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Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555: Dream Interruption to Qiming (34)

Bedivere seemed to see the old man from the shadows. However, what made the werewolf youth quite anxious was that the old man had his face covered and his head wrapped in a cloth, and he always kept most of his body hidden in the shadows.

It is simply an impossible task to see that person's face clearly.

"Nate (Rat), have you got everything?" the old man started to speak. However, as soon as he spoke, Bedivere was even more disappointed. Probably because the old man covered his face with a cloth, or maybe because the old man deliberately put the

Because the voice was so low, Bedivere couldn't distinguish the old man's original voice. Since he couldn't distinguish it, it was difficult to draw a conclusion as to whether this man was Sword Saint Yak.

"I got it." The thin child took out the food from the bag and handed it to his "grandpa."

Then the old man stretched out his hand to take it and checked the food one by one, but he never came out of the shadows. Moreover, his arms were still wrapped in thick clothes and even his palms were wearing tattered gloves. I wanted to find out from the old man’s arms.

It is impossible to determine the true identity of this old man.

------It's really watertight.

However, it is precisely because this old man did everything so accurately and so carefully that Bedivere suspected that he was the Sword Master Yak. However, it would be too early to draw a conclusion now. Bedivere thought in his heart

With this thought in mind, he moved closer, believing that he was controlling a spirit that no one could see, and tried to quietly observe the old man's every move.

"Eat." After the old man put away the food, he immediately handed an apple to the thin boy. The boy happily took the apple and started jumping around. He looked innocent and innocent. It didn't look like he was living in this hell at all.

A resident of a normal world. He sat down on a rusty iron sewer pipe, munching leisurely on the slightly bruised apple that was no longer fresh, and then said: "One day,

I will take grandpa out of this hellish place. At that time, I will make a lot of money, have three meals a day, and buy a big house for grandpa to live in. I will hire servants to clean the house.

, absolutely no cockroaches or rats."

"...We'll talk about it when you grow up," said the old man, who seemed to be sitting in the shadows eating bread. He then handed out a small half-long loaf of French bread to the boy from the shadows.

"So," the thin child picked up the bread and gnawed it, not caring how intrusive and harsh the bread was: "Grandpa, please teach me more combat skills. I want to become stronger."

"Not now, Nate, not now." The old man repeated.

"Why! Nate has obviously mastered the last combat skill, and he did it perfectly in today's game, and his arm is no longer injured!"

"Hmph," the old man in the shadow sneered, "You're just lucky."

"That's not lucky!"

"It's who you are." There wasn't much emotion in the old man's words, or maybe it was because he was still chewing food with his face covered, so Bedivere couldn't hear clearly, "Look at your expression when the wind blows.

A small arm that can break? You still want to learn more powerful combat skills with this physique? Impossible. Make your body stronger first. Otherwise, once you use combat skills indiscriminately, your body will not be able to withstand the reaction of the combat skills, and you will fall apart and die.

."

Even Bediwell understands this truth. But ------

When did Sword Master Yak care about his chess pieces so much? Shouldn't that boy be just a tool for Yak to make a living? So is this old man actually Sword Saint Yak? After observing it this way, Bediwell instead

Feeling confused.

Just when the werewolf youth was puzzled, the old man hiding in the shadow of the large drain suddenly stood up: "Speaking of which, Nate, you really came back with a strange ghost today."

"Uh, grandpa, what are you talking about?" The thin boy almost finished chewing the bread in his hand, and then asked with a blank look on his face.

"At first I thought it was just a passing ghost, but this thing actually stayed there and never left. Is this deliberately following you?" the old man continued.

"So grandpa, I don't understand what you are talking about at all. Ghost? Is it something like a ghost?"

It was only then that Bedivere realized that the old man was talking about him, and felt a chill in his heart!

But how is it possible?! Can this old man see the spirit controlled by Bedivere?

No. This is of course possible. Bedivere felt chilled again. If someone has practiced [True Sight] to the extreme, then that person can see the world of photons at will. The spirit currently controlled by Bedivere

The body is nothing more than a ball of photons, so it is of course possible to make it appear through true vision!

The old man began to walk out of the shadows and approached Bedivere step by step.

Even so, the old man still covered his face and wrapped his head, with almost no skin exposed on his body, hiding his identity completely.

Despite this, Bedivere can also clearly know that this old man must be a powerful person. It is impossible for normal people to use such advanced combat skills as True Sight, and this old man actually uses True Sight at a time when it is absolutely impossible to do so.

He used it here, and relied on it to discover the spirit controlled by Bedivere. This old man was either extremely alert or extremely suspicious. No matter which one he was, he was definitely not easy to deal with!

Bedivere began to panic a little. Is he retreating? No, will the old man see through this and know that the spirit controlled by Bedivere is here to conduct reconnaissance? But, are you not retreating? Just stay where you are.

How can it be justified to not move and pretend to be a passing spirit?

No matter what, you should step away now and slowly distance yourself.

Bedivere controlled the Holy Spirit to slowly float backwards, trying to stay away from the old man.

However, the old man said: "Oh, he actually backed down. This guy seems to be no ordinary ghost. He can also think for himself."

Bedivere complained secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect that this would backfire and make the old man even more suspicious.

The old man took out a knife from his waist and pulled out a short knife about a foot long. The originally black and shiny knife began to glow with a strange purple-red light.

The dagger was originally an ordinary dagger. Although it was polished very sharply, it was nothing special. The purple-red light that suddenly appeared must be some kind of enchantment, and it must be an enchantment cast by the person holding the weapon.

.Even if Bediwell couldn't understand the origin of this purple-red enchantment, he still knew the reason.

Moreover, his intuition told him that it would definitely be bad if he was hit by that short knife, even if Bediwell is controlling an immortal Holy Spirit now.

The old man approached step by step, ready to wave the dagger glowing with purple-red light in his hand at any time and tear the spirit body controlled by Bedivere into pieces.

It's really too bad. We must find a way to escape from here immediately.

He must escape from here immediately, but he must escape in a way that does not make the old man suspicious.

Otherwise, once the snake is alerted, even if Bediwell and the others subsequently send people to search the "Corrupt Swamp Block" in the underground waterway, the old man may have already escaped with his children. The difficulty of finding him next time will probably increase exponentially.

The situation couldn't be more critical. Bedivere must find an excuse to escape from here immediately, and this excuse must look very natural to prevent the old man from becoming suspicious further.

But what exactly is this excuse?

Meow!~

At this time, Bedivere heard the cry of a small animal behind him. Bedivere turned his head and looked at it. It was a little black cat. It looked like a dry and thin little cat with breasts. It had experienced this world.

cruel, but still full of curiosity about the world.

Yes, this is a sewer, a haunted place frequented by rats. The homeless people who live here are often annoyed by the rats. Therefore, the homeless people always keep cats to drive away the rats. In this kind of place

The appearance of cats is not a strange thing.

So, he was saved. The werewolf young man was secretly happy.

The spirit body controlled by Bedivere immediately made exaggerated movements and began to hide in the opposite direction where the cat was in panic. He first took a step back, then jumped up, and then soared upwards. Before the old man could react,

The spirit body controlled by Bedivere had already passed through the wall, hit the ceiling of the sewer, and flew away at high speed.

"Cat...?" The old man blinked.

"Uh, Grandpa?" The child came over to play with the cat, and at the same time asked with a blank look on his face: "Are you okay? You've been talking nonsense since just now------"

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man waved his hand and cleared the alarm: "Am I just overthinking it?"

In Egypt, cats are regarded as messengers of the underworld and can drive away ghosts. The same principle is very likely to apply here in South Africa, at least Bedivere thinks so. Anyway, he has done enough of the dramas he can play, I just hope that

A mysterious old man will sell his account, so don't continue to be suspicious. Although it sounds superstitious, older people are always a little superstitious, aren't they?

Soon, Bedivere's spirit body passed through the heavy ground, flew high into the sky of the city, and almost hit the inner wall of the barrier.

He was not used to controlling the flight of a spirit body, so he flew a little too fast for even himself. Unexpectedly, he returned to the ground so quickly, and he didn't even have time to see the scenery between the different floors he passed through.

At first, he regretted that he did not take a good look at the environment of the neighborhood during his escape. However, he found that doing so was of little significance. After all, knowing which neighborhood was nearby would not be of any help to the hunt for Sword Saint Yak.

------The structure of the sewer is intricate, and you may have to go around many times from other places to reach the hidden "swamp block" underground.

In this case, all he can do is remember the general direction. Bediwell took a bird's-eye view and memorized the scenery of the entire city at this height. Then he was afraid that he would forget it soon, so he did not dare to stay for a long time, so he walked through the gap in the city's barrier

He flew out and returned along the road.


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