The little spider saw Han Yue and the others standing aside, and rushed over excitedly, so frightened that the three of them turned pale and had goosebumps all over their bodies.

The master's deep internal force broke the two legs of the red spider, not to mention that they don't have such a strong internal force, King Yu, who can compete with the master, has no body of his own, which is equivalent to abolishing martial arts and is equal to vain.

Even if Bai Mu has the body of King Yu, he doesn't know how to use other people's bodies at all.

The three of them fled frantically.

The little spider thought they were playing with themselves and were chasing after them.

The spiders chase, they run, and the faster they run, the faster the spiders will chase.

Only the rumbling sound of the falling trees of the houses was heard.

"Are you sure you want to keep it around?" Ye Junchen looked at the place where there was a constant noise in the distance, and said in a low voice, "There must be more than so few spiders in the nest below. ”

"This spider is already dead, it was brought back to life by drinking my blood, and it only obeys my orders." Eleven, "Your instincts are correct, I think this matter is far from over, and it must be useful to keep it." ”

"Ah Ye."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"I saw two kinds in the spider hole, one is squeaky like this, the whole body is pitch black, and there are weird patterns on the body, these patterns will emit a faint blue light in the dark, and the other is a black spider the size of a little finger nail, small in size, fast, although the attack power is not strong, there are many of them, and it doesn't take half a pillar of incense to gnaw a person into white bones."

"I found in the nest that the spider eggs are only squeaky, and the black spiders are all hatched by the human body, and there are so many nests that are definitely not only hatched by those corpses in the secret room."

"I suspect that the killer of the serial murder is the spider."

A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Junchen's eyes, and he hurriedly entered the study, looked at the scattered files on the ground, sighed secretly, and squatted down to pick them up.

Just as he was about to pick up the second piece of paper, his soft body was pressed against his broad back, his small hand grabbed his big hand tightly, and the soft and glutinous voice sounded in Ye Junchen's ears.

"Teach you a new spell."

Eleven grabbed Ye Junchen's finger and slowly drew spells in the air, the wind slowly swimming around the room.

"Is it a wind spell?" Ye Junchen said, "Why is it a bit similar? ”

"Water, fire, wind, and the like are the most basic, and people who study the Fa will, if they want to use it well and become a secret skill, in addition to relying on talent, they must also have continuous innovation attempts, and now many people who study the Fa are complacent." Eleven Dao, "This talisman taught to you is a spell formed by the fusion of the wind spell and the repair spell. ”

After Eleven finished speaking, he sped up, and when the spell was finished, the breeze lifted the dossier on the ground in mid-air, flying in a spiral, and many of the damaged parts of the dossier were also restored to their original state due to the repair technique, and they fell neatly on the table.

"Eleven, can the rest of the repair be repaired except for the paper?" Ye Junchen saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help but ask excitedly.

"What has no vitality can be restored, but what has been damaged by special damage cannot be repaired."

"Special destruction?" Ye Junchen asked softly.

"Like spells." Eleven smiled, "Want to learn? ”

"With such a spell, it is much easier to handle the case." Ye Junchen nodded, "I'm not afraid of murderers destroying things." ”

"It's really strange to you, everyone looks forward to peace and prosperity, but you are looking forward to a murder case." Eleven, "I'll teach you." ”