"Humph!"

The Red Angel Evil Spirit directly moved its gaze to the existence behind the praying person, and let out a snort full of disdain, looking like he didn't say more than half a sentence.

However, Lei Yin Si did not feel that he was being ignored, he only felt that the existence he called for a cold snort, the majestic and breathtaking momentum hit like a cannonball, his eyes were full of iron and blood, and the pain comparable to ten thousand arrows piercing his heart exploded in his consciousness, and Lei Yin Si fainted obediently.

"Ha, it's so late, have you eaten? Ah, no, should I greet Beckland's weather? ”

"Your brain, full of good combustibles, is really infuriating."

The voice on the other side of the candle flame was full of impatient contempt.

"I don't like to talk nonsense with curly baboons, come on, what's the matter with you?"

"Can't it be that I haven't seen him for many days and miss it very much?"

As if disgusted by something, the Red Angel Evil Spirit was silent for a while.

"Okay, the three of you should be able to agree on the matter of causing trouble to Adam, but your current state is really not very good, and she can only say 'I don't hate you very much', and I can provide some help within my ability."

Wang Zichuan patiently waited for the other party's reaction, he felt the other party's gaze look up and down for a while, and then a sneer came from the firelight.

"Can you put a lamp on it? You might as well come out of there and talk to me about some help. ”

The man who was lying peacefully on the easy chair and rocking gently chuckled lowly, not looking provoked, and continued: "For example, to help you bring a message to the true Creator, or to help you ask Ulorius to smoke together, for example, to instigate the civil war in Intis, to help the Sauron family regain the seal of the king, for example, to help you obtain the extraordinary characteristics of the conqueror." ”

"In short, you can always trust me, after all, not only do we have common enemies, but neither you nor my friends are enemies of the other, and there are more perfect collaborators than us?"

The Red Angel Evil Spirit rubbed his chin in thought with Inszangwell's body, but it didn't seem to be smooth, and the fact that the man who was always dressed as an unsmiling clergyman made this gesture as if he was brewing some kind of conspiracy, which always made people's eyes feel extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, a little interesting expression appeared on the sculpted face, and he asked rhetorically:

"And what do you want?"

"I'm not very demanding, that quill, I hope you take good care of it."

Wang Zichuan's voice paused, he lowered his head slightly, gently stroked the black and white embroidery on the cuffs with his hand, and continued: "I will look for a suitable opportunity to bring it over later." ”

The Red Angel Evil Spirit sighed twice and said, "Since you know it's here with me, why don't you come over now?" ”

"Hehe, don't worry, I'll report your location to the Church of the Night or the Storm."

Wang Zichuan showed a gentle smile, and his tone was not slow or hurried, as if to say: "Although your brain is not fresh after you have been cooked, you can't be blamed for this." ”

When the flame on the yellowed candle returned to its normal size, Wang Zichuan kicked Lei Yinsi, who was lying peacefully on the ground, with his toes, and then disappeared into the room.

……

In one of Beckland's rooms, a metal box with layers of symbols and magical signs silently opened a crack, and an ordinary-looking quill flew out of it.

It circled around the room darkened by the rain, leaned over and drifted towards the desk, where the notebook closed gently opened, and as if it had turned to the latest blank page, the quill fell on the paper, and after a slight pause, it quickly wrote lines of text, as if it were being held by a first-class writer with a well-flowing mind.

"The protagonist of our story, Ince Zangwill, wakes up and feels that he had a very important dream about his life last night, which was a reminder from his spirit, but he struggled to think about it for a long time, but he still can't remember what he dreamed."

"He felt like he was being targeted by someone, and the enemy happened to be in his position, Beckland was no longer safe, and he had to do something about it as soon as possible."

"And the poor protagonist is rarely swept up by fate, his unknown and powerful enemy, there happens to be a (master, cross-out) (vehicle, cross-out) (partner, cross-out) friend is about to be mortally attacked, in order to better provide protection, that enemy can only temporarily postpone the hunt for Ince Zangwill, so the hero still has a chance to escape, and our story can continue."

……

So should I go back to Byam first, or should I go straight to Fersac?

At the Olawe Port Ticket Center, there are still many people gathered in front of the sign that records today's passenger ferry schedules and schedules in detail. Wang Zichuan sat on the waiting bench and hesitated.

In the distance, a passenger ship was accepting passengers, and the bustling crowd gushed onto the deck like a current, and then dispersed into the cabin.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, "A child has fallen overboard!" ", piercing the noisy and harmonious atmosphere.

Although it was completely unimaginable that someone would fall into the water in such a safe place, the sailors reacted quickly and prepared to jump in to save people.

But before they could act, they saw the sea roll over the frightened child, whose face was full of terror, and put it back where he had been looking down from the side of the boat, a strange scene like a rewinding videotape. The people who shouted for help seemed to be suddenly choked by the neck, and the scene fell silent.

The child's parents flew up, the mother hugged the child who began to cry softly to soothe, and the father stared at the child with concern, praying repeatedly, "The storm is above!" "Storm Protection!" "The storm is with us!"

"Shhhh It's her business. ”

Calculate the time, the Rose Sect should also make glasses that can sense the breath of the Source Castle, I'd better go back and look at Crane, what if the Mother Tree of Desire pays more attention to it this time and sends more people, causing Crane to have an accident? It wasn't too late to get out when he was back in the relative safety of Beckland.

A certain lamp god who could prostitute himself because he was not a human being, boarded the most recent round to Byam, and the passenger ship slowly sailed out of the port in the vivid oil paint of the sunset and the water and sky.

When Wang Zichuan once again released his consciousness from the seal, he saw the familiar bayam port dock, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, feeling a trace of abnormality.

The manic wind came from the city and blew unusually towards the sea, and listened carefully, and the whirring wind carried another hoarse voice: "Helmosioin at 32 Black Pepper Avenue!" ”