"The people of the Demon Gate are really evil!" Lao Chen frowned.

After the appearance of the Demon Gate, things are mysterious, often sneaky, and more secretive than the Ghost Gate.

It is said that the people of the Demon Gate did not know how to merge the Demon Gate into their command and grew in an instant.

But even so, it has always been very low-key.

It wasn't until the dungeon incident that he began to openly provoke the Dao Alliance.

At the beginning, Liang Jingru promised her to help deal with the matter of Bai Xiaochuan's Demon Gate, and Liang Jingru's words as a big man certainly counted.

After a period of suppression, the Demon Gate did suffer heavy losses, and the hidden Demon Gate disciples in various places were uprooted, but the strange thing was that the Demon Gate seemed to have no reaction at all.

There was no response to the attack on the Daomeng.

And except for the branches in various places, it seems that no one cares about it at all, and it is in a state of leaderless dragons and scattered sand.

But not long after, it was the Demon Gate copy that appeared.

It can be seen that the demon gate is not powerless to fight back, but is planning some conspiracy.

Now that a hand is suddenly found in the dungeon, it makes people have to think more, why did the Demon Gate put a hand in the dungeon, and what was the purpose? Or is it simply a sense of ritual?

Lao Chen frowned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a reason.

Bai Xiaochuan said: "This is a devil's clutch ......"

"The clutches?" Lao Chen looked puzzled, what the hell is the devil's clutche, haven't you heard of it at all?

Bai Xiaochuan looked at Lao Chen with a puzzled face, and explained: "The devil's hand is the devil's hand, but this hand has not yet completely become a demon, only half of it!" ”

"The formation of demons is varied, ghosts can also become demons, people can also become demons, as long as there is enough despair, people can become demons, this big brother is a little ruthless, he actually chopped off his own hand, put it here to absorb everyone's despair, and want to become a demon...... Terrible! ”

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaochuan admired, although he didn't know what method the other party used, and this hand really became a demon without any life, I don't know what kind of consideration this person had in doing this.

But according to his character, no matter what your purpose is, anyway, I found this thing, and I will take it, buddy, and it will be difficult to use whatever you have in mind when the time comes.

Want to grab it back? I'm afraid it's a dream, but he has a system space.

Once you throw it inside, you won't even find it if you face him face to face.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaochuan directly threw the clutches into the synthesis space of the system.

Although the clutch of the demon is only half formed, the demon's physique is particularly powerful, and it is not inferior to his golden body.

And the magic thing has some strange abilities.,With the addition of a strange system.,I don't know what weird things can be made.。

Speaking of which, Bai Xiaochuan was actually a little expectant.

Lao Chen was stunned when he watched from the side, and as soon as the person turned his hand, the clutch was gone.

There must be some treasure in this guy, but after being mixed up for so long, he still knows very well what to ask and what not to ask.

And according to Bai Xiaochuan's identity, he can directly contact a big guy like Liang Jingru, so he doesn't have to worry about things here at all.

At this point, the Desperate Bus quest is reopened.

The wave of people who came in last night disappeared silently after entering the bus yard.

The tracker also failed inexplicably, and there was no signal coming from it.

Entering the bus yard, because of the heavy rain, the image is blurry, and I can only vaguely see as if a group of people have walked into a house and have never come out.

Wen Tailai and Bai Wenlong were worried, but they couldn't contact Bai Xiaochuan inexplicably.

It was as if everything had come to an abrupt end at the bus depot.

So the two of them are staring at the screen this time, seeing what will happen to the person who breaks into the dungeon today.

If it doesn't work, then I'll go in person tomorrow, no matter what, I have to find Bai Xiaochuan, this is an important person, pinning the hopes of the big guy, but it can't just be so inexplicable.

There were already a lot of people gathered in the live broadcast room at this time.

The location shown on the screen is the first bus stop, and it is also the place where Bai Xiaochuan and the others waited for the bus after entering.

It all starts here.

Inside, just like yesterday, it began to rain lightly, and it was estimated that it would turn into a heavy rain after a while.

Maybe it was too early and no one else arrived, and there was only one person waiting at the bus stop.

It is a man of about thirty-four or five years old, wearing a combat uniform, with a tall figure, a big shaved head, and a face that belongs to the type that you know this guy is not easy to mess with at a glance.

The big bald head was waiting there for the bus.

After waiting for a while, the bus didn't come.

He anxiously looked at the watch in his hand, very puzzled, the first bus came yesterday was this point, and it has been ten minutes today, why hasn't he come.

Everyone in the live broadcast room is also strange.

Something is wrong with the copy again, it shouldn't have been broken by that guy again.

Someone said weakly: "I remember yesterday that guy seemed to have snatched the steering wheel of all the cars......"

As soon as this person's words came out, everyone in the live broadcast room immediately reacted.

That's right, yesterday Bai Xiaochuan pulled out the steering wheel of the bus, and he was still waiting for a hairy bus, I guess there will be no one that can drive!

When everyone thought of this, they suddenly had a very fucked up feeling, which big brother is called a copy killer, and it really lives up to its name, every copy, as long as he participates, it is guaranteed that he can make a moth.

"I don't think there will be a car for this copy today!"

"It should be, the bus doesn't have a steering wheel, how can there be a car to ......?"

Everyone in the live broadcast room began to discuss, feeling that the big bald head standing in the rain was particularly pitiful, this guy was waiting in the rain, he probably didn't watch the live broadcast yesterday.

I guess I'll have to wait for one night here.

As everyone was talking, they heard the sound of "dragging and dragging and dr

"What sound?" Questions were raised.

It didn't take long to see two points of light appear in the distance of the video, and soon the points of light became larger, and the sound of "dragging and dragging and dragging" was very urgent, I don't know what kind of transportation it was, and it was running wildly in the rainy night.

Half a minute later, in the midst of everyone's stunned eyes, an old-fashioned tractor "clanged" to stop in front of the bald head.

Nima!

Everyone in the live broadcast room was dumbfounded, dare to love that the bus steering wheel is gone, will it be replaced by a tractor today? Isn't this a little too casual?

If the tractor also robs people of the steering wheel tonight, will Ming'er use a rickshaw......

There was a driver sitting on it, and there was a pale ** squatting next to him, holding a broom in his arms.

What's more, these two people are so unique.

That driver still wears a mask at night, why are you afraid that the night wind will blow your delicate skin?

The big bald head was a little stunned inside, this special bus didn't come, and a tractor came......

The Breaking Bad Bus dungeon has become a Breaking Purpose Tractor?

Didn't you play like this, did you change the way you played temporarily?

Standing there with a bald head, a little puzzled in my heart, I didn't know whether to get on the tractor for a while.

I saw the driver's face turn around and say, "Please get in the car......"

I'm called Nima!

The bald head almost didn't vomit in fright......