"Handsome guy, what the hell do you think that fantasy match is?" Luna followed Xue Yuan with a smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How do I know?" Xue Yuan was very uneasy about this changeable woman, if he could, he would have wanted to get rid of this woman and go it alone. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he ran or circled, the woman always followed him unhurriedly.

"You speak so fiercely, it makes people so scared, and makes people want to kill you directly."

As soon as the words fell, Xue Yuan felt that a sharp object was pressed against his waist, and he immediately stopped.

"Now I'm willing to talk well, rookie boy." Luna's lips were close to his ear, and she embraced him. The two were as close as a couple. Pedestrians on the side of the street walked past them in twos and threes, and no one cast curious glances. "I'm not good at analysis, I just listened to your conversation with Charlotte, I feel like you guessed something, tell me."

"Then you should share the task with me first." Xue Yuan felt that the sharp thing had cut through his skin.

"As I said before, if you survive until the next day, I'll share the task with you." Luna's breath spewed onto his ears, making Xue Yuan's ears tickle.

Xue Yuan only felt that the sharp thing was still stabbing into the flesh of his waist.

"I'm a stingy woman, you'd better have something to say." Luna warned by biting her ear.

"And what do you want to know?"

"All, all your conjectures."

"You're a veteran gamer, why are you asking me such a question? I'm just a rookie. Xue Yuan said as he tried to wink at the pedestrians around him. It's a pity that the pedestrians on the streets of Copenhagen are obviously not enthusiastic, and the two of them have been hugging each other "intimately" here for almost five minutes, and no one has come over to even look at them. Everyone is going their own way, going about their own business, and not paying the slightest attention to the affairs of others.

"Take that thing away from my waist and I'll tell you." Xue Yuan felt that his flesh had been pierced a few centimeters, and it was itchy and painful.

"Okay then." Luna pulls the sharp object back. Xue Yuan bared his teeth in pain—the sharp thing must have a barb, and he looked down to see that there was already a trace of blood on his waist.

"This crazy woman!" Xue Yuan hated to cut this woman with a thousand knives in his heart, but the current situation was compelling, and the eldest husband could bend and stretch, so he could only answer obediently.

"According to my guess, this fantasy match is probably a psychic substance similar to a psychedelic in this world." Xue Yuan said.

"That's all?" Luna's voice was tinged with some displeasure, "Go on. ”

Xue Yuan greeted this woman's family a hundred times in his heart.

"At the moment, the country should be troubled internally and externally, the enthronement and reshuffle of the new king, the war on all sides of Denmark, and the invasion of strange ghosts...... It's impossible to explain these things clearly in one or two sentences, and you've listened to the conversation between them, have you extracted any information? We just need to know that we are going to help that fat man run errands and get 1,000 boxes of the purest fantasy matches, what else do you want me to analyze? Xue Yuan was a little annoyed.

"Alas, it's nothing, it's boring." Luna let go of him abruptly, "I thought I could run into a wise man." ”

Her voice suddenly lowered, and she muttered something strange.

Xue Yuan hurriedly touched his waist, and the wound was actually scarred. However, on the street, Xue Yuan couldn't directly lift his clothes to check his injuries, so he could only continue to hurry.

……

"25, 27, 29 - here it is, 31 Bombie Street."

Xue Yuan stopped in front of a house.

The house was in a dilapidated state, half-timbered house. The wooden frame, the mud is used as a filling wall, and the outside of the wall is hastily brushed with a layer of very poor quality lime slag, and the powder falls off at the slightest touch. There were also several holes in the roof, stuffed with straw and rags.

"Is it there?" Luna asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It should be here." Xue Yuan looked at a small piece of parchment in his hand, on which a line of words was scribbled.

"31 Bombie Street, looking for Jonathan the Scar."