Looking at the radiant and impassioned Song Ling, Wen Wen was a little uncomfortable: "You weren't like this, I remember that you looked bitter and hateful before, why now it seems that you are fighting chicken blood." ”

Song Ling smiled and said: "My original purpose was to make me no longer lonely in this world, and now I am not lonely, of course I have to find something meaningful to do." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and Wen Wen turned to leave, returned to the table and continued to sweep the dishes left before.

Qiao Feiya looked at Wen Wen curiously and said, "What did you and Song Ling say before?" ”

"I won't tell you yet, you'll be surprised anyway."

When Wen Wen said this, Qiao Fiya became even more curious.

After the meal, Wen Wen left the side hall with Tao Qingqing, whose lower abdomen was slightly bulging, originally Tao Qingqing only planned to eat a little, but the dishes here were really delicious......

When the three cubs saw Wen Wen come out, they swam to Wen Wen's side, there was a disc under its snake's head, like an eye snake, and a cat man waiter came over and handed Wen Wen a bill.

"What's going on?"

"Mr. Wen, your pet ate the plate...... "The cat man waiter replied.

The corners of Wen Wen's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say, Tao Qingqing laughed, and almost squirted out rice grains......

After paying for the plate, Wen Wen stroked the snake skin and said, "I did wronged you before, otherwise you wouldn't have eaten the plate...... But since you like to eat plates, how about you have all the food for the next five days? ”

The three cubs spat out the letter blankly, and then crawled to the ground stiffly, and the whole thing was a snake stick......

……

At noon the next day, a huge passenger plane stopped, and all the prepared demon hunters boarded the plane in turn, led by Xun Qing, the true order demon hunter.

This plane is full of elite witchers from the Washington region, if it is shot down...... Well, whoever shoots it down will be out of luck, and will be lovingly cared for by the witchers.

Wen Wen smiled and sat down beside Xun Qing and stuffed him with a bottle of hair growth potion: "This is a good thing, as long as you put a thin layer on your head, you can grow thick hair." ”

Xun Qing carefully put away the hair growth agent after listening, he can't use it now, and he may not need it in the future, who can guarantee that he will never lose his hair when he is middle-aged.

"Nothing to be courteous or a thief, you have something to ask me."

Wen Wen rubbed his hands and said, "Hehe, I want to build a plane." ”

"What do you want a plane for?" Xun Qing was stunned for a moment.

"I often run around the area, it's too troublesome to drive, it's better to fly the plane myself, anyway, I have a driver."

The three cubs wrapped around Wen Wen's arm sounded with an ominous premonition.

"If you have to want it, you can get it, you can't sell fighter jets, but military transport planes or helicopters can, but those are ordinary goods.

"If you want a better plane, I suggest you go to this exchange meeting to find a better option, and every exchange meeting in the United States and Canada is like reselling arms."

"That's okay, now that I have money, of course the means of transportation are getting better and better...... Speaking of which, this is the first time I've come into contact with witchers from other regions, and I'm looking forward to it. ”

Xun Qing nodded and said: "The situation in each region is different, the Hunter Association in the United States and Canada, although it nominally belongs to the Hunter Association, is actually equivalent to another organization, you will understand it if you have contact with them." ”

……

In the misty city of Nîmes, a fat-headed and big-eared police officer wiped the sweat from his forehead, still a little frightened.

At this time, the place where they were had been cordoned off, it was a tavern, and the police officer rushed here as soon as he received the alarm, and saw a terrifying scene.

In this hotel, time seems to stand still, an indescribable monster, moving slowly in the hotel, every time it walks next to a person, it will use the straw-like mouthparts to insert into the person's body, and then the person seems to have gone through the whole life course in an instant, turning into dry bones and finally disappearing in the wind.

The fat officer stood in the doorway, witnessing the whole terrifying process, until everyone had been drained of time, and the monster glanced at the fat officer, and in a strange way, disappeared into the air.

Now a couple in black suits are sitting in the hotel for some kind of investigation, while two men in gray suits are asking the fat officer some questions.

The man and woman in the black suit were the witchers in Nimes, and the witchers in the Golden Eagle Region usually wore such attire.

After they received the news, they rushed to the scene as quickly as possible, but no matter how hard they tried this incident, they still couldn't investigate a single clue, as if those people had evaporated out of thin air.

And the strange monster described by the fat police officer, they searched all the information they could find, and there was no similar existence.

The only explanation that can be explained clearly now is that the illusion-type superpower deliberately created a farce, and the people in the hotel were disposed of in advance by the superpower, but this cannot explain what the superpower's purpose is.

Three hundred meters outside the hotel, the man in the brown coat looked in that direction from a distance, and there was unconcealed worry in his eyes, if he couldn't find a solution to the problem, he would be taken by the terrifying hound like everyone else in the hotel.

But that kind of thing, once he targets someone, he will never give up, and those things are invincible, all he can do is delay the occurrence of the final doom.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to meet the Traveler of Time."

A gentle voice came from behind the coat man, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on the coat man's back, and he turned his head to see a figure in a white robe, standing behind him and looking at him curiously.

"Who are you?" The man asked vigilantly.

"You can call me a guide, and judging by the way you look, you probably didn't follow the laws of time travel, so you were chased by the hounds." The guide said with a normal face.

The man's face changed drastically: "How do you know that I am a time traveler, and how do you know the laws of time travel?" ”

The facilitator smiled and said, "In a sense, you can think of me as a god, so I know a lot of things that you don't know." ”

"You're in trouble right now, and I can teach you how to dodge the hounds, but at the cost I need you to do something for me."

"What's the matter!" The man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

The corners of the guide's mouth curled up and said, "I want you to help me kill." ”