Lucien killed the ghost warrior who was watching him, but through the last image of the evil spirit, it seems that the master, Reze, brought back Amilia's blood. Also, thirteen werewolf warriors with guns are three rooms away from us, and they are expected to appear in twenty seconds. Erinis relayed the information in a timely manner.

"Harpy, you go deal with those werewolf warriors."

Compared to these werewolves who are not only superior soldiers, White Maple Valley is more interested in how Ruiz, who was obviously killed by him, can "come back from the dead", and also brought Amilia's blood to Lucian, and turned his gaze to Huang Quan, if there is really someone around him who can answer this question, it is only this unfathomable teacher.

"Teacher, at that time, under my telepathy and telepathy, Ruiz had obviously lost all signs of life, how could it be?"

Huang Quan's eyes looked ahead, where Harpy had already been in close contact with more than a dozen werewolf warriors, even if he could not manifest the body of the nine dragons and snakes because of the narrow terrain of the underground warehouse, Harpy relied on the strength of his human body and the body of his mindful qi, and it was not a mere bullet that could hurt him, and between the changes in his footsteps, a pair of dragon claws took out a few fresh hearts one after another.

Scarlet blood splattered, staining half of Harpy's body red, and the surviving werewolf warriors looked at this evil young man who seemed to be a blood sea demon, and the fear in their eyes was irrepressible, but in the end, it was the violent nature in the blood that prevailed, and they looked at each other, and they went berserk and pounced on them in a rage.

With a charming smile, Huang Quanmo retracted his gaze, "You have to understand that what you are participating in now is actually a war of dimensional conquest. Although no army came, there was no mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on the battlefield. But your situation is very different from the missions you are used to! ”

So, some of those past experiences are not applicable. It's like after you defeated Ruiz, you telepathized and telepathized that he had no longer the slightest life, but you missed a possibility, that is, the interference of the plane origin! ”

"Plane origin? But isn't the Dire consciousness in us already shielding it out? No, there are still problems! ”

Before he finished speaking, White Maple Valley had already realized to himself, "Our mission goal is to control the origin of the Night Legend Plane, so that the war of conquest will already begin the moment we descend." The Origin of the Night Legend Plane naturally senses our presence and threat, and then reacts, no wonder I always feel an invisible malice flood my surroundings, but I don't find anything. ”

"That teleported me to the train station to save Emilia was the last help of the Dire consciousness, trying to delay Lucian's time to become a wolf ghost, but under the counterattack of the origin of the Tales of the Night, Ruiz faked his death and escaped, and the situation still developed in favor of the side of the Tales of the Night."

"As for the vampires and werewolves who originally competed for the sovereignty of the origin of the plane of the Legend of the Night, in order to determine the protagonists of the next era. Although this will lead to an uneven strength, and the werewolves have an overall advantage, but with the threat of us outsiders, no matter who is favored by the origin of the night legend plane. It's better to be the protagonist of the times than to have an advantage over us reincarnated. ”

After listening to Bai Fenggu's analysis, Huang Quan's smile was lowered. "The analysis of the general situation of the plane is already very clear, in fact, it is now on the side of Bainholler. It's still on the side of the Council of Nights, even with a natural kinship to werewolves and vampires. In fact, as long as the Plane Origin still has the upper hand, it is impossible for them to truly gain the trust of both sides. ”

"And the matter of Ruiz is just your lack of experience, you have to remember that these natives with the favor of the plane origin are not so easy to kill, even if they are completely lifeless in your senses, the best thing to do is to destroy them without leaving a trace."

Speaking of this, Huang Quanmo said faintly: "Teacher, I am also the patron of the origin of the plane, the son of the plane of the former generation, when you want to kill me in the future, you must not be merciful, otherwise, hehe, the teacher may come back from the dead......"

Hearing this, Bai Fenggu's heart suddenly tugged, and the scenes of getting along with Huang Quanmo took turns in his mind like a fleeting light, for him, who was pale for half his life and had few relatives and friends, Huang Quanmo's teacher occupied a vital and irreplaceable position in his heart.

couldn't help it, Bai Fenggu grabbed the slippery* tender jade hand at the end of Huang Quan, "Teacher Huang Quan, I!" ……”

Huang Quanmo stretched out his finger and pressed it on Bai Fenggu's lips to stop him from continuing, and said with a gentle gaze: "Okay, needless to say, your mind teacher understands, but we ......"

"No!"

Bai Fenggu took a bite of Huang Quanmo's finger pressed on his lips, and when the woman withdrew her hand shyly, his eyes were firm, and he said categorically: "No matter what, I must let you stay by my side!" ”

This is the crazy possessiveness hidden in the bones of White Maple Valley that controls him, for a young man who has just passed the age of eighteen, the years before his reincarnation are extremely pale, only accompanied by family affection, and lacks friendship, love, teacher-student affection, and all kinds of emotions, he has an almost crazy greed for any sincere feelings.

In the contact with Huang Quan Mona, although the two sides are on opposite sides, Bai Fenggu's spiritual power is extremely strong, coupled with the effect of telepathic speech, he is very sensitive to other people's emotional attitudes, where will he not feel that Huang Quanmo really takes care of himself and loves himself like he did to his only disciple.

In this way, with Bai Fenggu's temperament of holding on to every emotion, how could he allow the two sides to be hostile, and even end in tragedy.

I want to say more, but at this time, Lucian, who fused the blood of advanced werewolves, had already arrived, and saw that the hobby was almost slaughtering among the werewolves, and the werewolf warriors who had been violently killing here had died in less than a palm in this short moment, he howled angrily, and directly turned into a wolf ghost, which was several times the size of an ordinary werewolf after being mad, but he was agile and fast, and he shuttled between the piles of waste in the underground warehouse.

While Harpy was not on guard, Lucian suddenly burst out from the shadows, and a pair of fan-like claws slapped Harpy on the shoulder, and I saw that Harpy, who was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old in human form, was slapped out by this blow, and smashed heavily into a pile of cardboard boxes, booming, and raising a cloud of smoke.

"Whoosh!"

The dust sprinkled and obscured everyone's sight, and with a howling wind, Harpy rushed out of the pile of cardboard boxes without incident, and Lucien felt the violent killing intent locked on him, a dark green, a blood-red pupil suddenly shrank, and he waited. (To be continued.) )