Ouyang Xue stopped unexpectedly, facing forward, crawling like a statue.

"You are not Ouyang Xue." He suddenly shouted such a sentence. This personality was too different from Ouyang Xue. He looked back and realized that he had been away from the team for a long time, and they had been crawling for a long time.

I don't know why, but a word suddenly popped up in my mind: the plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Did he fall into the trap of "Ouyang Xue" to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

"Okay, okay, little boy, you really have not dishonored the reputation of Maoshan's clan, haha." The rough man's voice boomed.

Hearing this familiar voice, he stepped back and turned pale: "You...what do you mean? This...you are not Ouyang Xue?"

"Don't you still recognize my voice?" the rough voice asked. At the same time, he slowly turned around and looked at Yin Hui: "Have you not always wanted to kill me? Today I will give you a chance."

It's not that enemies don't get together, this person is none other than Zhao Deshui.

Ouyang Xue's clothes, Ouyang Xue's figure, but on the slender body is a man's head.

He smiled at him, as if full of ridicule: "On your own, you still want to move this cult den? It's really ridiculous. When will the National Security Bureau have self-awareness?" He smiled bitterly, and then stared at Yin.

Hui: "Boy, let me ask you one last time. Follow me. You still have hope of survival this time. If you continue to work hard for the government, be careful that you will have no chance of survival this time. Haha."

His voice was full of temptation, tempting Yin Hui to join him.

Yin Hui smiled calmly: "Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. If I were to be with you, wouldn't it mean that everyone in our Maoshan Lianzong family is good?"

He was sure that the other party would not do anything to him. Although he had only had contact with him a few times, he had some understanding of his temperament.

He still has a lot of affection for his sect, and he will not end up with a fellow sect member committing suicide.

"You..." He looked at Yin Hui with some resentment, but in the end he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Okay, in this case, you can just do it for yourself." He laughed wildly, turned around, and walked directly from the cement pipe.

It disappeared inside.

"He has actually cultivated to the point where he can become invisible?" He took a breath of cold air, stared blankly at the empty pipe wall in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if he could use such strength on a positive path.

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At the same time, he was also wondering in his mind, why did Zhao Dehuo appear in this place? Is it just to persuade him to submit to him? If this is not Ouyang Xue, then where did Ouyang Xue go? What is the relationship between Zhao Dehuo and Christianity?

Doubts appeared in his mind one after another, like thousands of fireflies hovering over his head, making his hair hurt.

"Yin Hui? Yin Hui?" Conan Doyle's voice came from behind, as if he was not far from his position.

"Conan Doyle, I'm here." He responded, and then quickly crawled along the way he came.

After turning several corners, she still saw Conan Doyle. She was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he probably decided that the other party must have heard his echo, so he went back.

"Yin Hui, where are you?" the voice came again.

But this time his eyes widened in shock, because the sound came from behind and didn't seem far away.

But how is this possible? This is the only way people can pass through in this passage. If he was behind him, he should have met Conan Doyle just now, but why didn't he see Conan Doyle when he passed by?

His heart went crazy, he slowly stopped and called softly: "Conan Doyle, where are you?"

"I'm here, come here quickly." Her voice still sounded clearly behind her.

He frowned, although he felt that the sound was very strange and might not belong to Conan Doyle. However, just to be sure, he turned around and followed the sound without hesitation.

"Conan Doyle, are you here?" he called again.

"Yin Hui, I'm here." Her voice sounded above his head.

This sound came so suddenly that Yin Hui, who was unprepared, trembled all over and raised his head repeatedly to see whose head was hanging above you.

Seeing this, he was so frightened that he became weak and almost collapsed on the ground.

It was a bloody human head, and on the head, Conan Doyle's facial features were piled up so quietly, as if he was still smiling at himself.

"Conan Doyle, you...how did you..." He knew in his heart that the head was not Conan Doyle's, but he still felt heartbroken when he saw her face.

If she was really beheaded, he would definitely cry bitterly for three days and three nights.

He pretended to be scared, lying on the ground and hiding in the distance, while hiding his hands in invisible places, secretly forming seals, ready to attack the opponent at any time.

"Haha, Yin Hui, aren't you looking for me? Come to me, come to me." A sharp voice came from the hollow mouth. He could clearly see that there was nothing in that hollow mouth.

No.

The head continued to float in the air, attacking in his direction, opening its huge mouth, ready to bite at any time.

Seizing the right opportunity, the hand hidden under his body surged, and when the black hole bit his arm, he blasted out the seal.

There was only a crisp booming sound, and the seal that had been lying quietly on Yin Hui's hand turned into a lamp emitting this blazing light and flew into the mouth of the black hole.

With a bang, the head was blown into pieces and floated in the air.

Finally, it fell on the pipe wall and mixed with the iron filings. There was no trace of explosion at all.

However, he didn't feel the slightest happy about getting rid of this head. Instead, he felt a heavy stone weighing on his heart.

Which party did the head belong to? Was it Zhao Dehuo's group or the Christians' group? When he came here, he must have discovered the existence of Conan Doyle and others. Did they encounter any danger? Does this mean?

So Christianity has discovered this group of people?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, so he simply quickened his pace and quickly chased after the other members of the group.

Turning left and right, he finally saw Conan Doyle and others waiting for him.

Seeing them sitting in the passage safely, he let out a long breath, walked up and said, "Come on, let's go."
Chapter completed!