"Silky, do you smell that guy?"

On the deserted plain, a boy about one meter and one or two tall squatted down, and he reached out to stroke a small beast with a long snout, revealing an inquiring meaning.

The weevil, covered in brown scaly armor, shook its head in disappointment.

The fiery red hair covered the boy's face, and he could not see his face, nor could he see his expression, but the green tendons that gradually bulged in his arms revealed the boy's irrepressible anger.

If someone appeared in front of him at this moment, the boy would definitely go crazy and fight with someone at once.

"Damn slut, he left without saying a word, and no one can find it, how can he return the last poem to him?"

Standing up, the fire man carried a crystal cage containing milky white flowers, and looked at the distant sky with a gloomy face. There is a faint touch of fish belly-like white on the horizon, and I am afraid that it will not take a day or two for the sky to dawn.

"Daylight is coming, and if you don't return the last poem to Jory before daylight appears, it will be considered a unilateral breach of contract by the Lava Lord...... This insidious slut has calculated everything, and in the end, he has not forgotten to pit the lava lord. The fire man muttered resentfully.

Johnson, who was carrying a black heavy sword, his figure obscured the fire man. Johnson looked down at the short body of the fire man condescendingly, and said in a rough voice: "After the last poem is returned to Jory, killing him will have three drops of lava blood for revenge, if you have three drops of lava blood, you have hope to re-enter the little devil form, right?" Are you going to carry out the Lava Lord's hunt order? ”

At this moment, only Fire Man and Johnson appeared in the wasteland to track Jory, and of course, the other Fire Hunters who accepted the pursuit of Jory were not with Fire Man and them.

There are two fire hunters left who have a good relationship with John and Fire Man. Xu Lihui is inconvenient to appear often, and Harisha is a fire man who doesn't like to pester people, so the two didn't come out together.

"If it weren't for the ability to track the cocoon, I wouldn't have taken over...... MD！ MD！！ This slut, not only did he end up pitting a lava lord and pitting us together, MD, who did he learn his skills from? ”

When the fire man complained indignantly, the skull coat of arms carved on his right arm actually flashed a shiny reflection with a "ding" sound at this time.

If the coat of arms has a mouth. It must have laughed.

A few days ago, Jory was able to walk away in style, and that was on the premise that he would never suffer.

The regulations clearly stipulate that the leased items must be returned to Jory before the deadline for renting the last poem to the Lava Lord. Ordinance. It's to let the Lava Lord take the initiative to return it to Jory, not Jory to take it back. Text holes at this point. It's the insidiousness of making the Lava Lord deflated and unable to speak after Jory's dashing departure.

Even if the Lava Lord doesn't return it in person, he must send someone to take the initiative to find Jori, and if he doesn't find him and return the last poem, the Lava Lord will be the defaulting party. If he defaulted, it would be a god that had never been done before, the first pure-blooded demon in history to be killed by a half-demon......

The proud Lava Lord is not afraid of death. But it doesn't mean that you are willing to accept such an aggrieved death, being killed by a half-demon mole ant who is thousands of miles away using language loopholes.

The fire man lifted the crystal cage containing the most important poem, and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Damn slut. Jory! I hate you! The adventure I was supposed to spend with Harisha!! ”

Of course, it was impossible for Jory to hear the curses from another territory, and he was even more sure of his premonition of danger at this time, that there was indeed a creature hidden in the shadows, watching over him.

Hunger, greed, and an abundance of malice swept past him from time to time, and Jory didn't know if it was a human sixth sense, and he could feel the gaze directed at him, but he didn't have the leisure to think about it at the moment.

The Jory in front of him is no longer the subordinate he once was familiar with and oppressed, this is a person who is so strong that he is not human and violates the laws of physics! Seinfeld, who was already forcibly bold, panicked for a moment, but when he saw that several people around him were looking at him with the same suspicion and questioning as himself, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, Seinfeld's mind was a little more active. He has been a department manager for so many years, what is he best at? Flickering, full of flickering! Won't create public opinion in his favor among the masses, he has long been kicked out of power by angry employees.

"Everybody saw you kill!" After a pause, as if remembering the zombie's scary appearance that was not like a fake, Seinfeld's confidence was slightly weaker, but he still pretended to be tough and said: "The police will not ignore our disappearance, no matter what you killed, if the police find out what you did, even if it is not a death penalty, a long and permanent prison sentence is indispensable." ”

The police? Jory ignored the teasing shout, his eyes swept across every inch of the land, looking for the source of the sixth sense that was vague and peeking.

Glancing back at the others, Seinfeld found the confidence to continue talking from the eyes of several ordinary people. You know, what Seinfeld is best at is using his own mouth to incite the emotions of the masses.

Jory is a stronger character than everyone else, which Seinfeld clearly saw, and threatened him and banned him as soon as he opened his mouth, which was an act of death that he didn't die fast enough, so Seinfeld said impassionedly at this time: "But you don't have a chance, as long as you send us back, you continue your reality show competition, we live our lives, we will pretend that we don't remember anything, the two have nothing to do." ”

At this time, Jory felt that the malicious peeps that kept scanning him disappeared for the time being. So Jory turned his head to look at Seinfeld, instinct and experience, and he thought that the creature was going to spy on Seinfeld, who was screaming the most.

The young office worker wearing glasses actually forgot the joy of hearing the 8 million bonus at this time, he pretended to be calm and held his eyes, and said righteously: "Mr. Maupassant, your behavior has endangered our right to life, health and personal freedom, and we have the right to sue you to prison...... Forgot to introduce myself, Republic of East Asia Asuka Law Firm, First Class Defense Lawyer, Jill. ”

However, Jory's gaze only swept over the lawyer for a moment, and then he looked away, as if he did not take the threat of the two men as the same thing.

The police? Hehe.

Lawyer? Hehe.

"Clam Clam (GE) ......"

At this moment, a series of sounds of wood leather tearing came.

The dry sound was like a rotten wood that had been dried up for a long time, slowly and slowly tearing apart.

More than a hundred meters away, Lear had just dealt with the last two zombies, and he let go of the hand that had twisted the lost neck one hundred and eighty degrees, gasping for breath as his strange gaze slanted towards the ground.

On the ground, there was a finger-long blood shadow clone, lying on the ground and crawling forward, and at the same time muttered to himself weakly: "Let go, Smurf, I'm so targeted, if you don't let go, I'll be distracted!" ”

"Lear, you stupid goose, why don't you just watch the show...... Belch...... Don't strangle your neck, the clone is about to disperse...... Lear, don't come here...... There is a ...... in front"

Burst!

The Blood Shadow Creature crawling on the ground seemed to be unable to endure some kind of torture any longer, and the tortured collapse dissipated. The little bit that pressed on the body of the blood shadow splitter, and at the moment when the blood shadow suddenly collapsed, it fell to the ground with a pop. Dotted didn't seem to understand why his "kind" had suddenly disappeared, blinking in confusion before looking ahead.

In the distance, as the deity, he reached out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and continued to stare at every trace of wind and grass around him as if he were facing a great enemy.

When his gaze swept over a patch of dead grass in front of him, the ordinary people behind him were directly angry because of Jory's ignorance. And when Jory turned his back on them, including a few ordinary people, he didn't notice that a young girl at the back of the house, a gray-white shadow slowly rose behind her.

Suddenly turning his head, Jori, who seemed to sense the abnormal movement, quickly looked behind him, except for a few stinky faces full of righteous anger, Jory felt that the situation was a bit out of his control, he pushed Song Fei away and walked a few steps forward, squatting down and looking at the hole the size of a human head on the ground.

Fingers touched the slippery liquid at the hole, and Jory's brow furrowed unnaturally. Just as Jory crouched down to check the entrance to the cave, in the direction he was facing away, a gray-white shadow slowly rose again behind several ordinary people.

Silently opened his big mouth and closed silently, a few indignant ordinary people were completely unaware that the lawyer who had been talking dry was gone.

"Please be careful, master, you have encountered a corpse undead who is good at stealth and concealment, and the slippery liquid you touch is corpse oil."

"I'm ...... Day"

Wiped the yellow slime off his fingers in disgust, and the moment Jory stood up, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. One two three four...... Five, five people?

There were only five ordinary people left at the scene, and what about two? What about the arrogant lawyer? In just two turns, the two living people disappeared...... Perhaps ask about the two holes in the ground.

Seinfeld, who had been repeatedly ignored by Jory as air, and had squeezed Jory for three years, couldn't help but pick up the leadership frame again, and he yelled: "Jory, I'm talking to you, don't you know that when someone is talking, looking directly into the other person's eyes is the most basic courtesy?" ”

Turning his head slowly, Jory looked at Seinfeld.

"I'm telling you, you'...... Belch? Uhhh

Ling Ren's momentum instantly turned into a panicked scream, and under Seinfeld's gaze, Qiao Li looked at him expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a corpse indifferent, and then, countless blood-like mist poured out of his body, and in front of everyone, Qiao Li completely turned into a red mist as thick as blood! (To be continued......)