For a moment, an out-of-tune thought popped up in He Zhiyuan's mind. The protagonist of Nima's world is not himself as a traverser, but Zhitianluo, a local native!

Thinking of confronting such a demon head-on, He Zhiyuan felt a lot of pressure.

"Okay, I hope that so-called beast god is really as awesome as I thought, and can take this demon away. It's so depressing to live in a world with such a demon. After a few words of emotion, He Zhiyuan began to think about his next move.

Although he felt that Zhitianluo was really evil, although he seemed to have softened his mouth. But in fact, in his heart, He Zhiyuan still did not give up his original plan - to find an opportunity to do good things for Zhitianluo. He is not a cowardly bag with weak legs just because the enemy is strong. Anyway, even if he admits it, Zhi Tianluo will not let go of him, the guy who once ruined his good deeds, so it is better to fight with all his strength and fight for that glimmer of life.

Of course, He Zhiyuan's positioning of himself is also quite clear. With his current strength, if he confronts Zhi Tianluo head-on, he has no chance of winning. What he has to do is to find the right time and be a good "-stirring stick".

If you can use your strength to eradicate the great enemy of Zhitianluo, it will of course be the best. However, in this regard, He Zhiyuan did not expect too much.

Doing this seems to require careful planning. But firstly, there is no time, and secondly, to make plans or something, it is really not what he is good at. So the only thing He Zhiyuan can think of now is a reliable approach. It is still a step to take a step, to see a step, to do a good job of hiding, to look for opportunities.

"Maybe sir, I should find the so-called beast god first. He Zhiyuan touched his chin, pondered, and set his eyes on the Caucasian beauty who was still unconscious.

These Pagomi, who claim to be the guardians of the beast god, seem to have someone who knows the whereabouts of the beast god. As this Caucasian beauty, who is obviously not low among the Pegomi, she should also be one of those in the know.

But how to get the information out of her mouth is a difficult problem. After seeing Gref's unyielding fierceness, He Zhiyuan is already very clear. The threat of force will not bring these Pegomis to their knees.

Then the rest. It seems that there is only one way to go?

"But sir, I don't seem to be good at fooling people......" Staring at the Caucasian beauty, He Zhiyuan scratched his head in distress, looking a little at a loss.

"Chirp ......"

At this time, a crisp cry sounded in He Zhiyuan's ears. Go back. What He Zhiyuan saw was the little thing patting his belly with an aggrieved face.

"You're a foodie. So hungry again...... Huh?" he scolded, and after making a few spirit potions and throwing them at the little thing. He Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, this little thing is good at illusion and psychic attacks, and at the moment this Caucasian beauty is still in a coma, maybe with a little mental means. It may not be possible to get some news. It's like on Earth, isn't there still such a thing as hypnosis?

"Hey, don't drink it!" After viciously snatching back the spirit potion from the little thing, He Zhiyuan put on a vicious face and said, "Help the master do something." Is there any way you can get this unconscious woman to tell where the beast god is? If you have a way, the master will reward you with ten bottles of potion! If you can't do it, hum...... Nima, to be honest, sir, I'm really hungry to death!"

The little thing screamed in horror, and then stood in front of the white beauty with a flat mouth.

After tilting his head to look at the Caucasian beauty for a while, the little thing suddenly stretched out its tiny claws and put it on the head of the Caucasian beauty, and at the same time opened its mouth and let out a silent scream.

The caucasian beauty in the coma frowned violently, looking quite painful. But after a few moments, she seemed to be in some kind of hallucination, first with a confused face, then with a look of ecstasy.

Then, the Caucasian beauty muttered a long paragraph, but it was obviously in the language of the Pegomi people, and He Zhiyuan didn't understand a word.

"Damn, the language is not comprehensible! I forgot about this stubble......" He Zhiyuan pulled his hair a little distressed. In the end, he could only pass on the pressure to the little things, "Say, what did this woman say?"

The little thing pursed his lips depressedly, and even gestured to He Zhiyuan to express the meaning of this Caucasian beauty. In the end, He Zhiyuan roughly understood that this Caucasian beauty seemed to be saying that she was going to worship something with Gref, and the name of the place where that thing was located, this Caucasian beauty said it in Pegomi. Transliterated into the language of the Red Banner Empire, it is roughly a place called "Grey".

"Grest...... What kind of place is Nima Grave!" At this moment, He Zhiyuan felt that he was really stupid. I don't know the language with this Caucasian beauty, and I don't know anything about this underground labyrinth, even if this Caucasian beauty tells herself the place?

He Zhiyuan, who had no choice, could only cast a vicious gaze on the little thing again. But this time, it was obvious that this little thing didn't know what the so-called Grest was at all, and no matter how much He Zhiyuan scared it, it could only cry and not speak.

"I'm X, I'm really depressed......" In the end, He Zhiyuan, who realized that he really couldn't get help from this little thing anymore, could only hug his head depressedly.

"Hmm......"

At this moment, the Caucasian beauty groaned and rolled over and woke up.

The moment she woke up, the Caucasian beauty was stunned for a moment, and then immediately struggled to get up, and at the same time stared at He Zhiyuan viciously and said, "Damn the Xia people!" - speaking the language of the Red Banner Empire.

It was He Zhiyuan, who was full of depression, who suddenly became three feet tall in a nameless fire, stepped forward, and slapped the white beauty in the face unceremoniously: "Shut up, you idiot, the master really shouldn't save you!"

The Caucasian beauty was tied up by the chain earthworm and injured again, and her strong strength could not be exerted, and she was slapped by He Zhiyuan and fell to the ground again.

However, despite temporarily losing her combat effectiveness, the Caucasian beauty was not frightened by He Zhiyuan's ferocious appearance at all, and she still looked at He Zhiyuan fiercely while lying on the ground and said: "Damn Xia people, destroy my tribe, one day ......"

"Sir, I'm not all the way with them. Hearing the words of the Caucasian beauty, He Zhiyuan's heart suddenly moved, and explained, "On the contrary, the Xia people who destroyed your tribe are also my opponents. I'm here to deal with them. So beauty, we should form an alliance for the time being, after all, we have a common enemy. ”

"Snort-" the Caucasian beauty smiled contemptuously, "why should I believe you?"

"Why?" He Zhiyuan sneered, "You idiot, I saved your life." If I were an accomplice with those people, you would have been tortured to extract a confession a long time ago, would you still be able to scold me so angrily?"

The Caucasian beauty was stunned for a moment, and then said: "How do I know, this is not a trap deliberately designed by you to deceive my trust." You Xia people are the most scheming. ”

"I'm X, it doesn't make sense, does it?" In two or three sentences, He Zhiyuan's negotiation tricks were used up, and he was suddenly a little annoyed and angry. He pulled out the little thing that had hidden behind him at some point, pointed at the Caucasian beauty and said, "Use your illusion to control this woman and let her cooperate with us obediently." ”

"Chirp!"

The little thing's response was to drill back behind He Zhiyuan in horror.

"Hmph, a little monkey spirit animal also wants to control me?" the Caucasian beauty snorted disdainfully.

He Zhiyuan only knew at this time that the scientific name of the little thing was a monkey spirit animal. Seeing the appearance of the monkey spirit animal, He Zhiyuan realized that when the Caucasian beauty was sober, this monkey spirit animal probably did not have anything to do with her.

At this point, He Zhiyuan can be regarded as poor in donkey skills. He let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Okay, what do you have to do to believe that I am not in the same group as those people?"

It may be that seeing He Zhiyuan's expression does not seem to be fake, or it may be that he is vengeful. After being silent for a moment, the Caucasian beauty suddenly said, "It's not impossible. If you can do what I say, I'm willing to trust you. (To be continued......)