his face, his back arched in pain, and the corners of his mouth were flooded with blood foam. But the geist that entered the body was never sucked out by the minotaur.

Gordon's eyes flashed, and he suddenly rushed to the stone wall, * near the drawer. The surrounding light is distorted, the space is misplaced, and the location of each drawer is no longer visible to R's eyes. He can't choose, so he can only grasp it with both hands, and take whatever he touches.

In the blink of an eye, his arms were filled with cheats, pill bottles, and bizarre gadgets. At this time, the minotaur sucked wildly, but gained nothing, and roared angrily and gradually retracted into the void.

Without time to think about it, Gordon kicked his legs on the stone wall, and with the help of the anti-shock, he retreated to the stone gate.