The higher evil spirit discovered that since its almost immortal ability was discovered, it has been used more and more frequently, especially when the contract is changed and it does not need to be spent, its sound appears almost everywhere there is danger.

Moreover, the higher evil spirit is very sure that if he can, his contractor will use it continuously twenty-four hours a day.

"A stingy capitalist!"

“Brutal exploiter!”

"Ruthless slave owner!"

...

Adjectives after adjectives were crowned by high-level evil spirits on Qin Ran's head.

Undoubtedly, if Qin Ran was interested in looking up this description, he could see clearly.

but!

The higher evil spirits don't care.

Not only do they belong to each other from the inside out, but they also act as donkeys and horses. This is the case, aren’t it allowed to complain? Is there any reason for nature?

Of course, what the higher evil spirits know more is that it is very useful to its contractor.

With the personality of that contractor, tolerance will increase under the premise of being easy to use.

But it does not mean there is no limit.

So, after complaining for a few words, the higher evil spirits focused on what was happening in front of them.

Bait!

The plan to use Lor as bait, or to be more precise, Lor as the marker and he as bait.

Higher evil spirits have considerable confidence in whether they can lead the other party to appear.

As long as the waiter 3 does not show a warning about death, the other party will definitely show up.

No force has any tolerance for traitors.

Especially when this traitor still has a certain identity and has considerable information.

As for Waiter 3 turned into a statue?

No one knows this except it, its contractor and the cowards around him.

"The strong always control the fate of the weak."

"Even if it is death, the weak cannot choose."

The persuasion was ineffective, Lor sighed heavily.

These days of fearful life are enough to make a strong man suspicious. What's more, Lor is not the so-called strong man. In reality, he entered the huge city because of impulse. Just a trial of a rookie made him realize the reality and would rather huddle on the edge of the steel chariot and survive.

Such a person, do you expect him to catch up with him?

Perhaps it is possible.

But it has not appeared in Lore yet.

He just hopes to run back to his room now and never come out.

The huge city is too dangerous.

More dangerous than the dungeon world.

He would rather die in the dungeon than stay here again.

It's like a death row prisoner who goes to the execution ground.

When the trigger is pulled for the first time and the bullet is not fired, he will feel a little scared of surviving the disaster. But when he thinks of his identity and is about to come to a second shot, it is real despair. But even more desperate is that the second shot is still pulling the trigger, and no bullet is shot out.

If the other party is given a chance to speak, the other party will definitely cry and beg for death quickly.

"die?"

“That is the greatest forgiveness.”

"The most terrifying thing is..."

"After you die, you have to live again and work hard for others."

After hearing Luoer's sigh, the higher evil spirit curled his lips disdainfully.

What is a death?

How many times has it died?

He was pierced through his chest, his head was chopped off, he was beaten into a hornet's nest by a bullet, and he was blown into pieces by a bomb...

One scene after another.

Did it make any sigh besides whispering a word or two?

It's really pretentious!

After commenting on Lore, the higher evil spirit looked around.

If there is anything to make the higher evil spirit happy when performing the task of the contractor, it is to see different things.

Moreover, under the protection of the contract, it can directly contact the sun and feel the warmth.

Compared with that cold and humid place, it even produces a hint of happiness.

"I wish I hadn't died so many times!"

Silently, the higher evil spirit added a sentence in the heart.

Death, it can be resurrected.

But the pain of death and the memory of death exist.

The memories piled up by countless deaths are enough to make anyone collapse.

If it weren't for its own special nature, it would have disappeared long ago.

"Please try this."

The higher evil spirit pointed to a restaurant on the side of the road and said to Lor.

"What?"

Lor was stunned.

Obviously, Lore never expected that the higher evil spirit would let him treat him.

You know, he is a player who is extremely poorly, and he wants to cut the points on his body into ten pieces to spend.

The higher evil spirit ignored the other party at all and walked over.

Luo Er wanted to cut the points on his body into ten pieces to spend, but he didn't even have a single point on his high-level evil spirit.

Qin Ran has it, and there are many.

However, let’s not talk about whether the higher evil spirit can use points. Even if it can be used, will the higher evil spirit dare to borrow points from Qin Ran?

The answer is obvious.

Borrow money from a miser?

The wrath of the miser...

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend.

From the heart is the best.

This restaurant, transformed from the player's room, is not open inside, just a few teahouses are made around the outside of the room, and a bamboo fence is used to hang a huge sign on the entry point in order to get up.

Pastry house.

The word "pastry" is assembled with pastries such as baguettes, cookies, cream cakes, etc. It is not rubber or plastic, but real stuff.

Although the structure is a bit strange, it is very attractive.

The higher evil spirit smelled the smell and sat on one of the teahouses and pressed the bell on the teahouse.

But such loudness is obviously a decoration, and the ringtone cannot be transmitted to the player's room at all.

"Go knock on the door."

The higher evil spirit ordered to Lor.

His eyes swept over the price list on the teahouse. Lor, who was slightly relieved, did not refuse and walked towards the door decorated with a bar counter.

When Loer was knocking on the door, the higher evil spirits looked at the streets.

There, a scarlet figure was walking slowly.

The other party noticed the gaze of the higher evil spirits, but had no idea of ​​speeding up, and seemed not worried about the higher evil spirits escaping.

call!

The higher evil spirits sighed powerlessly.

It is not afraid of death, but this does not mean that it welcomes the arrival of death.

But nothing is changed by a certain person or the will of existence, so the higher evil spirit stood up.

"I originally thought I could try the pastries here..."

With such a conversation, the higher evil spirits will go to the other side.

Then, the door of the pastry house behind him slowly opened.

Carrying a basket of spices specially came to buy, Mimosa walked out.
Chapter completed!