"Thank you for the compliment."

The middle-aged woman lowered her head, and even dared not look up at the girl.

Or rather, they don't dare to look at it.

"It's the truth."

The girl smiled slightly, raised her fingers lightly around a few strands of transparent silver thread, and hissed as if to report something, "That place on the battlefield of resentment is very special, and I am surprised that you can find your target in just a few days." ”

"It's what we should do to share the worries of adults." The middle-aged woman lowered her head and handed over the document in her hand, and continued, "According to the information we have received so far, the host has entered the Ghost Po Mountain Range and has been captive by a giant evil eye. ”

"Captivity?" When the girl heard this, she seemed to think that the word had some meaning, "As long as her life is not in danger, it will be fine." ”

Other things are out of their scope.

The girl said and flipped through the document in the middle-aged woman's hand, her silver eyes flashing with a strange and bewitching luster.

Looming silver threads appeared and disappeared around her, as if to curry favor.

Mi Si'an was in astonishment, unable to recover for a long time.

This man who manipulates the silver thread...

He made a lot of assumptions, but he never thought that the mysterious person behind the scenes would be this person, the cheap master of the two of them, Qingluan, who is in the fifteenth class a year. The girl who seems to be only one step away from genius is actually hiding a deeper secret.

He couldn't understand what the two of them said, he only knew that it had something to do with the battlefield of resentment.

"Good, keep keeping an eye on her."

After the girl flipped through the documents, her face showed a hint of satisfaction, "It's better not to have any accidents, otherwise..."

The silver eyes seemed to glance at the middle-aged woman intentionally or unintentionally.

Sensing the strange look of silver eyes, the middle-aged woman Zixia lowered her head and responded urgently, "Yes!" Unconsciously, I was shocked by the girl's eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.

What is the identity, exactly?

Hearing this, Mi Si moved with peace of mind.

What are these two people plotting in secret, who are they in the battlefield of resentment, and what is their purpose?

Unexpectedly, I actually received major news today.

Silver threads flutter.

Qingluan walked through the clearing, and his footsteps suddenly paused, "Huh? ”

"Your Excellency?" Seeing Qingluan stop, Zixia asked in a low voice of confusion.

"It feels weird."

With strange emotions in his heart, Qingluan frowned, looked around, and did not find the source of the "strangeness".

With a fingertip meal.

The dense silk of the heavenly spiders was revealed, and they turned their eyes to look at Qingluan.

"Sss As if he had heard something from the Heavenly Spider Silk, Qingluan raised his eyebrows.

He quickly glanced around, but still didn't detect any breath.

The news from the Sky Spider Silk that the "protagonist group" Mi Si'an had stayed here, and then disappeared and left. Thinking about it, Qingluan's silver eyes were cold, and he sensed Fang Yuan's breath again.

Mi Si'an, who was only one meter away from Qingluan, held his breath at this time and didn't dare to move.

What kind of person is this called Qingluan!

"My lord, what did you find?" Zixia looked around vigilantly and asked respectfully.

"Nope." Qingluan frowned, her expression was a little puzzled, she didn't sense anything.

There was no one else here except the two of them.

"Probably a delusion."

Tsai carefully sensed it several times, but Qingluan still didn't notice anything unusual, and retracted his gaze slightly, "Let's go." As soon as the words fell, the silver that surrounded her faded in an instant.

"Yes."

Zixia hurriedly followed.

Mi Si, who was in hiding, took a big breath, and he didn't dare to relax on his face.

It wasn't until he saw the two figures disappear that Mi Si'an relieved himself.

Raise your hand to wipe away the cold sweat from your forehead.

Picked up a life!