The man was bored, drank half a glass of his drink, threw it on the table and went upstairs.

Lin Yuan put down her phone and looked at Huang Heng with interest, she had never seen someone say such a thing to Huang Heng without refuting it.

Huang Heng was a little feverish when Lin Yuan saw it, he coughed dryly, didn't do anything, picked up his phone and turned to leave.

met the girl with a change of clothes in the corridor, but when the girl asked for something, Huang Heng turned around and left.

Resolutely as if it were another person.

When it was time for dinner, Lin Yuan called Huang Heng to go down. Huang Heng hung up the video directly after saying hello to Su Che opposite, but Su Che still had Huang Heng's picture left because of the delay.

The differences between the two of them are irreconcilable, like horses about to cross a river. Huang Heng insisted on taking the slate directly out of the museum and then transferring it to Southeast Asia to China, but Su Che always dissuaded him on the premise of Zhuang Yujie's sacrifice last time.

The two Rao have different perspectives, so naturally no one can convince anyone.

When Huang Heng went downstairs, the originally empty restaurant was already full.

A pair of twins whispered something over there, Xiao Fanwan rolled his eyes and looked at the smirking Chen Qian mixing the spices on the table, Lin Yuan lowered his head and read an English album of "Appreciation of Famous Paintings of the Sixteenth Century".

As for Ning Jing and Zhou Wen, the two of them were watching in amazement as the clothed kangaroo held a bunch of grapes on the table and sent them to their mouths one by one.

"Fourth, you're down."

Ning Jing turned his head to look at Huang Heng and asked with a smile.

He couldn't stand the horror of a grape-eating kangaroo on a table, so he could only try his best to divert his attention.

Huang Heng didn't expect that the first person to greet him was this person, so he walked to the table and pulled out the chair next to Cairolan and sat down.

He wanted to separate Chen Qian from Roland, and the sinister smile on Chen Qian's face had never stopped since he knew that Roland was a clone of the Inhuman.

Luo Xinlong walked in with the last dish and sat down on the main seat with a smile.

His home has never been more lively.

In Huang Heng's opinion, Luo Xinlong just took in a group of uncles, and among these people, there were no people who even helped in the kitchen

If you think about it, it seems that none of these people can help. Xiao Fan's weakness is nothing but eating and sleeping; Not to mention Chen Qian, when he found himself starving to death in the laboratory, he crawled out of the laboratory and asked Le Yiyi to help him buy food.

As for Lin Yuan, her cooking skills were terrifying enough to make her skirt take a breath of cool air.

Well, it's really a bunch of uncles.

Luo Xinlong sat down, and everyone began to move the refining forks and chopsticks, and Lin Yuan kept holding the book and reading it endlessly.

Huang Heng was just about to remind, when he suddenly saw a pigeon flying out of Lin Yuan's pocket. Huang Heng turned his head to look at Zhou Wen and the others, who were quietly eating and seemed to be very well-educated, neither of them noticed anything unusual on the table.

After the black-haired pigeon fluttered out, he turned his head to look at Huang Heng and Robin, and then said softly:

"The trap was touched."

Huang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan sighed, put down the book, opened the phone, and clicked a few times.

Huang Heng clicked the button on the screen to agree to form a team, and the voices of Lin Yuan and Robin came out at the same time:

"What the hell is going on?"

"Do you want to go over?"

Huang Heng glanced at the peaceful dining table, nodded slightly, and said with telekinetic induction:

"Let's finish eating, I'll borrow Uncle Luo's pickup truck then, and we'll go over together."

Lin Heng finished the meal in two clicks, smiled lightly at Xiao Fanwan on the opposite side, and then pulled Chen Qian, who was smirking, to stand up.

The few people who realized it looked at Huang Heng who suddenly stood up and was stunned, and then Luo Xinlong asked:

"Why, isn't the food delicious?"

"Uncle Luo, I'll use your car, we have something to go out."

"Oh, on the top of the cabinet over there, the garage code is 0415."

Chen Qian was dragged outside by Huang Heng and was about to complain dissatisfiedly, but suddenly felt a faint breathing sound in his ears.

Chen Qian turned his head to look, and unconsciously followed two girls behind him. She glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and suddenly realized that she should have business to do.

Huang Heng drove the car out slowly, hurriedly braking with the handbrake, Lin Yuan looked at the clumsy Huang Heng, and pulled her out of the car after he just parked the car. Huang Heng was not in a hurry, turned his head to look at Chen Qian and asked:

"Don't you need to bring anything?"

Chen Qian shook her head, her memory was superb, so she didn't need to bring any auxiliary tools. If there is something you don't understand, you can close your eyes for a moment and find the books that were once stored in your mind.

After a few people got into the car, Huang Heng rolled down the window and waved lightly at Xiao Fanwan who came out of the hall, and then closed the window.

Lin Yuan glanced at Huang Heng who was sitting in the co-pilot with surprise, Huang Heng's actions tonight seemed to be a different person, how did he look wrong.

Luo Xinlong's F150 pickup truck is much more stable than Chen Huiyao's Honda, which originally took more than a year to walk for more than 40 minutes.

The car was parked at the gate of the Blue Mountain Ranch, and Chen Qian and Robin stayed in the car. And Huang Heng and Lin Yuan returned to this dilapidated place.

Under Chen Qian's black-haired pigeon's magnetic field interference skill, Huang Heng felt that his sense of direction was instantly confused as soon as he stepped in.

The one-night city in Baisha also played a good role. After Huang Heng called Bai Sha out, Huang Heng and Lin Yuan instantly moved to the top of the city tower in Tucheng, and there were still a few people wandering around in the maze.

Among them, the two people with the camera and the microphone should be reporters from some media, and they are still in the outer circle.

"Those are two Australian broadcasters who are very popular on the turtle network, and their main focus is on the soul exploration program, and there are still a lot of hits."

When Lin Yuan stood on the tower and looked down, the scene in the maze was as clear as a holographic projection.

Huang Heng looked at the salted fish caught in the maze, except for three or four people who were innocent, the others were heavily armed security personnel.

It's just that none of these people have a pet messenger

After Huang Heng nodded at Baisha, who couldn't wait, except for the two broadcasters and a tourist who had broken in by mistake, the other militants were killed one by one by those traps in Baisha.

"It's all clones."

After Bai Sha came back, he looked at Huang Heng and licked the blood on his paws and said softly.

Huang Heng frowned, these people shouldn't be so weak.

After Bai Sha withdrew from the Night City and buried those broken corpses deep underground, the three people who were originally lost finally saw the way clearly.

The two streamers were checking the paranormal video they had just taken, only to find that the footage that had been recorded had turned completely black, as if the lens cap had not been opened.

"Hell yes."

Sauron patted the camera lightly, but it was still the same inside, and he could only complain and prepare to leave.

And a trace of horror flashed across his partner's face, and he looked at a dark blue shadow outside the abandoned villa and asked in a trembling voice:

"Sauron, what the hell is that...... It's still moving. ”

Sauron looked over with the camera, zoomed in on the footage, and finally saw a middle-aged man in a classical tuxedo pacing at the door of the villa.

Huang Heng waited until the lost traveler drove out of the Blue Mountain Ranch before he withdrew his gaze. At this moment, I heard the sound of two rao talking under the phosphorus.

Huang Heng jumped down from the trunk of the big tree and pulled himself to the ruins with spider silk to look at the ghostly thing.

I have to say that there is an essential difference between the ghost dressed up by Huang Heng and this man when it was white yesterday.

His face was composed of dark blue shimmer features, and Huang Heng finally saw a familiar face clearly after looking at it for a while.

He was Charles Elwe, the living dead in the grotto underground.

He lowered his head and didn't notice Huang Heng's figure at all, slowly moving on the ground while reciting Latin verses, and then fluttered through Huang Heng's body.

The hairs on Huang Heng's whole body stood up in an instant, and the feeling was as if a cold feather had brushed his body.

Huang Heng paused for a moment before reacting, after all, this kind of thing is too amazing.

Huang Heng waved his hand lightly, and the elven power in his whole body gushed out, washing Charles's shadow into a lot of thin. He only reacted at this time, took two steps back, looked up and down, and Huang Heng asked softly:

"Am I dreaming?"

"No, this should be the out-of-body soul in the legend."

Lin Yuan walked over with an anchor in one hand, and smiled slightly in Huang Heng's puzzled eyes:

"They've fainted."

Huang Heng understands the location, after all, the ghosts that appear in the so-called soul exploration programs are all arranged in advance, so it seems that the bolder anchors are even more afraid when they really encounter these things.

Charles's face was full of flesh and skin after becoming a ghost, and he could barely be regarded as a talent.

He looked at the surrounding moonlight and the real Huang Heng and Lin Yuan, and finally understood where he was now.

"Am I free?"

His voice was not as hoarse and oppressive as in the grotto, but magnetic.

Lin Yuan looked at the contents of the camera, and after seeing several videos with Charles back and forth, he deleted them one by one, and then threw the camera at the feet of the two.

For the first time, Charles's face showed surprise, and he blinked but couldn't cry.

Charles had no choice but to symbolically wipe the corners of his eyes, solemnly tidied up his neckline, and said softly:

"I lost my temper."

It is indeed a bit rude for an Englishman who is accustomed to being meticulous and quiet. But after all, Huang Heng and Lin Yuan have seen too many people who can't help themselves because of high-minded things, so naturally they don't have any alternative views on Charles.

Although he had no physical sense, he was pleasantly surprised to touch the grass and the old houses. When he came back to the two of them, he gently took off his hat and put it in his hand and bowed:

"I think I've been wandering around here for more than a decade, but I haven't noticed it. Thank you for the reminder, I can clearly enjoy the moonlight and freedom at this moment. ”

"By the way, I have something you should like to see."

He put his hat on and raised his hand slightly, and a pale blue light appeared in his hand and projected on the wall of the abandoned villa, like a projector.

It shows a dark-skinned figure with a bare feather attached to his bald head, and his sword outstretched in patchwork armor is charging forward.

Huang Heng has seen countless video materials and movies and TV series about the war, but none of them can depict the grandeur of the picture.

After the black man's sword was raised, the mountains behind him followed his footsteps and charged.

It is also mixed with a large number of elves with delicate bodies and pointed ears.

A mist of dust filled the battlefield, and there were men with weapons climbing around every corner of the towering temple, and most of them had fallen, except for the Black Rao team to reach the temple gate last.

"It's called Rubens, a traitor to the kingdom and a leader of the resistance."

Charles explained softly.

Huang Heng nodded and continued to read.

When the stone door of the temple opened, a bloodied woman came out, with a circle of newly formed baby's head hanging from her neck.

The woman's pure white clothes were almost dyed crimson, and when she was talking to the black man, Huang Heng suddenly felt Lin Yuan pull his arm hard.

"What?"

Huang Heng tilted his head slightly to signal that he was listening to her.

Lin Yuan suddenly said:

"What do you think of that woman's mouth?"

Huang Heng heard the words and asked Charles to rewind to that scene, the woman's bloody robe was enlarged again, and the wrinkles on her face were clearly visible, Huang Heng followed her and opened her mouth and whispered:

"Qing-Wu-Guo."

The smoke and dust dissipated, but the two people in the picture stood still. Huang Heng turned his head to look at Charles strangely, only to find that the dark blue luster on his body had already become extremely faint.

Then, with a slight flicker, his body disappeared completely.

Huang Heng turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, who turned around and walked in the direction of the underground mine. Huang Heng followed.

"What does that woman mean?"

Huang Heng asked as he walked.

Lin Yuan just wanted something, but he still shook his head slightly. This kind of thing is beyond the imagination of Liangrao.

After all, Lin Yuan translated "Qingwu Kingdom" into "Death Fault" according to its meaning before, but now it seems that this word is just a transliteration, so all Lin Yuan's previous conjectures have been overturned.

Huang Heng and Lin Yuan took a deep breath, stepped into the stone room, and immediately saw Charles, whose eyes were shining in the blue light. When he saw the two of them coming, he just wanted to get up to greet them, but the stone chair under him reminded him to settle down.

There were countless words written in English on the A4 paper in Charles's hand, but Huang Heng picked it up and found that the content inside was obscure and abnormal, and he could only understand a few particles in the middle.

As a professor of literature, Charles, who had been trapped for fifty or sixty years, still couldn't get rid of his habit of pretending to be two in Shakespearean English.

After Huang Heng asked if Charles knew about Qingwu Kingdom, Charles wrinkled his dry forehead and shook his head semi-affirmatively.

As for the priestess with the head collar, she was the only priestess of the Cult of Takos for four hundred years, and she was also the last emperor of the empire.

Lin Yuan frowned and turned to leave, and Huang Heng had to hurriedly say goodbye to Charles and keep up with her.

After the two of them left the stone room, Huang Heng's phone rang, it was "The Circle of Affection of the Gods", which was a special ringtone for Xiao Fanqiao.

Huang Heng sneered at Lin Yuan's strange eyes and connected Xiao Fan's phone, but it was voicemail.

"Somebody came into the ranch...... Several of us are wounded, come back quickly. ”

Xiao Fan's weak voice trembled and lowered, Huang Heng glanced at the phone in surprise, the number in it should be correct.

Lin Yuan slapped Huang Heng on the shoulder, turned into black mist and wrapped Huang Heng straight out of the ranch, Huang Heng opened the car door and sat in, turning his head in the puzzled eyes of Robin and Chen Qian:

"They've changed their target."

Huang Heng thought a lot when he was on the road, he was very sure that the location of the homecoming ranch was not exposed, and he didn't know how the Andrews Mountain Alliance found this place.

Huang Heng kept dialing the phone, and there was always a busy sound on the phone, whether it was Xiao Fan's or Luo Xinlong's landline.

"Broken signal!"

The car had already reached its maximum speed, and Lin Yuan dispersed the black mist and wrapped the tires to prevent them from bursting due to heat.

A few days later, black smoke could already be seen outside the ranch, and several people hovered in the air and searched for survivors.

Lin Yuan's speed was the fastest, she had already opened the car door and disappeared into black mist, while Huang Heng followed her figure and continued to pull forward several earthen walls that suddenly appeared with spider silk.

Robin was about to get out of the car, turned his head to look at Chen Qian, who was pitifully pulling his arm, sighed slightly, picked Chen Qian off the car, and flew to the other exit of the ranch together.

The people flying in the air fell to the ground one after another in a black mist, and they rolled on the ground a few times before being completely bitten to pieces by the white sand that followed.

Huang Heng walked to the front of the villa and found that there were still figures flashing in the log villa.

Huang Heng and Lin Yuan dodged a flame with a slight flicker, and the house completely collapsed, and the fiery red dragon and the woman next to the dragon appeared.

The woman wears red high heels, tattoos in the shape of flames, and her hair is coiled high. She grabbed a person in her hand, glanced at Huang Heng and Lin Yuan, and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect there to be two people here, it seems that Gordon you can have a good meal today."

The red dragon lowered its scaly head, opened its mouth after the flame in its mouth was extinguished:

"Yes, my mistress."

"Demon Dragon Tricyelia, level twenty-six pet messenger, what about the two of you?"

Huang Heng looked at the person in the woman's hand, breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said:

"I'm afraid we don't need to tell you this, only idiots are talking to themselves before the fight starts."

Tracy was not annoyed, and clenched her fingers lightly like pinching a rubber doll, and the person in her hand finally cried out loudly:

"Fourth, please, help me. I know it's me who didn't ...... it before."

The skin on Ning Jing's face was scorched by the flames on the fire dragon's body, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, his snot and tears evaporating instantly as they flowed down.

Huang Heng shook his head slightly:

"If it's just this chip, I'm afraid your disappointment will be in vain."

"I know your information, and I know the address of your home. By the way, you still have a real sister, aren't ......?"

Tracy wasn't done yet, Huo Ran flashed a yellow light, and Bai Sha stared at her behind her.

"It's really a shame for a dog to use a dog as an elf pet."

Flames gradually pulsed on her body, and in an instant, the dragon roared and rushed towards Huang Heng.

When Huang Heng stood in place, Lin Yuan had already pulled out the giant blade to block the fire dragon's claws, and then slapped the giant blade blade on the fire dragon's cheek with a backhand.

Lin Yuan rose into the air, and the fire dragon turned his head to glance at Tracy, who also shook his huge flesh wings and fluttered, with a wingspan as wide as thirty meters.

Huang Heng still stood in place, looked at Tracy and asked softly:

"Do you know where the others are?"

As soon as Huang Heng finished asking, he suddenly heard the roar of a giant ape in the distance, he listened to the team voice in the team mode and nodded reassuringly, and then disappeared in Tracy's surprised eyes.

Tracy took two steps back, using Ning Jing to block in front of her, but when she was back, she felt a pain in the crook of her leg.

The flames on her body swelled, condensing into a solid armor that lightly blocked Huang Heng's ice caries

Huang Heng gently pulled it with spider silk, and Ning Jing had already flown out and landed on the pile of minced meat outside. He screamed like a woman, flapping the blood and flames on his arm.

Tracy, Bai Sha, and Huang Heng are standing at the moment just forming a perfect triangle.

Han Wu on Huang Heng's shoulder rubbed his round eyes, looked at the woman in front of him wearing flame armor, and smiled slightly contemptuously.

Tracy didn't know why, but she could see that look of disdain on the face of a pet, the size of a palm.

Huang Heng held the long-lost ice blade, and gently shook a knife flower and asked in a deep voice:

"Now can you tell me how you found out about this?"

Tracy took a deep breath, she saw an inexplicable murderous aura in Huang Heng's eyes, so she clenched her hands in a false position, and in an instant, a flame long knife appeared in her hand

The flames on the knife body distorted her whole body a little as they drooped down, and she whispered:

"It's not certain who lives and who dies."

Ever since Huang Heng first came into contact with the Pet Emissary, he was often shocked by its complex and all-encompassing skills.

As long as it is within the power of the elves, all kinds of skills are absolutely handy to use, and there is no jerky feeling at all. Even if it's an ordinary combat skill.

And when Huang Heng faced the female rao in front of him called the demon dragon Trixielia, this sense of discomfort always came to his heart.

All of Tracy's skills are related to the fire attribute, as if they are to cooperate with the fire dragon.

The horror of the pet messenger lies in the variety of skills that cannot be guarded against, and it is impossible for her to make such a choice.

When Tracy's flame long knife collided with the ice blade in Huang Heng's hand, a white vapor rose from the position where the two blades touched, and the flames that were clearly extinguished and the ice blade in Huang Heng's hand that was constantly replenishing cracks made the two of them jealous of each other.

The two looked at each other, the blade in their hands burning, condensing.

Tracy looked at Huang Heng, who was fearless, and stepped back slightly, and Huang Heng's vision was still stuck when she was fighting against herself, so she couldn't help but take a step forward because of her strength.

It was this short step that the flames that had disappeared reappeared, and the moment Huang Heng raised his hand, the spider silk was dried by the flames and turned into ashes and disappeared.

The flames descended on Huang Heng's throat, but they did not burn down. Huang Heng took advantage of Tracy's short distraction to take two steps back, and then looked at her suspiciously.

Because Bai Sha was afraid of flames, he could only wander far around Tracy, so it was not it that had just saved Huang Heng's life.

Tracy looked up at the sky, and Lin Yuan in the air held a giant knife and slapped it on the red dragon's body one by one, just like she usually slapped garlic on the cutting board.

It's just that the red dragon is much stronger than the garlic cloves, and the knife in Lin Yuan's hand turned into a fan-like afterimage, so he slapped a few pieces of the red dragon's scale armor.

The red dragon's place of support was broken, revealing flesh and blood flowing like magma, and it screamed angrily and opened its jaws and spewed flames, but it was deftly flashed by the forest that turned into a black mist.

The sound of the red dragon screaming at injury caused Tracy to pause for a moment, she couldn't figure out how anyone could survive her red dragon's hands intact.

Huang Heng glanced at Tracy with disdain, thinking that she was so proud of fighting with countless pet messengers before, but now it seems that she has never seen the barking in the market.

It's just that Tracy's full-body flame armor is really difficult, and Huang Heng still doesn't have a good attack idea.

Last time, too, when the Australian Demon Dragon was defending his whole body, Huang Heng and Lin Yuan were also at a loss.

Look at the invincible armor since ancient times.

White Sand's newly acquired Night City is a good skill, but Tracy's red dragon is flying in the air and will show all the paths in the maze to Tracy's mind

Huang Heng gritted his teeth and disappeared, and threw a dart in Tracy's surprised eyes.