It's not that he doesn't want to use his eyes to make sure again, it's just that he is afraid of being discovered by Yellow Fang, so he can only think about the situation just now in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His first thought was that the Yellow Fang gesture was wrong, but he knew it wasn't possible.

Pointing his finger to the sky, he didn't have a brain like Phonks, he knew exactly what Yellow Fang wanted to say but didn't dare to say.

That's the celestial realm!

Of course, this is what the believers say, and everyone else knows what the original name of that place was - Astral Plane!

Gods!

The old ghost trembled, the stronger he is, the more he can know the power of the gods, it is not awe, but the instinctive fear of great power.

Even the demigods are old ghosts who can't resist half a point, and they don't have the slightest heart to dare to fight the gods.

That's really looking for death, and the old ghost himself is self-aware.

The old ghost who had entered the camp with the careless swordsman Phonks had never expected to hear and see such a fierce news.

He held his breath, adjusted his already negligible physiological activity to a minimum, and continued to listen to Huangfang's "revelations".

Of course, he couldn't stare directly at Yellow Fang and Phonks, so that the two of them could feel that something was wrong even in the big one, and he was inadvertently glancing at the corner of his eye.

It's safe to do so, at least the two legends don't react to prove that he hasn't been discovered.

It's just that the old ghost is also gone this time, he has been staring at the two legends of Yellow Fang and Funks, and he actually forgot about Rivers and didn't pay close attention.

This is also normal, there are only legends in the eyes of legends.

Rivers is not even a legend, it is normal for the old ghost to ignore him, but it can be seen from the suspicious gaze that Rivers swept over the old ghost's hideout that he seems to have found something, but it has not yet been determined.

The goblin who has achieved the position of a department head in the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, since he does not have the strength of a legend, he must have great advantages elsewhere!

The old ghost is not unjustly planted this time, but it can't be regarded as planted, at least it hasn't been found yet, otherwise Rivers should have called for people to do it a long time ago.

Funx did not turn his head a little, and after thinking about it for a long time, he thought of something, and his face was shocked: "You mean, this is the meaning of those existences?"

Yellow Fang nodded, looking at his friend, who was reading Geng Zhi as a brain plug.

To be honest, if Funx hadn't had a big head, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make friends with him.

Goblin ...... The reputation of this race is stinking.

"What do they mean......" Fonts muttered a few words, and then asked his friend very bluntly, "What does the crown mean to let you do?"

Yellow Fang rolled his eyes, didn't answer, and carried the god out, so that his friend could have some numbers in his heart first, and the rest, even if he wanted to say, the problem was that he didn't know.

Hunt the Moon Elves, and you don't have to tell Phonx about that.

Although this upright friend was friends with him, his temperament was too upright, and if he hadn't known that he was a swordsman, Yellow Fang would have suspected that this was a glorious knight who still adhered to the rules of knighthood.

If you tell the truth, maybe this guy will twitch his head and be stupid again.

It's better to hide it first, if you can hide it for a while, you can suppress the aggressive momentum of other forces first.

Turning his head, he asked about Phonks' previous adventures, and after a slight turn, Funks really talked about the harvest of his adventure with a smile on his face.

It seems that the harvest is not small, but Yellow Fang has a sentence that he has been holding in his heart and wants to ask clearly, Fonts has a brain of paste, even if the legendary strength is in hand, it is not bad if he is not killed by those adventurers who are adventuring together, how can he still gain a fortune?

You must know that the blue sea swordsman Funks, whose mind is full of rumors of the blue sea, is also rotten.

It is useless to listen to such trivial matters, and the old ghost listened to it for a while without seeing any important news, made up his mind, slowly moved his body, and began to run.

Before moving out of the tent, he glanced back at the Yellow Fangs, and just in time to see Rivers' puzzled expression as he looked around, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at him, it seems that he is looking for him, a sneaking assassin?

Before he found out, the old ghost resolutely slipped away.

Rivers may really be talented in some aspects, but he doesn't even have legendary strength, so he wants to find out the old ghost, a veteran assassin who has been assassinated for a long time, and he can't help but look down on the legendary assassin too much.

While listening to Phonks's adventures, Yellowfang thought about how to completely pull Funks into his trench for a while, and glanced at Rivers, who looked wrong, and immediately asked.

"Rivers, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. ”

Rivers, who had been observing the circle to no avail, thought for a moment, but still concealed the feeling of peeping that he had just noticed that something was wrong, from the shadows.

didn't even notice the two legends, and he still shouldn't know.

............

Although it seems to be a little suspicious of stumbling, the old ghost still regards the previous flaw as an accident.

Confident in himself, the old ghost waited for a while and didn't notice anything abnormal, and then knew that there was basically no suspicion of exposure.

He hid in the corner of the fence, looked at the lazy bear goblins, ignored them, and jumped out of the encirclement surrounded by a simple fence with a few feet.

Whether it's the fence or the bear goblins, they are useless toys in the eyes of the old ghost.

Not to mention the fence wall that will fall down as soon as you push it, this group of bear goblins who have no organization, no equipment, and no morale, no matter how you look at it, you think that this is here to give away people's heads.

Count on these humanoid fat battles who only know how to eat, drink, and sleep, don't accidentally injure allies, and disrupt the formation, even if they can still be of some use.

The old ghosts, who looked down on this group of scumbags, came out of this simple camp, looked around, and hid in the shadows.

He also plans to continue to inquire about the news.

Generally speaking, after Huangya's revelations just now, the old ghost who got the information that is not very detailed but absolutely extremely important, should be able to "retire successfully" at this time, and retreat safely to share the news he got at the risk of his life as soon as possible.

But that's under normal circumstances, after the old ghost knows the news just now, he can't leave, he still has to observe.

Jinni!

How the old ghost wished that the news he had just heard was fake!

The best way for an unbeliever to be involved with a god is to cut it off!

The old ghost doesn't believe in God, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't fear God, to be honest, just now after he knew that this matter had been related to the gods, his first thought was to run back and run away directly with his granddaughter!

However, his psychological quality is still extremely strong, and he has just signed a mission treaty, and he remembers the huge amount of money.

With that money, Dotory's blood was sick......

The old ghost calmed down and temporarily suppressed his previous fears in his heart.

Gods, frightening, but for their own purposes, those who dare to take risks have never been broken.

In the eyes of the unbelievers, the gods are never omnipotent, at most, they are much more powerful than them.

Since he decided to take the money, it was naturally impossible for the old ghost to be scared away by a possible speculation.

He looked around, intending to sneak into a camp to see if he could hear anything useful.

He quickly zeroed in on a target.

It was a half-elf.