Camp at the bottom of the mountain.

The snowmobile scurried in, and Weiyang jumped out of the car and strode into one of the tents.

Inside the tent, Lan Yinshui was administering emergency treatment to an injured person.

"Has the purple pupil come back?" Weiyang asked urgently.

One member turned his face and shook his head at him.

"What about Susie and Mu?" Weiyang asked again.

The man still shook his head.

Weiyang glanced around, but didn't look at the dream floating, "What about the floating?" ”

"Fusheng went to the scene to check, and he didn't come back." Someone replied.

"Damn it!" Weiyang scolded in a low voice and turned around to leave.

A figure rushed forward, and before he could see what was going on, he had already received a heavy punch in the face.

Weiyang threw himself out of the way, through the torn tent, and landed on the snow behind him.

Before he could get up, a figure had already chased after him, pulled him up from the ground, and raised his hand to punch again.

Seeing who the other party was, Weiyang did not resist.

Everyone had already reacted quickly, watching Beichen attack Weiyang like a madman, everyone took out their weapons and aimed at him.

"Beichen, you stop immediately, otherwise we will shoot!"

"You let go of the president!"

……

Beichen turned a deaf ear, raised his hand and punched again, directly knocking Weiyang away.

Turning his face, his black eyes fell coldly on the people behind him, and his face was just a cold color.

Feeling the killing intent on his body, everyone unconsciously took a step back.

"Don't, don't ......" Weiyang rushed over, stretched out his arms in front of everyone, "Beichen, calm down, this matter is our fault, but it won't help you kill them, I have already asked Fusheng to go to the camp to check, or there will be something to gain." ”

"Sir!"

"Brother!"

On the snow, two voices sounded at the same time, and Zitu and Luo Jia jumped out of the car at the same time.

As soon as Luo Jia got out of the car, he immediately ran in the direction of everyone in a hurry, "Get out of ...... Something went wrong......"

Syllable!

With a slip of her feet, she fell directly into the snow, and Zitu chased after her with an arrow, grabbed her hat and straightened her, picked her up from the ground with a circle of hands, and flew down in front of Beichen.

Putting Luo Jia on the ground, Zitu hurriedly spoke, "Sir, those werewolves are all fake!" ”

"Fake?!" Beichen raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?" ”

"That's right!" Luo Jia flipped through the computer she was holding, "I have carefully analyzed those news and reports, and those photos and videos are specially processed and not real news. ”

As he spoke, a snow buggy had already driven over, and before the door could stop, Dream Fusheng jumped out of the car.

"Found it!"

The wind rose, and in the next moment, Beichen had already landed in front of him, "What did you find?" ”

Seeing Beichen, Meng Fusheng was stunned, feeling that his gaze was not good, Meng Fusheng didn't dare to hide it, and immediately raised his right hand and spread his palm to him.

Beichen looked at his palm and saw a small silver voice recorder in his palm.

Taking the voice recorder, Beichen raised his hand and pressed the switch.

Inside the recorder, the voice of the purple pupil immediately sounded.

"You...... Are you a Bloodline?! ”

Immediately followed by an unfamiliar male voice.

"To be precise, I've absorbed the full power of the Elder's blood."

"So...... Everything is your trap? ”

"You're still as smart as ever, it's just a pity ......"

There was a murmur in the recorder, and then there was no more sound.

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