Witch Brigade

　　 Knowing that Qianmen knew his relationship with the Witch Club, Quinnes was not at all surprised. In the final analysis, his purpose was exactly as Qianmen had guessed, it was for the witch... and the witch.

　　 "That's a lot of nonsense, let's make a price." Quinns said directly.

　　The corners of Qianmen’s mouth hidden in the shadows evokes an arc, "I need more and deeper spiritual knowledge."

　　Quines gave a deep glance; "Yes, provided that your information is useful, not that some specious information precludes me."

　　 He is not such a fool.

　　 Thousand faces snorted: "Am I the kind of person who can handle things casually?"

　　 "I hope so." Quinnes grinned coldly and made a respectful look.

　　 There is no doubt that Queens will make mistakes, and he directly told Quinns about his news.

　　Queens touched his chin in thought, ignoring the thousand faces that left.

What Qianmen gave him was not the exact hidden location of the Quetzalcoatl statue, but provided a clue, but thinking about it, it is very rare to be able to get a clue at the level of Qianmen. If Qianmen gives him His is the exact hidden location, but he may doubt the authenticity of the intelligence.

The carriage stepped across the corner of the street, and the corner of Quince’s eyes slid over a familiar back figure. Quinns immediately realized who the person he had just missed was, and immediately knocked on it with a civilized abduction, and said to the thousand-faced driver: stop."

　　 The carriage stopped slowly. Three minutes later, a lonely figure passed by the carriage on the corner of the street.

　　 "Hey, Ryan Salom, do you want to take a ride?" Quinns said to Ryan Salom not far away.

　　 "Ah!" Ryan Salom was startled by the sudden voice, turned around and looked: "It turns out to be Baron Dowd, hello."

　　 "You don't need to use honorifics, just call me Mr. Dodd." Quinns waved his hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you for a while."

　　 Ryan Salomnono took a moment to see Quinns’ sharp eyes, but after all he didn’t utter a word of refusal, and stepped onto the carriage of Koisar.

　　 The carriage restarted.

　　 Inside the carriage, Quinns asked, "Where do you live?"

　　 "Oh, I now live in the staff dormitory of the Gronnu Library. This is based on the impression of Earl Walker." Ryan Salome said.

　　 "That's right, my carriage will pass by the Gronnu Library." Quinns smiled slightly.

　　 "I really miss Dodber, oh sir." Ryan Salom said quietly.

　　 "I said, don't be so polite."

　　 "Well, when did you meet Earl Walker?" Quinns asked.

　　 "It hasn't been three months since I entered Li Foming University. We met at a lecture given by the professor." Ryan Salom said.

　　Queens nodded: "That should be more than two years."

　　 After that, Quinnes asked a lot about Ryan Salom and Earl Walker, and Ryan Salom answered them one by one.

　　 Just as the carriage was about to arrive at the Gronnu Library, Ryan Salom suddenly stroked his forehead without warning, blushing and jumping with blue veins.

　　 "Ah!" Ryan Salom gritted his posterior teeth, trying not to let himself make any noise.

　　 Regarding this change, Quinns frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Where is it uncomfortable?"

When asked, Quinnes’s inspiration could clearly feel that Ryan Salom had some inexplicable change, opened the eyes of the void and looked at it, as expected, the aura that he had sensed on Ryan Salom before. Er Dasheng, if the previously observed Lingyun was the size of a chopstick, then the current Lingyun is as thick as an arm.

　　 After detecting the source of Ryan Salom's anomaly, Quinnes did not interrupt it hastily, but quietly observed it through the eyes of the void.

This abrupt and strong aura only lasted about thirty seconds, but in Quinnes’s follow-up observations, after the aura grew, its original spiral upward direction changed to a downward spiral. It is like some kind of unilateral information transmission, but this kind of transmission is due to the failure of Ryan Salom's hardware, which will cause Ryan Salom to have the current headache symptoms.

　　 Thirty seconds later, Ryan Salom breathed heavily and eased his breath, "Sorry, I didn't see a doctor for the recent illness."

　　Quinns' eyes flashed with a gleam, "Oh? What happened recently? Did the doctor say something?"

　　 Ryan Salom shook his head: "I spent a lot of money, but I didn't find out what?"

　　Quines slid on crutches and said, "I learned some doctor's tricks. If you don't mind, you can talk to me."

Ryan Salom pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "More than a month ago, I can’t remember exactly how long it was, but I remember that it was the sensational San Dres Fez event in Gonic Hong Kong. Soon, one day, when I was still asleep, I suddenly had a dream, and then I was awakened by pain. The next few times, as long as I was asleep, I would be awakened by pain, and I would repeat the first time. That dream once."

　　 "Have a dream?! Remember what you dreamed of in your dream?"

Ryan Salom shook his head and nodded again:'Every time after waking up from the pain, there is a mess in my mind except the pain, I can't remember anything, but after a while, I still remember a little Start some. "

Ryan Salom continued: "I only remember a voice calling me in my dream, and every time I dreamed of it, I would remember a little bit more. The voice seemed to be from a very strange immobile animal. They came out, and those eyes were so gloomy. Every time they looked at me, they seemed to eat me."

　　 "Are you sure they are not human eyes?" Quinns asked.

　　 Ryan Salom nodded: "Every time I dream of those eyes at the end~www.ltnovel.com~ I can't even care about the pain, it's really horrible."

　　Quines touched his chin and asked, "Then what animal eyes do you think those eyes are?"

　　 "I also thought about this problem, and even checked the materials in the library." After a moment of silence, Ryan Salom said: "It should be the eyes of a snake."

　　 "Snake eyes?!" Quines' eyes lit up, snake eyes, and still body, and Quinnes vaguely thought of a possibility: "Want to hear my advice?"

　　 "Please say, Mr. Dodd." Ryan Salom's eyes showed longing.

　　 "Mysterious world, have you heard of it?"

　　 Hearing Quinnes’s words, Ryan Salom’s eyes were a little sad: "You said I encountered an extraordinary event?"

"you do not believe?"

　　 Ryan Salom nodded: "History has proved that the events in those myths are fake, and there is no mysterious world at all."

Looking at Ryan Salom’s stubborn eyes, Quinnes didn’t say anything. The persistence in a person’s heart cannot be eliminated by other people’s words, but Ryan Salom was undoubtedly an accident to Quinnes. The harvest, if what he said is true, then that semi-sacred tool may have deeper implications.

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