"You don't need to know." Wu Xie smiled contemptuously. Turning his head to Zhang Qilin, he said: "If you hold the ghost seal, they won't attack you, remember my words, those who hold the ghost seal won't be attacked by materializers." Therefore, the ghost seal cannot be lost. Go ahead and wait for me at the finish line. ”

Zhang Qilin glanced at Wu Xie, nodded vigorously, turned around and ran.

Seeing Zhang Qilin's figure disappear at one end of the passage, the two people stopped in front of Wu Xie and said, "No one bothered us this time." ”

"You seem to be interested in my other personalities, but unfortunately you can only see them after you die." Wu Xie smiled slightly, and jumped into the air to attack.

"Fierce General Wu Fei." The man said and easily dodged Wu Xie's attack.

"I'm curious why you think you can fight two." The woman flashed in front of Wu Xie, and the two of them said almost face to face.

Wu Xie remained motionless as if neither of them existed, and a faint barrier appeared on his body to block out all damage.

"As long as he can reach the Bronze Gate smoothly, whether we fight to the death or chat, it won't affect the ending. So you guys are so serious about doing one thing, don't you feel bored after so many reincarnations? Wu Xie asked suddenly.

"It's just a matter of doing its job, and that's what exists for us." Wu Fei said.

"Why don't you ask me what my name is?" The woman dodged away from Wu Xie and calmly sat on the stone on the side and said.

Looking at the woman's somewhat lonely expression, the corners of Wu Xie's mouth twitched, feeling funny and a little lost, but he didn't ask, just silently commented on the path that Zhang Qilin left.

Zhang Qilin didn't choose the way to hold the ghost seal and trotted forward at a constant speed, and the road was gradually filled with a layer of mist.

Knock, knock, knock

Following the crisp bell, Zhang Qilin from far to near, not surrounded by rock masses and mountain walls, but came to a high ground, looking down from the high slope, there is a small village, the village is surrounded by a wooden railing, if it is not seen from a high place, it will be hidden by the surrounding trees in normal circumstances, it is difficult to find.

There is a big tree on the high slope, and a half-sized boy under the tree is sitting under the tree with half his back, and his clear eyes are reflected in Zhang Qilin's eyes, and he happens to look at Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin was stunned for a moment, looked at this person, and felt a little familiar.

Under the high slope, a person who almost wrapped himself under a strip of cloth walked slowly, seemingly slowly, in just a few seconds, he went straight through Zhang Qilin's body, put a basket in front of the half-grown child, took out a steamed bun from it and threw it away, and then left with the basket, never saying a word from beginning to end.

The half-grown child stretched out his hand, took the steamed bun steadily, and ate it silently, completely ignoring everything around him, and closed his eyes casually on the tree trunk after eating.

He should be watching the person who delivered the food, Zhang Qilin speculated, since the people here can't see themselves, it should be safe to walk around.

Although he made up his mind, Zhang Qilin's actions were still tiptoeing, and the half-old child in the distance was a little concerned, so he sneaked to the half-old child's side, and before he could carefully look at his appearance, a huge suction force was sent out from the half-old child, and Zhang Qilin felt that the world was spinning and he lost consciousness.

At the moment just now, he felt a breath of qi beside him, although there was no malice, but the knee-jerk reaction of the profession still made the body make the best action. I saw the half-grown child roll out of the distance of half a foot, but there was no one in the original position.

Is it a delusion? The half-grown child looked around for a moment, and made sure that there was no strange breath, and then lay back under the tree, and the sound of children playing under the high slope, the sound of insects and birds, and the sound of people in the village whispering in the distance, but none of them were made to him.

All he can accept is orders, and he exists only to fulfill them. The half-grown child stood up, jumped directly down the high slope, grabbed the vines and kept borrowing strength in the process of falling, and fell to the ground with agility and walked into the village.

The people of the village did not seem to notice him, and they were busy with their own business, and the half-grown children also walked to the well and fetched a bucket of water, in which a young face was reflected.

Everything is so ordinary, because his code name is mute.