On the main road of Golden Crow City, Haig and Hunter Parks walked side by side, just three or four meters behind them, followed by two royal guards of the Golden Crow Kingdom.

The two of them didn't care at all, and walked on the road as if they were strolling leisurely. Let the people bypass them from afar, hiding in the distance and whispering and pointing and pointing.

The two guards followed behind Mr. Haig, and did not hide their intentions in the slightest.

As a newly treated medical officer, this level of "protection" is absolutely necessary until he can formally gain trust.

However, the two only talked about their friendship and expressed their concern for the condition of the lord of the country. Until the end of the topic, they said goodbye to each other, and they didn't say anything else.

Following Mr. Haig back to his home, the two of them were speechless in surprise when they looked at the buildings in front of them covering an area of kilometers and the extremely exquisite decorations inside.

Mr. Haig only smiled slightly, and spit out a sentence in an extremely indifferent tone: "Welcome two people to join, let's live forever together!"

The next moment, the two suddenly felt a cold murderous aura behind them. As soon as he turned around, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, and before he could draw his knife to resist, he felt a pain in the back of his head.

"Click!

Two cervical vertebrae fractures sounded in succession.

"Poof!

As soon as it was dark, the two fell to the ground almost at the same time. Haig had already flashed to them from three meters away, glancing at the two on the ground with disdain.

Looking up again, he looked at the black shadow that was cooperating with the feint attack and smiled slightly: "It is worthy of being a ranger, and the speed of the larval stage is so fast!"

The pretending sneak attacker behind it is none other than the former Harden Green. At this time, he just bowed down slightly and remained silent, while Haig nodded with great satisfaction: "Send them to the wormhole, one night of transformation time is more than enough!"

Harden Green leaned down again and lifted it lightly, effortlessly grasping the two belts, leaving the two of them dangling in the air.

"Yes!

As for the two sabers on the ground, let's just throw them here first!

Maybe it's a bit of a waste to spend precious eggs on two guards. But only this method can make him get closer to the lord of the country more safely.

Waste, waste!

Ma Shuo was standing in front of a pile of bone fragments at this time, seriously doing a "jigsaw" game. Luo Ning sat on the side, watching quietly without saying a word.

No reminder, no interruption.

The last phalange bone was spliced, and Ma Shuo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Luo Ning: "Master, I'm done." ”

The seemingly cruel human skeleton jigsaw puzzle was officially over in just five minutes. And after watching the whole process from the sidelines, Luo Ning couldn't find any fault.

This unexpected speed and efficiency made her faintly surprised in her heart.

But the surface was still stiff and indifferent, and he just nodded slightly and asked, "Ma Xiaobai, have you studied before?"

"Hmm!" Ma Shuo nodded lightly: "Yes, Master, I have learned these things before." ”

From the moment he learned that what he was going to do next was skeletal cognition and splicing work, he knew that it was better to admit his past directly than to deliberately hide it and be exposed.

And Luo Ning really had no interest in who Ma Shuo had studied with before, and how long he had been studying, so he just said "um" lightly to show that he understood.

This is very similar to Old Man Liu, which makes Ma Shuo can't help but think in his heart: Shi Niang is worthy of being a Shi Niang, if there is no resemblance to Master, it will make Ma Shuo feel strange.

Since he had such a good foundation before, Luo Ning didn't want to waste any more time on bones. Slowly got up and left a sentence while going out: "Let's study well, and I'll teach you something else after dinner." ”

"Bang!" As the door closed softly from the outside, Ma Shuo turned around again and fiddled with the bones on the table. This kind of behavior that seems extremely terrifying to ordinary people is not unusual in Ma Shuo's eyes.

At this time, he was the only one left, his hands unconsciously fiddling with the bones, but his head couldn't help but think about what role he played in Susan's suicide.

It's not entirely unreasonable to have such thoughts, but it's very difficult to tell one, two, three.

Because he only has an ethereal premonition now, and there is no actual evidence to prove what the black gas that sank into the ground is?

When he inadvertently combined the black gas with Miss Riddle's experience as a mind-eater, the movement of his hands suddenly stopped.

Clear air, black gas, small amount, large amount?

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I had a bold guess in my heart: perhaps, those were all negative emotions! It's just that because they weren't absorbed by the mind eater the first time, there was a completely unknown change.

Thinking of this, Ma Shuo pursed his lips lightly and sighed. I never imagined that the unintentional action at that time would have such a huge and potentially long-term impact.

Because of this, I thought of Robert, who was already living in the cemetery, perhaps because of Ma Shuo's plan, so that the whole thing did not deteriorate again.

But is it really a good thing for him that Ma Shuo is already involved?

He sighed deeply again, and turned his gaze in the direction of the Northern Cemetery. It was as if through the layers of walls and a distance of thousands of meters, I could see the endless coldness on the young man's face.

In the cemetery, there were a lot of timbers piled up next to Susan's tombstone, and Robert quickly and orderly took the timbers and nails, and put them together in an orderly manner "bang bang bang".

As a wealthy child, Robert dreamed of having his own small space at a very young age.

Therefore, it was not difficult for him to build such a very simple wooden house for living only.

Ma Shuo stood there more than ten meters behind him, without saying a word. Robert may not have found out, or he may have known about it, but he didn't want to pay attention to Marsh at all.

It's just that it's constantly busy and beating, and gradually it has a little bit of a prototype to shelter from the wind and rain.

Now Ma Shuo can be sure that the other party has indeed put some of the blame on him. And judging from the current state, it is likely that the hatred for himself is much more obvious than that of the man and woman.

After all, from the other party's point of view, compared to James and Amanda, who don't know where, Ma Shuo is close at hand.

Although it used to exist as a "helper", judging from the current results, it seems that there is no sign of easing the situation.

In Robert's completely uncalm brain, he even attributed all the responsibility for the current ending to Ma Shuo.

None of this is about good or evil, just in the current conditions of extreme helplessness. As a boat in the midst of a raging storm, desperate for the only chance to vent his endless fears.

After all, the man and woman were far away in the sky, and Ma Shuo was close at this time.

In his brain, which couldn't calm down at all, maybe the result would have been better if Ma Shuo hadn't been involved!

Nearly half an hour of silence made Ma Shuo lose the last shred of patience. The moment he turned to leave, he pulled this seemingly pitiful new mausoleum keeper into the blacklist that must be vigilant without hesitation.

I won't take the initiative to hurt you, but I definitely don't want to be hurt by you either!

Sorry! Robert Dimon, you're on the blacklist.