MTL - Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script-Chapter 28 F UL av OO

"What did you say?" Zhong Pu asked.

Xueji hugged her shoulders tightly, lowered his eyes wearily, and looked very listless, "The beast soul in the spiritual monument told me, let me be careful."

Zhong Pu could hear something was wrong in her voice, "Sleepy?"

"Hmm..." She nodded, and fell asleep with her face tilted into her fluffy hair, "Xiao Pu is so warm."

Zhong Pu felt that there was something wrong with her voice, so he went back to the hut at a faster speed, and put her down on the bed.

Teng Jingjie, who was sitting with his legs crossed and looking at the moon, frowned as soon as they entered the door, "Where have you been, it smells bad."

Zhong Pu smelled himself, "Is there any, we just went to the suspension bridge to check the situation."

"What's wrong with the little one." Teng Jingjie got down from the window sill.

Zhong Pu was about to say that it was just a slight scratch and nothing serious, but when the trousers were rolled up to his knees, both of them were stunned.

Snow's knees, with the wound as the center, expanded to a range of about a palm, and the skin in this part rotted and turned dark brown.

"Marsh gas?" Teng Jingjie identified the source of the black gas next to the wound, "How could she be poisoned by marsh?"

You must know that Xueji usually plays with marsh poison like a child playing with a rattle drum. If you want to say who has the highest tolerance to marsh gas, she must be the first.

Such a physique, how could he be poisoned by the swamp.

In fact, Zhong Pu felt that the events of the evening were all strange one after the other, so he quickly told Teng Jingjie what happened.

"She obviously just tripped over a tree. I saw the wound at the time, it was just an ordinary abrasion, and I didn't smell marsh gas."

"No, what you mentioned just now is Shen..."

"Shen Nanxing."

"Yes." Teng Jingjie said seriously, "There are too many mysteries about her."

"When you said that, I remembered that after Xueji fell, it was Shen Nanxing who touched her first."

Both of them are experienced beast masters. They have seen Haoyue's Gu poison and Posei's witchcraft. They know that even if they only touch for a few seconds, someone can give the poison silently.

"Jiang Zhi." Zhong Pu quickly summoned his own beast soul.

A grass-green stone turtle appeared in response. It blinked its mung bean eyes, and before Zhong Pu gave orders, it said very sensiblely, "Master, you go, I will stay here and take care of Xueji sister."

"Well, protect her." Zhong Pu patted its head, "We'll be back soon."

"it is good."

After arranging the snow accumulation, the two looked at each other tacitly, raised their hands to prop up the window neatly, and turned directly down from the second floor.

In the night, two human figures that were so fast that only shadows remained passed through the house, heading straight for the cliff of the suspension bridge.

Before reaching the place, Teng Jingjie borrowed the telescope on his right arm and saw the methane gas in the distance.

"What's the matter, when Xueji and I came here just now, we didn't smell the smell of marsh gas at all." Zhong Pu stopped.

Teng Jingjie flicked his right hand, conjured up a large machete in his hand, and approached slowly with a dignified expression.

"No." She suddenly lowered her armed arm, turned around and said to Zhong Pu, "You can smell the smell of swamp gas all around, but it's gone when you reach the tree."

Zhong Pu took a step forward, nodded to confirm her words, "Yes."

Marsh gas is a long-lasting gas. Beastmasters usually use this characteristic to hunt down fleeing evil spirits with the beast souls with a keen sense of smell.

There is such a degree of methane here, which means that a not weak evil spirit has come here, but I don't know what the world is about this tree. With it as the center, all the methane is blocked by a distance of ten inches in radius.

"Cut it off and see if you know." Teng Jingjie rubbed his nose, making a gesture to lift the machete.

"Look!" Zhong Pu suddenly pointed to a place ahead, "There is a man there."

"who."

Zhong Pu ran over and squatted down to check, "Male."

Soon she withdrew her fingers pressing on the opponent's neck, looked up at Teng Jingjie, "Dead..."

"Hey, do you think he looks familiar?"

Zhong Pu moved closer to the corpse and examined it carefully, "A little bit, but I can't tell."

Teng Jingjie at the side suddenly figured it out and snapped his fingers, "Li Zhao!"

…

Not long after Yan Yu fell asleep, she was awakened by a burst of voices, it sounded like there were more than one or two people.

She opened her eyes, and originally wanted to go out to have a look, but when she looked up, she happened to meet Yin Beiqing who was staring straight at her.

"What's wrong?"

"When you're sleeping, it's like you're really not breathing."

"..." These words sounded like cursing her to death.

Yan Yu has the same virtue as her sister, she sleeps very well, when she lies down and gets up, the position of her hair doesn't change much, and her breathing is very soft, more than one person has said that she sleeps like a mummy.

"Your little girl seems to be crying again." Yin Beiqing pointed to the door.

"What do you call my little girl?" Yan Yu frowned because of her weird words, but she was still a little worried about things outside the house, she stood up neatly, stepped over Yin Beiqing who was lying on her back, and put on her shoes.

"Master Goddess is really sympathetic to the common people. When she stepped in, she grumbled, but when she stepped out, she was agile."

"Are you uncomfortable somewhere?" Yan Yu took a deep breath and warned herself not to get angry because of this man's few words.

"It's quite uncomfortable." Yin Beiqing narrowed his eyes at her.

Why does that Youzu man get so much care and tenderness from Yan Yu just by crying, just because she is young and still good-looking?

If it's about looks, then she...

By the way, Yan Yu has never seen her appearance under the mask. Maybe she also thinks that she has a hideous face and is a monster who needs to wear a mask to live normally.

"Go." Yin Beiqing became emotional quickly, and her voice sank, "Her father is dead."

died?

Yan Yu didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he quickly opened