Ember's beautiful thin lips hooked up a smile: "Really?"

"Of course!" said the clown, looking proud, "you've earned popularity for your outstanding performance in the past!cheer for yourself!Plague 67!Thank you for that guest!"

At the voice of the clown, Ember looked up and glanced at the many luxurious floatboats in the sky.

His face is as handsome as a god and demon, and even in a terrible environment like purgatory, he seems to have a charm that attracts the attention of the whole world.

Mu Roujia in the floatboat saw his raised head at a glance, and her gaze seemed to be on his.

His gaze seemed to have a kind of magic, as if it had penetrated the mysterious green crystal screen and saw her directly.

This wonderful feeling made Mu Roujia's heart skip a beat.

"Clown, why don't you want him to thank our young lady?"

Xing'er, who was standing beside Mu Roujia, observed her words and found that her young lady seemed to really like this No. 67 epidemic person, and couldn't help urging the clown.

The clown, who was accustomed to being the host of the killing feast, was naturally also clever, so he hurriedly smiled at this time and urged one after another: "No. 67 plague person, tell you to say thank you! Why don't you say it? Hurry up and thank that beautiful, kind, and noble guest like the sun and moon in the sky, so that I can tell you the whereabouts of that prey." ”

"Thank you. The corners of Ash's lips curled.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mu Roujia seems to feel that there is a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

Her fingers wearing delicate enamel armor couldn't help but clench the armrest of the chair she was sitting on, how could this man be so disrespectful to her?!

However, even his disrespect seemed to have a special charm, and the more he did this, the more she wanted him to bow down to her!

Thank you is so insincere......

The clown was a little dissatisfied, this No. 67 epidemic victim didn't seem to be very interesting, how could it be like the No. 78 little girl who thanked His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince before, and a little face was about to smile a flower. What about this No. 67? It was obviously a major matter related to his combat effectiveness, but he didn't seem to care at all!

The clown had the heart to ask him to thank Miss Mu again, but for some reason, looking at Ash's narrow and dark eyes, he always felt a little cringe.

He hesitated for a moment, but gave up his intention to let Ember thank him again, and said directly to Ember: "Okay, now I'll tell you crucial information! Where is that prey covered in treasure! Rejoice, be grateful! Lucky plague No. 67, you will soon be able to harvest one of the few big prey on the leaderboard—— her position is not far to your southwest!"

Sure enough, it was Ah Ying.

Ember was the first to judge.

Just now he jumped from the southwest direction of the river, and because that direction was reserved for Ah Ying to eat, he had already cleared the scene, and there was no one else except Ah Ying.

And he didn't believe that it was so coincidental, in addition to Ah Ying, a combat master, there happened to be another person on the leaderboard in that direction?

The map is so big, and the top few of their leaderboards are still scattered.

He hadn't met any of them.

"I see. Ember said.

The clown is triumphant: "Alright, go and enjoy your prey! Just grab her stuff and you'll be one step closer to victory!"

The corners of Ember's lips curled into an inexplicable smile, and her slender figure stepped out of the darkness of the lake and headed northeast.