Evan had no idea what he was doing, and he shuddered as he clutched the little pink, toy-like coffin in his arms. Yes, he is very familiar with this so-called toy, if he hadn't wanted to take a shortcut, if he hadn't brought her here, this hellish scene would probably not have happened, right?

"Hey, you seem to be okay?" one of the search and rescue personnel pushed away the boulder that was pressing down on Evan's body, and he wondered if there was another person in this hell who had nothing unusual except for a few external injuries. You know, the current situation is that breaking hands and feet is a blessing in misfortune.

"Help, help. As mentioned earlier, Evan was a Muggle, a Muggle without a natal spirit, a Muggle who could not use any spells or magic. Although he escaped the doom of being tortured and killed by virtue of the mysterious Liliang in the family bloodline, he was now seriously injured after being hit by a stone a few times.

"Juli!" The police dog next to the search and rescue personnel lit up a faint red light, and then, he easily pulled Evan out of a pile of rubble.

"Are you alright?" the search and rescue personnel wanted to check on Evan's condition.

"It's fine. Evan patted the dust off his body, avoiding the hands of the search and rescue personnel, and his breath was a little short: "I, can I go?"

"This ......" The search and rescue personnel were a little embarrassed, and the ordinary people who had not lost consciousness were only Evan here, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he turned his eyes for help to the man with the knife in his hand, wanting to ask for his opinion.

"Brush!" the man pulled out his sword.

"Wait. Lu Baniang grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and her body kept trembling: "It's enough." ”

"Sir. The man closed his eyes and said with some hesitation: "This person, there is obviously a problem, isn't it?"

"Enough, he's just an ordinary person!"

"The question is. The man was silent for a while, "He saw too many things that he shouldn't see......"

"It's our fault for not protecting them!" Lu Baniang lowered her head in pain: "He is innocent, na, let him go, don't shed more blood." Already, enough is enough, isn't it?"

The man took a deep breath, then put down the knife and replied in a low voice, "Yes, sir." ”

"I, I didn't see anything!" Evan knows what kind of person a man is, just like there is light and there is darkness, there is no absolute justice and absolute evil on this shijie, this man whose hands have long been stained with blood, for the sake of the highest "standard", killing such ordinary people is just a casual effort, right? Because of the family relationship, he has also been in contact with such an existence of "standing in the darkness and guarding the light". They, without exception, are some murderous beings without blinking, with bloody hands and no humanity......

"It's better to be like that. The man turned to the side and motioned for Evan to get out of here.

"Hmm. Evan tightened the "little toy" he was holding and ran out quickly.

After dealing with the matter here, Lu Baniang returned to Murong Yao's corpse and opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

"Did the drunkard ask me to come here just to see this?" said a cold, emotionless voice.

"Hmph!" The man holding the sword snorted coldly, and a slightly emaciated figure emerged from the surface of the water, slowly appearing in front of Lu Baniang.

"You, you're a man with facial paralysis?" Lu Baniang seemed to know this person.

"Call me Xuanchu. The person who came pushed his glasses, his voice was as cold as ever, it seemed that in his eyes, everything was just a chess piece in his hand, and the feeling that the living people from the soul should not enter, even above Murong Yue.

"Alie, aren't you Chu Ling's brother?"

Xuan Zhu, let's call him that for the time being, he turned around with black lines on his head, ignoring Lu Ba Niang, who was a little natural.

"Report sir, this is a pseudonym. The man with the knife answered very uninterestingly.

"Pseudonym, I, of course I know it's a pseudonym! I don't need you to say that I know!" Lu Baniang tugged at her hat, a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect the trump card above to be placed here. Xuan said to the man pointedly, "Isn't this kind of playing game fun?"

"I only obey the orders of the commander now. The man ignored Xuan's provocation.

"Hmph. Xuan Zhu no longer paid attention to the man, but sat down beside Murong Yao, looked at the bottle of wine and Murong Yao, who was covered in blood, and said with some sarcasm: "The eldest young master of the Murong family, there is also such an embarrassing moment." ”

"The foal. Xuan waved his right hand.

"Xilili~" A blue steed let out a long roar. Then a blue light wrapped Murong Yao on the ground.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye. The blue light dissipated, Xuan Chu picked up the paper fan on the side, and said softly: "The little white face of the Murong family is so out of shape, it's really ...... It's so pathetic. ”

"Facial paralysis man......" Lu Baniang shook her lips, wanting to say something to comfort this man with glasses who was always an expression.

"The wisdom of mortals. Xuan pushed his glasses and said disdainfully: "The cycle of life and death is just an instant, how can I be shaken by this kind of thing?" Hmph, Murong Yao, who prides himself on being smart, the first one in our group of people to hang up is really you, how boring, are ants ants after all?"

"Hey, you're too much!" Lu Baniang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Brother Murong, he has been, has ......"

"He's dead. Xuan opened the folding fan, looked at the tattered fan, and sneered a few times: "After all, he is just a mortal......

"You!"

"But. Xuan put down the folding fan and muttered in a low voice, "You can be a 'friend'...... One less yet. Didn't you even see the person you wanted to see before you died? That's why I told you a long time ago......"

"What the hell can you do!"

"Huh?" Lu Baniang and the man froze, as people in the dark, they were not unfamiliar with Xuan. The super genius secretly cultivated above, a national treasure-level scientific researcher, one of the strongest think tanks, and a ruthless character in the top three most dangerous people in the CIA. By chance, he joined the "Ranger of the East" and became the strongest shield to protect the country. And his character, simply put, is "cold", has no humanity, is ruthless and resolute, and is known as never having an expression other than calm. Of course, the grapevine says that he is actually an ordinary older brother in front of his sister.

Today, this "nuclear" level man actually said such a dirty word, for a Murong Yao who was completely useless in his mouth, and for the little white-faced young master in his mouth, this existence known for his calmness actually had a tendency to get out of control.

"Facial paralysis male ......" Because Xuan Chu lowered his head, Lu Baniang couldn't see his expression at all.

"Hmph. Xuan Chu raised his head, he still had a cold face, and he didn't have too many mood swings.

"Little ghost, he'll leave it to you. Xuan beckoned, and the blue spirit horse appeared again, "Also, don't tell Murong Yue about this for the time being." ”

"Hmm, then where are you going?" Lu Baniang was a little puzzled, since he really regarded Murong Yao as a friend, then Weishenme wanted to leave his friend alone?

"Imp. Xuan Zhu pushed his glasses, and he glanced at Lu Baniang: "What does he like about you?"

"What?" Lu Ba Niang was a little confused.

"What a lucky little ghost. ”

"What the hell is it!Hey, don't just walk away before you finish speaking!Hmm?Anyway, where did Brother Huang go?"......

I don't know if you've ever tried a dish called "dark hot pot", which is the kind of food that one person brings into a completely dark room with at least one dish, and then throws the dish into the hot pot without knowing what other people are bringing into the room, and then eats whatever you can eat when you can't see anything when it's cooked.

What a crazy game you are! It's completely inhumane! It's exactly the kind of game that kills people to death! Especially after Fang Lin joined this game.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me......" Fang Shou hit the pillar in pain, looking like he was in pain.

"Don't be stupid. Xiao Ha lightly held a stack of chopsticks and glanced at Fang Shou with disdain: "What a useless guy, a scum who is not even as good as a dog." ”

"Can you admit that you are an ordinary dog at this time! Aren't you afraid? Fang Lin's cooking ......"

"Don't be afraid. Xiao Ha put the dishes and chopsticks on the table and said proudly: "Because I am a dog, my digestive system is much better than that of humans!"

"For the first time, I envied this useless depraved dog. Fang Shou's mood became even lower.

"Come over and help, you useless master who is not even as good as a fallen dog. "The perfect mending knife, worthy of Fang Shou's sister, Fang Lin was holding a huge black bag in his hand.

“...... I would venture to ask, what are you going to add to the hot pot?"

“...... Secret. ”

"Damn!"

In fact, there was no special reason for the sudden need to eat dark cooking hot pot, it was just that Fang Shou and Fang Lin were constantly arguing over whether to add MSG or dish soap to the seasoning. Well, although the cooking expert Yuan Xiaoya didn't know the reason for Weishenme and sulked, she just kept intensifying the fire to burn the poor pork.

However, who can tell me that Weishenme Murong Yue also said seriously that he wanted to add dish soap?

"I'm desperate for this shijie who only has dark cuisine!!!!"