Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

The lights of the patrol team gradually went away, and the footsteps of the soldiers also stepped away, and the alley that had just been illuminated a little bit fell into darkness again.

The brown-haired youth felt that the hand holding his neck turned slightly, but the brown-haired youth did not dare to resist. Judging from the grip strength of this hand, there was no problem in twisting his neck.

The brown-haired youth turned around smoothly, and the thrust was passed from the rear. As a hostage, the brown-haired youth did not hesitate at all, and completed the work one by one according to the nature of the hostage.

There is a distance between this section of the city wall and the house. Although there are also houses in this distance, these houses are like silent soldiers, quietly watching everything that happens here, what happens inside There are good and bad, but time never stops.

Of course, not all the houses by the city walls are so dead, but there are always some houses that will be neglected and left unused. Even if there are still people who don't have houses to live in, the world does not exist for those who lack things.

The brown-haired young man's mind kept coming up with these life insights. When he kept walking, the young man seemed to be moved by himself. His face changed from blue to white, from white to red, and from red to blue.

It's a pity that Furen couldn't see this young man's wonderful face-changing show, otherwise he would only encourage the young man to keep working hard, and then try harder to scare him and let him create the world's Sichuan Opera face-changing art.

In Fren's view, he just dragged the hostage to a place with lights, but also far away from where he could call for help.

Asking questions here is the most appropriate choice. The audience’s way of chasing people is simply despising. Except for those ways that can make food by themselves, normal people must at least have contact with other people. found by the audience.

Maybe it will be temporarily hidden from ordinary mind readers, but the sea of ​​human subconsciousness will record the people they have seen. For a demigod of the 'audience' pathway, chasing and killing people like this is as easy as the palm of your hand.

However, Furen also has a temporary solution, which is to give a false direction to the person who sees him inadvertently, and then change his direction after reaching the wilderness.

In addition, although people will remember all people in the subconscious, but the memory is light and heavy, as long as there is no deep impression, the efficiency of rummaging through the memory will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

A man wielding a blood-stained machete walking on the street, and a man walking on the street like a normal worker, give people a completely different impression.

Then the lights, Furen looked carefully at the young man's face, it was the face of an ordinary cannon fodder, not so ugly nor so handsome, with a small amount of freckles on his face, the youthful feeling of a young man came out spontaneously, but now There was an inexplicable sense of mission on the face of this young man.

Although for this young man, the sense of mission would not only drive him to do all kinds of amazing things, but also give him a constant sense of spiritual satisfaction, Fren has always felt that these people are not like those who are devoutly religious. What is the difference, the same makes me, the ordinary public, feel out of place.

"Fate says, the fate of this city lies with you," the young man stroked his neck and said normally after feeling the hand on his neck loosen, "Although you are reluctant to stop in this river, the gravitational force of fate will Putting you in this quagmire, you are a lever, but also extremely critical."

"Stop, stop, can you speak human words?" This young man looked like a normal young man. Although he might not be outstanding, he looked like a normal person who could communicate, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Furen shook his head.

And there is one more point, even the demigod witch can't break the prophecy protection on Furen's body. Even if this young man is in the 'Wheel of Fortune' pathway, if he can predict himself, Furen will not believe it. of.

"You don't need to struggle, everything you do is useless, and you can only fulfill your destiny if you get on the right track." However, it seemed that the young man was still a genius, and he said things that were not normal people at all.

Furen rubbed his wrist with his left hand. After he finished speaking, he looked at his young man with sincere big eyes. Furen smiled slightly, his expression seemed extremely kind, and the young man was also moved, as if he saw fate Inspired lost traveler.

"Bang bang bang."

The loud voice rang in this place, which was a few streets away from the bars and places, and basically no one passed by at night.

The young man's head was mercilessly smashed by Fren's bag, but Fren did not continue to beat the young man who was more and more convinced that this person was a liar, and the young man also covered his head with wet eyes. Looking at Fren watery.

"Phew." Furen let out a long sigh of relief, then said, "Can we talk now?" Then he touched his right wrist with his left hand, as if he was reminiscing about the feeling just now.

The young man shivered, and hurriedly replied: "I mean ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In addition to the soldiers patrolling inside the city, there is also a group of soldiers patrolling outside, and the people who set up the city's defenses were arranged by people from the Church of Knowledge. , there will be no loopholes, and although the city looks small, it is the core hub connecting Lumburg County and Monson County. In this city, there is a magic circle carved in the sea of ​​subconsciousness. Record people who come in and out hastily."

Furen has always suspected that this kid is a Beyonder born and bred in this city, so he has been asking this person why he can't go out.

In addition, Fren did feel a heart palpitation when he was about to break out, and the spirituality of an astrologer is absolutely reliable.

"After you've said the reason, it's time to talk about who you are? By the way, remember to explain why you want to stop me and don't use fate to sway me. I'm protected by an angel-level prophecy!"

After listening to this, the young man felt a squeak in his heart. The young man is an extraordinary person of the Life Sect, and the Life Sect is an extraordinary organization inherited from masters and apprentices. Under the guidance of the dedicated master, the young man naturally knows that his original reason for wanting to fool people is How powerless. At the same time, the possibility of an Extraordinary of a great power being able to ask for help from the other party will also be greatly reduced.

However, the young man still uses a dead horse as a living horse doctor:

"My name is Brinton Lyman, I'm a 'lucky one', from the sect of life, I saw you this morning, and spirituality told me that you are the one who can reduce the loss of this city, and this ability is equivalent to a An intuition, unaffected by your prophetic protection, the bane of this city."

Although Blington knew that basically no one passed by, he lowered his voice, approached Fren, and said softly, "The curse is not a vampire, or in other words, it's not just a vampire, but the devil!"