After striking out another name, Ian walked slowly into the dark and silent alley, thinking that it would be best to get home by two o'clock in the morning, lie comfortably on the bed in his room, sleep for a few hours, and get up early for the next day's morning exercise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He felt like he was back to the familiar life he had been living before. During the day, the daily life of an ordinary teenager is carried out normally. At night, he walks in the shadows and experiences all kinds of events beyond ordinary people's imagination.

It's just that this time, he is no longer facing the hideous and terrifying demons outside the circle, nor is he the unfathomable Fei'er with unfathomable strength, but just looking for some villain fugitives who have a few amazing skills, but the overall strength is very different.

Although Fei'er gave him a dozen lists, he found that his hunting range had long exceeded the scope of this list in the past few days.

As it turns out, the North is even more chaotic than he imagined, and most of the time when he is looking for or chasing someone on the list, he will encounter some unexpected "surprise".

In the face of these "surprises", the most common way for him to do it now is to knock it out, and then take out a small notebook with a dozen names recorded, and check them one by one to see if he accidentally bumped into the target he was looking for later.

If yes, cross out the name and drop that "surprise" to the guard barracks. If not, pout, and throw that "surprise" to the guard camp as well.

For the former, the guards returning from patrol at night would happily drag them into the prison. For the latter, they will first see if the guy has a criminal record, and then decide whether to drag it in or throw it out.

Although Ian was reluctant to be forced to become a free laborer and play the role of "Messenger of Justice", after a few days of deliberation, he finally decided to continue the game.

Of course, this is not to say that he is no longer concerned about the affairs of the Black Balance Society. It's just that there's really no place for him to meddle right now.

As for Lawrence, he had given Alvin carte blanche to find out. If Alvin could find it, he would have told him. If Alvin can't find it, then even if he goes to find it himself, he won't necessarily be much better than the other party.

Khan Parks seemed to have some special thoughts about Earl Bell, and Ian felt that it was best not to interfere at such times. Although he didn't like the hypocritical Grand Duke, he was a comrade-in-arms when facing the Black Balance Meeting, and it was not worth talking about recklessly destroying the layout of his comrades-in-arms. Anyway, he had already sensed the potential danger, so when he really needed himself, that bastard middle-aged man would definitely not be stingy with squeezing his labor......

Therefore, for the current Ian, the most urgent thing is still the issue of sword intent.

If you finally found the clue of the Black Balance Society, and when you need to go all out, you find that you have already "self-exploded" because of the sequelae, how funny would it be?

To this day, the urging of sword intent still shows no signs of slowing down, and every morning when he wakes up, he can still feel that the world in his eyes has become slower than the day before.

Although the degree is small, the process seems to never end. What's even more troubling is that he doesn't know where the limit of what he can bear?

At this rate, Ian couldn't guarantee that this limit would be in a few months or years, except that it wouldn't come to an end in a few days or weeks.

"Isn't there any other way?" Ian muttered at the thought.

However, when he didn't think anyone would answer, a slightly hoarse voice rang in his ears without warning.

"Yes, but the likelihood of success is low. ”

Hearing this voice, Ian was slightly stunned, and then chuckled, not caring that he hadn't noticed anyone beside him before: "Why did you run out?"

For Fei'er's elusiveness, he already has some immunity.

"to supervise your training. Fei'er said calmly.

"Today's mission is complete. Ian replied with a smile, then asked meaningfully, "What's the other way?"

"You still don't know. Fei'er replied in an inexplicable tone: "If this method doesn't work, then before the limit comes, I will let you try another method." ”

"Troublesome?"

"Very troublesome. Phil admitted: "That's the way to do it when there's no way, because that solution is not meant to help you solve the sequelae." ”

"And what was it used for?" Ian asked curiously. You must know that the trouble in Fei'er's mouth often represents a state of affairs in the first order of natural disasters.

Fei'er didn't answer immediately, as if she was hesitating to tell the other party something in advance.

The bright moonlight fell at this moment. After a moment of silence, Phil stopped, removed her hood, bathed in the moonlight, and looked directly at Ian as she turned with her obsidian eyes.

"When you harness the sword intent and really step through that door. This method may allow you to take it a step further. ”

Ian froze where he was.

This black-haired and black-eyed girl looked a little poignant at this moment, but what really made Ian stunned was not the peerless face.

He felt hallucinations in front of his eyes. When he saw the girl's pale and shining face, he vaguely seemed to see a candle, a burning candle.

Feeling a little out of breath, he closed his eyes and hurriedly shook his head, trying to throw the ominous illusion out of his mind.

After a long time, he forced himself to open his eyes again, and hesitantly looked in the direction where the girl was.

This time, the illusion did not appear.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been fished out of the water by a drowning person, and couldn't help but smile like the rest of his life.

"Ian, what's wrong with you?" the girl asked with concern when she noticed the boy's abnormality.

"No, nothing. Ian shook his head. He was a little glad that he was still wearing a hood, otherwise the girl would have found that her face was extremely ugly at the moment.

He made up his mind, and in order to hide his heart palpitations, he quickly changed the topic: "Is that method the path after mortals?"

"Yes or no. Fei'er replied with a narrow squint.

"What is this?" Ian forced himself to laugh at the answer.

"Because it's just the way I've found, it's difficult, it's dangerous, it's almost like fighting for my life. "But if you can get through that door as soon as possible, I'll keep the danger to a minimum," Phil explained. ”

"Is there a way to fight for your life?" Ian, who finally calmed down, asked lightly, "If you fail, you will die, so what will happen if you succeed, can you let mortals have the power of mental imagery?"

"Yes. Fei'er nodded, and silently added in her heart: It's much more than that.

"Sure enough. Ian paused and asked meaningfully, "I'll know the answer when I succeed in breaking through or reaching the limit, right?"

"Well, that's the last lesson I can teach you. ”