"yes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" An Bingjun nodded. He has long been accustomed to the other party's elusiveness, and at the same time, when he came back to his senses, he forcibly buried the undeserved emotions in his heart.

"This village has a simple people and an ancient heritage, but unfortunately," Usekaff sighed regretfully.

“？” An Bingjun asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say it's safe here?" He touched a scar on his chin, the deepest scar that gave him a different kind of masculinity.

A man in his forties has a kind of sissy temperament on his face, which can be regarded as a characteristic of a certain country.

"I'll tell you the truth." Uthercalf turned her head, a terror flashing in her eyes. "Actually, I'm just like you, and I'm being hunted down.

"Isn't it?" Ahn Bingjun's eyes widened. Who can hunt you down? Holy See? Hehe~~ You should be used to it, right? Won't beat around the bush and complain about my ...... the other day."

"A very powerful being, very powerful, much more powerful than the previous ascetic!" Ushercalf replied in a low voice. "You, with me now, may be in the same danger."

"You know what, Uthercalfe, you feel like a counterfeit drug salesman right now." An Bingjun didn't believe it at all. This old guy deceived people one at a time, and he didn't know how many times he had been deceived.

In fact, because of saving him, the unknown ascetic of the Holy See who was badly wounded by Utsercalfe...... In fact, he was originally an "acquaintance" of Usekauf, and the other party had long wanted to kill this "sinner" who had been wanted by the Holy See for half the world.

Frankly speaking, An Bingjun really has no guilt...... Anyway, the two of them have been dead for a long time, haven't they? Think about the scene when the two met at that time, tsk!

"Purification" - what a lofty word!

Therefore, he did not look embarrassed, because he knew that the two were absolutely inseparable mortal enemies. The Holy See wants to kill Usekauf, and Usecalf is actually happy to stumble on the other side......

As for the pursuers in Usekauf's mouth that are even more terrifying than the Holy See? What kind of thing is that~~ fooling people! Could it be that there is also a dark council? It's so funny~~

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Uthercalf also shrugged. No more talking, both of them quietly enjoyed the dance of the natives around the campfire.

The old man quietly glanced at the backpack in An Bingjun's hand.

For An Bingjun's "trouble"~~ Uselkaf actually has a hint of joy in his heart.

So many years of hunting. Running east to Tibet everywhere, there was no hatred or grudge, not to mention that it was a sea of blood hatred......

Maybe it's long past time to understand.

The pharaoh's brilliance may not really be restored, and there may still be a little fantasy when he was young, but now......

He was tired of living in constant hiding, and chose to return to his hometown, where he was born and died. It's also a good choice, you think so too, right?

Uthercalf looked at the old woman in the middle of the crowd.

"Don't give up, we're always behind you. My Pharaoh. The old woman's eyes said so.

"yes, I lost everything. But I still remember that I still have you by my side...... My guide. Uthercalf smiled like a chrysanthemum again. He suddenly raised his hands in the air, clenched them into fists, closed his eyes reverently, and sang aloud to the rhythm.

It's just a pity, that thing, Uselkaf, who sang loudly, still had some regrets in his heart, he had tried all the methods when An Bingjun was in a coma, but the holy relic called the Holy Grail was indestructible!

Sure enough, nothing could be done in his strength.

But it doesn't matter, as long as ...... The corners of Usecalf's mouth quietly appeared, and it was quickly hidden again.

……

In the distance of the village, a figure quietly appeared on the ground level.

In the setting sun, the shadow of this thin old man in gray cloth was reflected, and he just looked at the distant village with his hands behind his back.

The old man's appearance looked quite lean, but he was very energetic, with shrewd short hair, and his dark eyes that shimmered with a strange luster were particularly noticeable.

"Uthercalf, you can't escape this time." The murmur drifted away in the wind, and then disappeared into the vast world.

He just walked in the direction of the village, one step at a time, and it looked quite ordinary.

Eb~~ Wait, what's that pinch of yellow hair behind him?! Oh my God, it turned out to be a fierce male lion, with a mane on his head that shook from time to time, with strong, streamlined muscles, and most importantly, a harem of ...... A series of golden fleshy fur was dyed red by the setting sun.

Could it be that you are organizing a group to have a big meal?! However, the old man's physique was definitely not enough for the lion's family.

Roar!

As the male lion roared in a low voice, the most bizarre thing happened, and there were more than ten female lions behind him, which was not unusual, and what was strange was that it was ...... In the woods behind them, on the grassland, a family led by a male lion began to appear densely at this time, a huge family composed of several lion packs, and there were dozens of them.

The lions were followed by large groups of spotted wild dogs, which ran briskly in packs, drooling from their wide, foul-smelling mouths, and from time to time uttering childlike cries. Look at the number turned out to be a large area of black pressing, no less than a thousand heads, forming a stench army.

Well, there is something in the sky too, and flocks of vultures make a chilling sound, like a black cloud swooping down into the distance.

Then there was a pack of South African gorillas, fierce creatures that even lions would shy away, running in groups with their arms flailing, between and behind the wild dogs, with occasional whining roars and sharp teeth.

The old man walked slowly, but the huge herd of beasts rushing away from him avoided him.

Well, it seems that the team is not over yet, and with a sound of Si Suo, followed by a hissing sound lingering in the land.

In the grass, in the cracks of the stones, poisonous snakes suddenly swam out...... Those snakes are of many species and variety. The long one is about one meter, and the short one is only about twenty or thirty centimeters. When the snakes came out, they swarmed towards the village. Thousands, if not tens of thousands, of venomous snakes are swimming towards the village.

The snakes are raging and creepy.

There are very few people who are not afraid of this kind of cold stuff, maybe one snake is not terrible, and two snakes are not terrible...... If it is tens of thousands of poisonous snakes, surging like a tide, the scene is so beautiful that people dare not look at it directly.