Chapter 141: Gray Mist

A person who looks much older calls a young man a big brother, and this picture looks quite joyful.

When Qian Huan heard the big brother, the smile on his face became even more obvious: "Why did you come here?" ”

Gray Mist still blinked in disbelief, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes, afraid that he didn't think that the eldest brother was thinking too strictly, so he hallucinated and saw it wrong.

Gray Mist rubbed it for several minutes, until his eyes turned red, and he was sure that the man was really the big brother. It's just that more than ten years have passed, why hasn't the appearance of the eldest brother changed at all?!

Gray Mist is the younger brother that Thousand Illusions has infiltrated into the Plague God Cult, and it is also his only younger brother.

At that time, Gray Mist was only seven or eight years old, and because of his outstanding medical talent, he was secretly killed by the Plague God Cult, and then found him when he was sad and desperate, and said that there was a way to resurrect his parents as a savior.

Silly Gray Mist didn't know that the so-called good Samaritan was the one who caused the tragedy of his whole family, because he was too young at the time to think about living only on the hope of resurrecting his parents, so he was stupidly abducted into the sect by the Plague God Sect and became a sick cultist specializing in the study of human resurrection taboo experiments.

Because Gray Mist was too young, he was often bullied by the elders in the sick cult, and at that time, Qianhuan also saw that this child was too pitiful, and he was sold and helped others count the money and kindly helped him. Unexpectedly, this child ended up relying on him, not going anywhere, and becoming a little brother wholeheartedly.

In fact, at that time, Gray Mist only acted on instinct, he felt that Qianhuan would not hurt him, and would protect him, so he followed him, and he was a little brother for more than ten years.

Thousand Illusions quietly found Grey Mist the day before the bishop's election, explained his background to him, and told him not to think about revenge until he had gathered up his strength.

Gray Mist swears to Thousand Illusions that he will not seek revenge on the Plague God Cult if he is not fully prepared. Seeing that he was so assured of a little peace of mind, Qianhuan left with peace of mind.

The gray mist who had been following him had learned something from him more or less, and Thousand Illusions was not worried that his disappearance would cause him too much trouble.

After that night. The Thousand Illusions disappeared into this world like a steamed human being, and no matter how frantically the people of the Plague God Sect searched, they couldn't find it. At the same time, along with the disappearance of the Thousand Illusions, there is also an outline of the opening of the Plague God Scroll.

I thought I would never see my eldest brother in my life, and the gray fog saw a thousand illusions at this time. The mood suddenly became excited, and the scenes of the past being helped by a thousand illusions recalled in his mind, and Gray Mist couldn't help but shout: "Big brother!!" ”

The sound was loud enough to startle a shoal of gulls and herons.

Seeing this, Thousand Illusions shook their heads, people have grown so big. Why are you always so careless. Shouting so loudly, did you want to wake up the whole village?

Fortunately, Qian Illusion had already prepared, and at the moment when the gray mist screamed, he opened his own domain burial soul cemetery, wrapping the gray mist in the domain.

The field flickered outside, and it turned invisible in an instant.

If someone passes by outside, nothing will be noticed.

"Big brother, why are you here? Have you always lived here? Also, why don't you contact me after you have been away for so long......" Gray Mist saw that Qianhuan opened up his domain, and he was relieved to chat with Qianhuan, and his chattering nature was exposed.

Qian Huan looked at the little brother in the past with a headache and said endlessly. There's a tendency that if you don't reply, I'll keep asking.

"Okay, okay, are you here to receive the He family's kid's exclusive real room?" Qian Huan has been in the Plague God Sect for more than ten years, and naturally knows that the Plague God Sect will send people to receive the master's dead real room, and will actually send two people.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark, so that nothing goes wrong.

Gray Mist nodded, "Yes, I received a notification yesterday that the Plague God Sect sent me to take over Room 35. ”

Thousand Illusions smiled when she heard this, "You're lucky. It's a little late. ”

Gray Mist wondered: "What, isn't this reception very smooth?" ”

Grey Mist is one of the members of the Sick Cult, and although he has been in the Plague God Cult for longer than Thousand Illusions, he knows far less than Thousand Illusions. Therefore, he didn't know that the Plague God Sect would send two people to receive the real yàn room.

Because each sick cultist works in a different place, when receiving a message from the Plague God Sect to receive the real yàn room, it is difficult for the two sick cultists to meet, and they often miss it, and the one who arrives first can get the real yàn room first.

Even if the two meet, they will tacitly agree not to say anything. The two sides relied on other methods to decide the ownership of the real yàn room, so the news was not spread.

Qian Phantom nodded, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Jack the Ripper has already arrived at noon, and as a result, he died. ”

Grey Mist frowned slightly when he heard Jack the Ripper arrive first. He was still thinking in his heart about how the Plague God Sect had sent a Ripper over and would send him over again, this was the first time he had been notified by the Plague God Sect to receive the real yàn room.

But later, when he heard Qianhuan say that Jack the Ripper was dead, Gray Mist immediately asked, "Did you kill him, big brother?" ”

Thousand Illusions shook her head, "No, I'm not a killer. Strictly speaking, I was just watching from start to finish, and then making up for it while the Ripper was on his toes. If others had been a little more cautious, Jack the Ripper would not have lived. ”

Gray Mist heard this, his expression was stern, he had heard of Jack the Ripper's name for a long time, and he was a well-known dangerous member in the organization.

In fact, the sick cultists in the Plague God Sect are not as cruel and violent as no one imagined, most of them are otaku, and they are silently doing bloody real things in secret. Few people consider killing people as a pleasure or even as a hobby.

The sick cultists are crazy, and they are only crazy about studying the virus and doing real things, not crazy about killing people.

And Jack the Ripper is a sick cultist who takes pleasure in killing. Of course, his practical research is also very good.

If he really wants to fight Jack the Ripper, Gray Mist thought about it carefully, he shouldn't be able to fight, but he can escape.

"Something is wrong with this place?" Gray Mist spoke solemnly.

Qian thought for a moment and said, "It's not wrong, it's just that what happened here involved a friend of mine, so I set up a bureau to bring in people from the other side." ”

"So what am I going to do now?" As soon as he heard that it was a game set up by Brother Qianfan, Gray Mist's eyes lit up.

In his early years, he followed his eldest brother a lot, but he didn't see his eldest brother set up a plot to harm people. Ahem, of course, he also helped out.

The eldest brother has something to order, so naturally he, the younger brother, will run errands.

Gray Mist never wanted to be an enemy of Thousand Illusions, it was Thousand Illusions who helped him when he was most suffering, and it was also Thousand Illusions who told him the truth of everything, and he was too late to be grateful. (To be continued.) )