I don't know if it was hit by the content of her words, or if her gaze was too cold, Fu Sen's heart was suffocated, and he felt a chill all over his body.

"You're not human! How did you get down? The rules here are so strict, and the entrance and exit areas are set up to check the identities of humans and non-humans, how the hell did you get in? ”

He couldn't imagine how this non-human in front of him had managed to get past those hurdles and come to this place?

Although he is not a member of the Anti-Goblin Association, he himself has been in the darkness of this world, and he has been exposed to and seen a lot, and he knows a little bit about these things.

Back then, the lord of the secret realm fought with the big goblin, and the big goblin, who was a goblin, "sacrificed" himself for this world, and countless people were grateful.

But so what?

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

Just as there are good people and bad people in humans, so do goblins.

A group of anti-human goblins formed a group, secretly killing humans everywhere, still delusional to dominate the world.

Fu Sen wasn't sure which wave the teenager in front of him belonged to.

"Are you from that organization, or from a florist?"

"That organization, what kind of organization? The Witch's House? Dai Li only knows that except for a flower shop, the fairy in this world is the witch's house, and the others are scattered and scattered demons without factions.

Fu Sen wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or confusing herself, but she still didn't let go: "No matter what organization it is, you just need to explain which wave you are." ”

"Then I can only regret to tell you that I don't seem to be in any wave. If I had to talk about a wave, probably I would be considered a witch. ”

"Of the Witch's House?" Fu Sen suddenly remembered that the group of aboriginal goblins who were also "dug up" from the ground and were older than their human beings seemed to have finally returned to the Witch House and became the Witch House faction.

Dai Li shook her head: "It's not the witch house, it's the witch sect." ”

Because she wasn't sure why there was a "witch's house" in this world, but as a descendant of the witch family, it didn't seem like anything for her to establish a branch of the witch family in this world, right?

"The Witch Sect?" Fu Sen frowned, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"Of course I haven't heard of it, this sect has just been established, and it has not yet opened the mountain to accept apprentices, and I am the head of this sect."

"......" Fu Sen felt that he had been fooled, and he grabbed his collar tightly, wanting to beat her, "Don't joke with me, I'm telling you seriously." ”

"I'm also serious, I'm not kidding you." Dai Li shrugged her shoulders, a little innocent, "These half-bodies are what I sent out to find my apprentices, well, this little light can grow a half-body in such a short time, so you can consider it." Whether we are humans, elves, or other races, we can join, if you are interested, you can tell me, and I will leave you a place for trial. ”

"Get out!"

Fu Sen threw her away, so angry that he wanted to curse.

Dai Li turned over in mid-air, landed firmly on the ground, and said with a serious face: "What I said is true." Although you are stubborn and difficult, your ability is not bad, and I think the logistics department can leave you a place. Well, some shady things can be completely handed over to you. ”

Fu Sen didn't hold back, and didn't care whether he was the opponent of the other party or not, so he rushed over.

Dai Li smiled heartily and shook hands with him.

She said, this guy is not good-tempered, how can he bear it?

Look, it's not that I can't hold back.

Alas...... Anyway, she was idle and bored, so she didn't have to fight him with embarrassment.

Ahem, she won't admit it, in fact, she has itchy hands and wants to find someone to practice her hands.

Before recovering his memory, he suspected that he was a "fighting maniac", but after recovering his memory, he realized that although he was not a fighting maniac, he was not far from ten.

She is not a fighting maniac, but "likes to talk with her fists".