I sat for about two hours by the alley at the resurrection point with my eyes closed, and the ring was still lying on the ground in a casual position, showing no signs of waking up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's strange to say, I don't know if it's because this place is too remote, or if the players of the Manyo Country have gone to other places, and I haven't seen anyone pass by since I was resurrected here.

But that's not a big deal.

I stood up, patted the dust, walked over to the ring, and kicked him lightly with my foot.

No response.

Looks like he's completely asleep.

So I crouched down and shook his body violently with my hands, shouting at the same time.

"Uncle Shi, don't sleep! We're leaving! Get up! ”

His body swayed like a ship in a storm.

But despite this shaking, his consciousness remained unmoved, and there was no sign of waking up.

"Uncle Shi!"

I put my mouth close to his ear and shouted with all my strength.

Nothing has changed, it's like he's deaf.

"Damn." I stopped shaking at him.

You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, that's an eternal truth.

But now, I think it's probably more serious than pretending to be asleep.

"Looks like ...... Your companion is in trouble. ”

A familiar middle-aged man's voice rang out from behind me.

I remember the sound all too well.

I can say that I remember all the ashes.

"Misty believer!" I jerked my head away, glared at the misty believer who was leaning on one foot in the air at the mouth of the alley, and shouted, "What did you do to the Star Ring?!" ”

"Huh?" There has never been a wonderful expression on the face of a Misty Believer, and it is no longer true. He waved his hand with a cold expression, "This is the magic of the thousand purples and blues, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"It's also a kind of charm." He quietly glanced at the star rings on the ground, "Plunging the target into an erotic illusion from which he cannot escape, thus keeping his body in a coma in reality." ”

"That." I saw that his eyes softened a little, "Do you know how to undo the spell?" ”

"Ask me?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at me, "How could I possibly know about the spell of the Thousand Purple Thousand Blues, and I am your enemy, is it really good for you to ask questions so straightforwardly?" ”

"Instead of worrying about him, worry about yourself." The Misty Believer pulled out the black dagger at his waist, "Just think about it with your brain, you should know that I'm not a good person." ”

Indeed, his two words once again raised my spirit to a tense level.

As an being who has killed me countless times, even if he has been laundered, it is an object that I cannot despise.

And now he looks much more stable than before, and the arrogance that he used to have when he tortured me is gone.

Sure enough, through this washing, he got a new life.

"Well, since I've answered your question, you'll have to answer me a few questions accordingly." His gaze was projected like a sharp sword, "Equivalent exchange, no problem, right?" ”

I nodded wordlessly, as a tacit acquiescence.

"Shadow Man and Purple Thousand Blues, were they killed by you?" The Misty Believer looked at me earnestly, his tone steady.

I shook my head, but I didn't know how to explain it.

However, this question also positively proves Xie Yan's view that the Misty Believer has nothing to do with that woman.

"So, since they're not dead, where did they go?" The Misty believers clearly didn't believe me.

"This ......" I was a little entangled.

But after thinking about it for a while, I decided that I should tell him what had just happened.

"Listen." I cleared my throat, "While it may be hard to believe you, everything I'm going to say next is true. ”

Then, I looked at him sincerely, and in a calm tone I finished recounting what had just happened.

Including the anti-water of the Shadow and the Shadower.

But I didn't say a word about the woman's divinity and origin.

The Misty Believer listened to me in silence, and remained silent for a long time after I had finished.

Just when I thought he was disconnected, he suddenly burst out of nowhere.

"It really makes me hard to believe."

Then, immediately afterward, he changed his mind.

"But I don't think there's anything false in what you're talking about."

"Because, you can't defeat Wan Zi Qianlan."

Listening to his simple and crude reasoning, I was a little embarrassed for a moment.

But even if I am embarrassed, I can only admit that what he said does have a point.

After all, from his point of view, I don't have the help of Elise, a female foreign aid.

Therefore, as a man, I can't resist the seductive offensive of thousands of purples and blues no matter what.

This can be seen in the fate of the ring.

Even this powerful sword master can't resist, let alone me?

"I'll check this woman's identity." He nodded silently, "This information you provided is valuable. ”

I feel that under his words, the relationship between us has changed from an adversary to a delicate cooperative relationship in an instant.

However, this cooperation was short-lived.

Because immediately afterward, he personally broke this delicate relationship.

"Then, what I should do next is to help her make up for what Wan Zi Qianlan didn't finish." The Misty Believer lowered the dangling leg, and the whole person was out of the state of leaning against the wall.

With a dagger in his hand, he began to walk slowly towards me.

No stealth, no shadow walks, nothing.

Step by step, he walked towards me like a warrior, not an assassin.

What's going on?

Faith in the fog, is he going to confront me head-on?

But he doesn't even have a higher level than me, let alone other attributes.

What's more, the Assassin is not a profession that excels at front-end.

He can only make such a move...... He had other plans.

Doesn't he want to go to war with me?

Layers of confusion popped up in my heart for a while.

But think about it another way, if he really came to fight me, then I might not be the one who has much of an advantage.

After all, Elise is now asleep, and I am equivalent to one less effective combat power.

Although Black Mist is still my considerable hole card, I will not use it lightly if I don't enter a crisis situation.

Now it's up to the Misty believers to behave.

Looking into his bright eyes, my heart was beating.

However, his speed was so slow.

Step by step, step by step, he seems to be an old man walking after dinner, and he is leisurely pressing the road with his sunset time.

The more obvious this leisure became, the more vigilant my heart grew.

Because the unpredictable people are the most dangerous.