The moment this strange fragrance appeared, with Fang Mo as the center, all the darkness within a radius of ten miles surged.

In the dark alleyway.

A twisted mannequin crawling on the ground like a spider suddenly raised its head high.

The black wig covered the empty eyes, and its neck twisted strangely ninety degrees in one direction, and it froze for a long time in the dead silent alleyway, as if thinking, as if wondering......

Finally, it turned around like a humanoid cockroach, and crawled rapidly towards the place where the strange fragrance was.

……

Inside the dark classroom.

On the desk, the pencil hovering over the white paper still kept drawing twisted lines, sometimes round, sometimes crossed, like an invisible schizophrenic patient standing at the table, messily drawing something.

At the same time, the scalp-tingling sound still echoed through the classroom.

"If the man dies, draw circles on the paper...... If the man dies, draw circles on the paper......

Pen Immortal ...... Pen Immortal ...... You are my past life, I am your present ......"

Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly.

The pencil hovering over the white paper also freezes.

"It smells so good...... It smells so good...... I really want to eat it...... I want to eat ......."

The voice sounded again, only this time, instead of continuing to draw on the paper, the pencil flew up in the air eerily, the tip of the pen like a sharp blade, slamming open the classroom window and flying in a certain direction.

Dark alleyways, deserted street corners, cabinets in old houses, dilapidated garbage cans, and the dark side of street lamps......

A pair of eyes opened, like a dying person who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for more than ten days, greedily looking at the direction from which the strange fragrance came, and the street, which was originally peaceful, became strangely restless.

……

Above the tall buildings.

"Something is wrong." Shao Pingge seemed to be aware of something, "There is a 'mystery' in an area, and there seem to be signs of large-scale madness. ”

"It's over the street."

Lin Qiye frowned while perceiving the situation in the distance, "How can this be ......?"

Through the perception of spiritual power, Lin Qiye clearly saw the picture of Fang Mo slashing and rotting "mysterious", but was injured by the second "mysterious" sneak attack.

He had long sensed the approach of the second "Pool" Realm "Mysterious", but he didn't make a move, the main reason was that he thought that with Fang Mo's innate ability, he could dodge this blow, and as for some minor injuries received in the process, it was the only way to practice.

Everyone grew up little by little from constant fighting and injury, and if he protected the recruits like a bud and didn't let them get hurt in any way, they would never really grow.

But after Fang Mo was injured and bleeding, the chain reaction was somewhat unexpected.

If he guessed correctly, the "mystery" of that area was attracted by Fang Mo's blood, so he fell into agitation, but why did Fang Mo's blood attract them?

Fang Mo's body does have a part of Lin Qiye's "miracle" bloodline, but Lin Qiye knows very well in his heart that even if it contains the blood of the [Mortal Dust Divine Domain], it is impossible to have this effect, otherwise he would have been broken into thousands of pieces by the "mysterious" of the riot as early as when he was in Cangnan.

"There are a large number of low-level 'mysteries' that are going in one direction, and some of the high-realm 'mysteries' hidden in that area are also ready to move...... It seems that there are still two 'Klein' realm 'mysterious', and they are also chasing there......

Those high-level 'mysteries' shot earlier than expected. ”

Shao Pingge closed his eyes, as if sensing the flow of "mysterious" aura, and said.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked solemnly at Chen Han on the side:

"It's time for you to do it."

"Hmm."

Chen Han seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, the palm of his right hand rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist, two flashes of light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped towards the nothingness on the edge of the building.

The next moment, the figure in the military coat disappeared in place.

……

Bridge Cave.

A blood-stained straight knife was slowly pulled from the corpse of the blood-colored wolfdog.

Lu Baoyu stood beside the pool of blood, wiped the blood from his cheeks expressionlessly, and his eyes that flashed red gradually returned to normal.

"That's dead...... Boring. ”

Lu Baoyu withdrew the straight knife into the black box, turned his head to look behind him, the little beggar was still sitting obediently on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his pale cheeks were still trembling slightly with fear.

Lu Baoyu was about to open her eyes, and then as if she had thought of something, she silently closed her mouth.

He first dragged the corpse of the bloody wolfdog, threw it into the barren grass beside him, then washed the blood on his cheeks with the stream water, and swept the ground under the bridge, and when there was no more blood as far as the eye could see, he sat back down by the extinguished bonfire, and spoke leisurely:

"Open your eyes."

Hearing this, the little beggar swallowed his saliva, put his hands in front of his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

She looked around worriedly, but there was no sign of the blood-colored wolfdog, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and she waited a long time in her place before getting up and returning to the campfire.

"That'...... What about the monster? ”

"What monster?"

Lu Baoyu casually wiped out a wisp of flame with a match, lit the extinguished bonfire, and the faint light of the fire danced in front of him, illuminating the corner of the cold face.

"That's it, the big dog with a lot of eyes!"

"You read that wrong, there's no such thing." Lu Baoyu replied lightly.

"But ......"

"Shut up."

“…… Oh. ”

The little beggar hugged his feet aggrievedly.

When the bonfire was completely raised, Lu Baoyu got up from the ground and looked at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes faintly flashing with excitement.

"It turns out that there is still a 'mystery' hidden in Shangjing City...... It seems that the three-day holiday is not so boring. ”

He muttered to himself, lifted the black box on the side, and walked towards the dim city outside the bridge.

Seeing Lu Baoyu get up and leave, the little beggar was slightly stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"Get out and walk around." Lu Baoyu turned her head and glanced at her.

After a moment of hesitation, he walked back again.

"Close your eyes."

"Close your eyes again?"

"Close your eyes."

“…… Got it. ”

When the little beggar covered his eyes, Lu Baoyu stretched out his hand to wipe a few big stones next to the bridge cave, and an invisible divine ruin quickly opened.

Those big rocks shook, and in the solid rock crevices, the hideous giant mouth suddenly cracked, and at the same time, a pair of red eyes emerged from the surface of the stone, like a group of rock demons, waiting by the bridge and cave.

"Open your eyes." After doing all this, Lu Baoyu spoke.

As soon as the little beggar opened her eyes, Lu Baoyu threw a ten-yuan bill into her hand, turned around and walked into the darkness, and the voice came slowly:

"When it's dawn, take the money to buy two boxes of small instant noodles, and I'll come back tomorrow night to eat."

The little beggar glanced at Lu Baoyu, who had disappeared into the darkness, and then at the crumpled ten-yuan bill in his hand, and froze in place.