Mr. Xiumeng is indeed mature and prudent, no wonder he can become the talker of the team.
Passing through the hall wall without any hindrance and walking on the water, I was not surprised by the hunting team's reaction.
As I said just now, if he was sure that he could be dealt with within a controllable range, Xiu Meng would have taken action long ago.
Everyone is just here to fool around, and there is really no point in just bluffing.
At this moment, Logan was at a critical moment, and Xiumeng didn't have the guts to take this risk.
Of course, it's hard to say if it will be any later. After all, judging from the time, Mr. Logan will soon become the Three Pure Ones.
…
The return trip before paying was obviously faster, and we even deliberately chose a different direction than when we came.
However, as he approached the shore and took the last step out of the water, his figure stagnated.
During this sudden change of rhythm, he stretched his right hand forward and clamped a transparent blade between his two fingers.
This blow occurred silently. If he had maintained his original speed, he would have been hit.
No need to ask, with such a familiar method, it is obvious that Brother Ballard has arrived.
His weapon seems to be able to pierce out of any mirror. There may not be a chandelier here, but the water is as smooth as a mirror.
In the midst of emotion, Fu Qian simply let go of his hand, gave up the idea of going ashore, and took two steps sideways.
This movement is not unpleasant, but even so, when you step on it, the touch is still extremely smooth, even with a biting chill.
Quietly, the water surface turned to ice.
And with Fu Qian's movements, the chill instantly surged up like crazy, freezing his legs in place.
Looking up, Fu Qian saw a figure on all fours - a demigod ice wolf named Crystal.
The latter's mouth opened wide, and a thick cloud of white mist spurted out.
The coordination is really exquisite. The key is just waiting here. Is this the bond of "destiny"?
In admiration, Fu Qian gave up moving and allowed himself to be shrouded in endless ice mist.
In just a few seconds, he was completely enclosed in a giant ice block, like a giant amber floating on the water.
"What does this guy...have to do with you?"
Although inhuman, Crystal's facial expressions are rich.
After successfully capturing the person, she was obviously surprised by the target's unique appearance.
After looking up and down, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Ballard and asked.
"It doesn't matter."
Ballard was also very quick to deny it. Perhaps to show his sincerity, he opened his visor directly while speaking, revealing his face.
After explaining, he looked Fu Qian up and down, obviously unhappy with this malicious imitation.
"I've never seen this guy."
"But it's obvious that he is the person the prophet asked us to find."
Crystal was not prepared to dwell on this issue and glanced at the illusory fire in the middle of the lake.
"Let's take the people back first. We need to find out what happened."
"good."
Ballard nodded, but before setting off, he followed her gaze. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he seemed to have made a decision.
"Damn foreigners."
…
I was fortunate enough to ride on a greedy chariot again, although it was in a special form, and I was quickly sent downstairs to the prophet's apartment.
Facing a certain figure standing in front of the building, the crystal demigod who was traveling with him threw him down without saying a word.
“Well done.”
The person who picked up the station didn't mind at all and expressed his praise with a smile.
At the same time, several bone claws stretched out from behind, directly "hugging" the ice cube.
That's right, it's Akasha standing below.
It's not surprising, although this person is not absolutely in the lawful camp, but if things develop normally for Catherine, she will obviously be forced to take up her post because she got into trouble.
And considering the two people's holiday, Crystal's indifferent attitude is completely understandable.
"Please note that this guy is a little strange, and he may even be trapped on purpose."
Ballard's sense of responsibility was obviously too strong, and he reminded Akasha with a serious face.
"It's really strange how he looks so similar to you."
After hearing this, Akasha looked up and down at Fu Qian in the ice cube, and nodded seriously.
It's just that the focus of attention was obviously a little biased from Ballard's meaning, which made the muscles on the latter's face twitch.
"But honestly speaking, black is obviously more pleasing to the eye."
But it wasn't over yet, Akasha even added another blow.
…
Ballard's eyes were extremely sharp, but he seemed to be unable to do much about Akasha's virtue.
Fortunately, the latter did not continue to comment harshly, showed a charming smile, and led Fu Qian directly into the building.
"I will convey your opinion, but the prophet has named him and wants to meet him alone."
A moment later, Fu Qian visited the prophet's residence for the second time in a relatively strange manner.
And without even putting him down, Akasha stretched her palm forward and rubbed the surface of the ice.
It must be said that this action was quite obscene, but following her move, a layer of not-so-fine spider webs actually appeared on the surface of the ice.
After quickly connecting into a piece, the spider web began to tighten inwards without hesitation.
Crisp cracking sounds followed closely.
The seemingly fragile spider silk now showed incomparable tenacity and sharpness, and the ice cubes were quickly chopped into pieces and scattered all over the ground in the blink of an eye.
What's amazing is that when the spider web finally touched Fu Qian's mirror armor, it stopped with great precision and attached to it.
At first glance, Fu Qian looks like prey tied up by a spider.
"I'm sorry. Since the person you're meeting later is too fragile, I'll do a little bit of protection."
Facing Fu Qian who was out of trouble, the man covered his mouth and explained.
"Yes, and thank you for helping me clean these up."
It's not as boring as pretending to be unconscious. I put my front hand on the helmet and said thank you seriously with my true face.
With just this small movement, you can feel the excellent elasticity of the spider silk, and the force is absorbed during the movement.
It is indeed a good restraint method for ordinary demigods.
"The spider silk will slightly restrict your movement, but it won't last long, so don't worry."
As if sensing Fu Qian's sincerity, Akasha's eyes were as charming as silk, and she even deliberately leaned into his ear when explaining.
"Of course you can also come to me later and I will help you untie it myself...or reinforce it?"
"It's a face I've never seen before, and it looks very strong. Today is really a happy day."
"The eyes are as bright as a torch."
Faced with Akasha's bold and passionate appreciation, Fu Qian nodded and praised the other person's vision.
Ha ha……
After a brief moment of surprise, it was obvious that Akasha was really smiling happily.
However, this man still did not forget his duty and opened the door the next moment.
"go in."
As he spoke, each bone claw brushed over Fu Qian's body reluctantly.