"Hey, what about the boy? At a street fork hundreds of meters away from the alley where Butian disappeared, two men in purple and black costumes suddenly stopped, one of them was a short and fat man with a potholed face and an ugly appearance, and hurriedly searched around with all his eyes, but where could he still find Butian's figure.

"Hmph, it seems that this kid is indeed a little not simple, he can even detect that someone is following, his seemingly idle behavior before, it is clear that he is paralyzing us, hehe, this time I met an interesting guy. ”

Another voice sounded, this voice was like a cold wind whistling in the ears, extremely cold, even if it was laughing, it was also a cold laughter, giving people a chilling feeling.

The owner of this voice, wearing a black scarf, with long gray-brown greasy hair, strands hanging down to his shoulders, covering most of his face, exuding a gloomy aura all over his body, was the strange man that Bu Tian had perceived with his spiritual power, that is, the Muddy called by the short and fat man.

"Funny fart, hurry up and get out the tracker and see where that guy slipped away" The short and fat man was a little impatient, and when he saw that Mulder was still in a leisurely posture that was not in a hurry, he was immediately annoyed.

"What's the hurry" Mulder was obviously a little displeased with the attitude of the short and fat man's speech, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of coldness, and he snorted coldly: "This kind of tracker, but what His Highness gave me, is refined by the top alchemists in the royal family, except for a few offerings in the Heavenly Mansion that can be used every day, where can others get their hands on this thing."

Besides, the mark under this tracking is extremely obscure, and that kid is not a high-level giant, where can he find it. ”

When Mulder said this, there was a bit of smugness in his tone, and his chin unconsciously raised, and he glanced at the short and fat man, full of arrogance.

He was reminding the other party that this tracker was given to him by His Royal Highness, representing His Royal Highness's importance to him, and he was faintly placing himself in the same ranks as some of the top worshippers in Tianfu, with only one purpose, that is, to warn the other party, pay attention to the identity gap between the two sides, and speak politely.

"Hey, you have to have it, you better hurry up and see, where is that kid, in case he slips away, what do you say about the tracker is not a tracker, Your Highness didn't pick the skin of the two of us, thank God." It hadn't been a day or two since the short and fat man listened to Mulder's boastful words, and his ears were calloused, and he urged unceremoniously at the moment, not taking the other party's words to heart at all.

Seeing that the other party was still angry and unworthy, Mulder sneered, but he finally took out a shuttle-shaped utensil from the storage bracelet and played with something on it.

"Cut, what kind of energy is it, didn't His Highness just give him a tracker, as for putting it on his mouth every day, he really treats himself as a dish

Although this tracker is really good, if it is said that there are only a few offerings of Tianfu that can be used every day, it is inevitable to look down on those terrifying guys The worship of Tianfu, even if it is the lowest status of the Black Wood Hall, they are all big people with higher eyes, who would look down on this thing. ”

The short and fat man muttered in his heart, and leaned over impatiently, poking his head out to see the message displayed on the tracker.

"I've found it, let's go. Before the short and fat man could see clearly, Mulder snorted coldly, quickly reinserted the tracker into the storage bracelet, and then walked towards the mouth of the alley where Butian had disappeared earlier.

"Hey, I said how do you have this attitude. The short and fat man felt that there was a bruise in his head, and he forcibly followed with unhappiness, and this credit could not be monopolized by Mud.

"The kid seems to have stopped in one place and hasn't moved, and I don't know what he's doing, so I'd better be careful not to be overshadowed by him. Sensing that his companion was chasing after him, Mulder thought about it and reminded him.

The short and fat man sneered when he heard this, "A little martial artist whose strength is no more than mid-level 3, even if he has some means, in the hands of the two of us, can he still make a wave?" With the strength of all of us at the intermediate level 4, and with the Qingfeng drunkenness given by His Highness, in my opinion, this Qingfeng drunkenness is not needed." ”

"Fart!" Mu De frowned, scolded loudly, and saw that the short and fat man still wanted to argue, and said coldly: "Don't forget, although this is the imperial capital, this is also the territory of the Holy Light Academy, and it is not something that the royal family can fully control, if we make a little noise here, and we are caught by the guards sent by the Holy Light Academy, even Your Highness will not say a good word for us." ”

"Hmph, make a big fuss. Mudd seized the opportunity to scold angrily, and the short and fat man was still a little unconvinced, and muttered a few words in a low voice, but did not refute anything.

When the two came to the mouth of the alley, Mulder's eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes, he looked back at the short and fat man, and said softly: "Don't rush in first, see if there are any guards around"

After a while, the two looked at each other, smiled coldly, avoided the sight of the crowd on the street, and sneaked into the alleyway.

"Things are a little weird, I'm afraid that kid really found out that we were still staying where we were and didn't leave, this matter is weird, after getting closer, you release the breeze drunk first"

"Got it. ”

The two of them used their spiritual power to transmit sound as they walked, their steps were extremely cautious, their toes stood lightly, and they landed lightly and silently, and they watched and listened to the six directions, not letting go of a trace of the details around them, lest they fall into a trap.

"Two silly hats. At the corner of the alley, Bu Tian slowly opened his eyes and sneered secretly, at this moment his spiritual power covered the entire aisle at the mouth of the alley, because there were few pedestrians in this vicinity, and the kind of strong man who could compete with him in terms of spiritual power would not be in such a small place, so naturally he didn't have to worry about attracting the attention of the strong.

"Qingfeng drunk to hear the name, it seems to be some kind of poison, this has to be prevented, uh, it's really a bit tricky, why don't you go now?" Bu Tian tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, "The strength of these two guys, it will also look like the peak of the intermediate level 4 later, if I hit them first by surprise, with the cooperation of the red lotus, it is not difficult to win within a few moves, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are all meat, but you can't just let it go, and you will be angry with that Berlin." ”

Having made up his mind, Bu Tianyin smiled and threw the amplified equipment with the mark in his hand, and then his body unfolded, and disappeared without a trace in a few flashes.

"It's almost time to get ready. Seeing that he walked another hundred meters ahead, he came to the end of the alley, and if he walked further, he would have to turn a corner, Mud's expression became stern, and after giving an order to the short and fat man behind him, he took out a Mitsubishi thorn about a foot long from the storage bracelet, the tip of the thorn and the edge of the blade were blue, and it was obviously highly poisonous.

The short and fat man pursed the corners of his mouth, took out a ceramic vial unhurriedly, and was about to uncork it, when suddenly a hand reached out from his side and was pinching the vial.

"Huh?" The short and fat man was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and suddenly the pupils in his eyes shrank, and when he was about to scream, he heard a bang, and the back of his head suddenly suffered a heavy blow, and a sharp pain came, he only felt that his eyes were a little black, his head was extremely dizzy, he opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, he looked up and fell.

"Who!" The sudden movement occurred without warning, and the time was so short that it was only a breath, and Mud, who was walking in front, only reacted at this moment, and was immediately shocked, and hurriedly turned around to look, but this look almost made him lose his soul and break his heart.

The tip of the spear! A bit of cold light suddenly came! It was like a forced plug into his eyes, the terrifying speed, not giving people any chance to react, the sharp gun, before he even came, made him feel the breath of death.

Fear! Fear! Infinite fear! All the coldness of the past was completely sucked away at this moment, and at the moment of facing the crisis of death, Mulder suddenly felt how fragile his heart was, and he was afraid!

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!" At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't even see the appearance of the person who attacked him, and in a pair of eyes, there was only that little bit of coldness, which represented the tip of the spear of death!

Perhaps when people are facing a desperate situation, they can indeed tap all their potential, with Mud's ability, there is no chance to take even a step back in less than a ten-thousandth of a second, but at this moment, his body, his steps, for the first time, perfectly kept up with his reaction speed, and he stepped back, a step back!

Stepping on the line of death, this step is also the last step in his life!

Laugh at!

The tip of the spear, pointed at the center of Mulder's eyebrows, made a slight sound, like a hot knife cutting through butter, without any hindrance, penetrating through.

At this moment of death, Mulder realized who had killed him.

His eyes widened, and the blood stained down his greasy locks of long hair, sliding down, in his pupils, reflected the cold face of the red lotus, those narrow eyes, cold and calm!

"You" spat out a word lightly, and the pupils in Mulder's eyes dilated, staring straight at the red lotus, completely exhausted.

Maybe when he arrives in the underworld, he will not forget the cold face of the red lotus, which is far more ruthless than him, as cold as an iceberg that will never be melted.