Gong Chen came back, and brought the news that Yu Siqi and the others had almost guessed.

"Damn, it's getting dark. I almost got ambushed by that, but luckily I always had the lights with me. ”

Gong Chen, who was shining a high-powered flashlight on Yu Siqi's face, obviously didn't realize that his actions were causing a lot of confusion to others.

"Can you not hit me in the face? It's glaring. Yu Siqi finally couldn't help but complain, and Gong Chen also let out an 'oh' and moved the light to other places.

"Well, don't tell me you've been there for so long, and you've only had an informal encounter with the Night People." Father An looked at Gong Chen with a smile, as if he was expecting the other party to hand over a suitable answer.

"Of course not, I have a major discovery to tell you. And guess what, the factory next door is very wicked. Gong Chen said confidently: "It's hard to believe that I actually saw the 'production workshop' at the gate, smoking is strictly prohibited, and open flames are strictly prohibited." 'Such signs. For a moment, I almost thought I was in the wrong place. ”

"Interesting, go on."

Yu Siqi rubbed his somewhat dry eyes, but was stopped by Father An in a low voice, because the voice was too soft, and Gong Chen had continued to speak, so Yu Siqi didn't hear the priest's nagging too clearly, only a few vague words of 'hygiene' floated into his ears.

"Although it was heavily guarded, there were several locks bigger than my fist hanging from the gates, and even seals. But I still managed to 'slip' in, and the windowsill was so high that I almost fell. After I took a little time to investigate the interior, I realized that it was actually a paper mill. There were a lot of big guys in there, but unfortunately I didn't have enough time, and some mischievous guys interrupted my interest. Otherwise, I can definitely go deeper..."

"The chatter time is over, and here they are." Luo Ning subconsciously flashed in front of the tax officer, protected her, and then stared vigilantly in the direction of the stairs. Sure enough, some unrecognizable dark shadows appeared in front of them. There are not many of them, maybe seven or eight. However, their movements are unusually agile, and they seem to be as disliked as rumored to be when they always keep a distance from the light source in Gong Chen's hands. Moreover, Yu Siqi could clearly notice that in the process of moving, they would make certain changes to the surrounding environment, such as some fog that was not originally there began to surround them.

While Yu Siqi was still staring at the situation at the top of the staircase, another group of unknown shadows had already appeared behind Father An, and silently touched towards Father An.

At this moment, a vague figure successfully bypassed Luo Ning's defenses, and a dagger-like murder weapon loomed in the hazy mist, stabbing at the unsuspecting tax officer's chest.

The unsuccessful hit of the tip of the knife still surprised those Night People a little, especially on the premise of realizing that his weapon was caught by Father An with two fingers, the other party even retreated into the fog of hidden murder, which was very decisive. However, this did not mean that they had gained any advantage, and the dagger that had been held by the priest quickly faded into nothingness as its master retreated, much to the surprise of everyone present.

However, what shocked them even more was that Gong Chen's powerful shot could only draw a very standard arc in the air, and finally pinned to the ground.

"Until the shelter of the night is broken, there is no way to hurt them with ordinary weapons." Luo Ning gave a serious admonition, and then leaned on the tax officer's body and said: "They must be forced out of the shadows with a strong light, so that they will not be able to enjoy the 'shelter' that is both a gift and a curse." ”

"Luo Ning, is that you?" A hollow, hoarse voice came from behind Father Ann after Ronin finished speaking. Yu Siqi, who followed the prestige, subconsciously glanced into the darkness a few more times, but only to catch a glimpse of the fog getting much thicker.

"It's me, who are you?" Luo Ning asked very frankly.

"A man who would rather throw himself into the darkness than seek revenge against you." Instead of hiding in the fog like the other Nightfolks, the guy took the initiative to come out of it. Covered in darkness, he held a broken short knife in his hand, and slowly walked towards Luo Ning and said, "Look at your current appearance, I should probably change my weapon." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Luo Ning forced a calm yell.

"That's a good question, but do you think I need to tell you the answer? No! Do you think you'll be able to escape me if you find a 'new friend'? No! The guy turned the weapon in his hand, and the inky figure flashed in front of Ronin, slashing at the most fragile spine of his skull.

"The Decree - White Light!"

Father Ann raised his hand, and a strong light emerged from his body, illuminating them all around. It was the appearance of this light that made the originally unscrupulous fog converge a lot, and at the same time, it also made this black shadow that was almost about to hurt Luo Ning have to turn around and retreat into the 'big army'.

However, unlike the previous light, this time the light emitted by Father Ann lasted only a few seconds, and then gradually dimmed, as if something even darker had enveloped it.

"The nosy 'bedbug' was originally going to let you go for the sake of you solving the Three Pillars for us. Now that I think about it, maybe sending you on the road is the real thing to do. ”

The man who had been forced back by Father Ann shouted in a bad tone, and the wording was very irritating.

Opening the bow and arrows, this time Gong Chen did not choose the same flat shot as before, but adopted the special arrow he had improvised to attack. In fact, in Siqi's opinion, he just wrapped some magnesium powder in paper on the arrow, and then lit it and quickly shot it out.

The flare-like arrow quickly shot into the darkness under Gong Chen's 'high hopes'. It's a pity that, just like Gong Chen's many 'improvisations', this time it ended in failure.

"Can we stop being funny, Gong Chen?" Yu Siqi glanced at Gong Chen with a slightly disdainful look, and the latter probably also realized that he was a little embarrassed, so he simply put away his bow and concentrated on being a 'lantern man'.

A brief period of tranquility was followed by a new offensive. Those 'assassins' who were hiding in the mist once again clenched the blades in their hands and launched a new round of general attack on Yu Siqi and the others.