Chapter 167 The Man Who Hosts Darkness

"We can't let her run away!"

It was not Lu Xuan who said this, but Da Gu who had some ominous premonition in his heart.

Looking at Mrs. Iwama's fleeing back, Dagu seemed to have seen an evil ghost emerging from its cage.

God knows whether Mrs. Iwama, now a demon, still has humanity.

If the other party goes crazy and hurts innocent people, Dagu will really regret it for the rest of his life.

"Of course we can't let her run away. She is the only clue at the moment."

Without looking back, Lu Xuan ditched Da Gu and immediately jumped down from the building.

Seriously!

With the help of the acceleration and sprint of telekinesis, Lu Xuan, who was hovering in mid-air, only slowed down for half a beat before following Mrs. Iwama's back and rushing out of the villa.

"Well……"

Da Gu, who witnessed this scene, looked shocked at first, and then tentatively glanced at the height below his feet.

Considering his mortal nature, Dagu finally decided to take the stairs honestly.

After all, I don't have the kind of super power that Lu Xuan has, so the possibility of falling to my death is greater if I jump from here.

But just when Dagu was about to reach the stairs, he suddenly stopped without warning.

Because not far from Dagu, a half-open door was pushed open.

As the door opened, there were faint screams and sobs coming from inside.

"Who? Who's in there?"

Staring at the door with a little vigilance.

I saw Da Gu's eyes narrowing slightly, but his right hand unconsciously touched the Hypa gun on his waist.

After experiencing Mrs. Iwama's sudden change of heart, Dagu has developed an allergic reaction to everything in this villa.

"Woooo..."

He didn't answer Dagu's question, and the crying from inside the door continued to come out.

But this time, Dagu heard it clearly.

"girl?"

I couldn't help but turned my head and listened again for a while, and the surprise on Dagu's face became even worse.

The faint sound of crying was clearly the sound of a little girl crying.

And judging from the crying, the little girl should not be old, and may even still be in elementary school.

【Is she Mrs. Iwama’s daughter?】

When such an idea flashed through Dagu's mind, his surprise turned into shock.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this small room at the top of the stairs does not look like a serious "boudoir".

This is more like a small storage room than a room.

"Hello? Are you the daughter of the Iwama family?"

Without even the slightest hesitation, when Dagu realized that the crying in the storage room might come from the Iwama family's daughter, he immediately stepped forward and called out in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

While soothing the cries in the storage room, he cautiously stepped forward to explore...

Dagu felt that this cry might simply be caused by fear and fear after seeing the changes in Mrs. Iwama.

For the moment, we don't care why the Iwama family's youngest daughter is hiding in this storage room.

Anyway, as Da Gu stepped closer to Chuqin, the crying inside became more trembling and frightening.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

Push the half-open door completely open.

As expected, Dagu saw the figure of a curled up little girl inside.

As if she noticed the person coming, the little girl's figure curled up even more compactly, and even her cries were much quieter.

It wasn't until Dagu completely let down his guard and approached the other party gently and patiently that the little girl tentatively raised her head.

Almost at the moment when the little girl raised her head, Da Gu's pupils suddenly tightened.

Because the little girl who came into view suddenly had a long beak like a bird.

Not only that, there are some special wing-like structures on the tip of her nose and ears.

"you……"

Da Gu, who was in shock, was about to say something when he saw the little girl burying her head again with fear on her face.

Immediately realizing that his expression just now might have frightened the little girl, Dagu's expression softened again.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Use the gentlest tone possible to soothe the little girl's emotions.

Dagu gently took his arms around the little girl's thin body, giving her unprecedented warmth.

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I have to admit that Mrs. Iwama's weird spider-like form is indeed very fast.

Even with Lu Xuan's flying advantage, it took a long time to successfully catch up with the opponent.

Fortunately, this is a wealthy area and there are not many idle people near the streets.

In addition, Mrs. Iwama seemed to be running towards the dark alleys consciously, so there was no big commotion.

"Aren't you going to run away?"

When the two parties chased each other and fled to an extremely remote corner.

Mrs. Iwajian was the first to stop and stared at Lu Xuan with her face whose appearance could no longer be discerned.

"Did you bring me here specifically because the prophet is hiding here?"

Ignoring Mrs. Iwama's surprised look, Lu Xuan looked around and finally zeroed in on a seemingly inconspicuous hut nearby.

In this luxurious and affluent area, that small house felt a little out of place.

However, neither the wealthy people living here nor the idle people who occasionally pass by here seem to have noticed this strange sense of dissonance.

Only Lu Xuan, who inherited the "Power of Light", could see some clues in this small house.

"You...all deserve to die!"

No longer hiding his inner resentment and anger.

Mrs. Iwama's tone was hoarse and low, like a whisper from hell.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Iwama did not use the unknown language this time, but spoke in human language.

“‘You’ all deserve to die?”

Mrs. Iwajian would curse herself, but Lu Xuan could actually understand.

But the "you" in the other party's mouth obviously includes the prophet.

This made Lu Xuan, who originally thought that Mrs. Iwama was being controlled by the prophet, show some thoughts.

It seemed that things were a little different from what he imagined.

Joe Iwama may indeed be controlled by the prophet, but Mrs. Iwama is obviously not controlled by the prophet.

Or to be more precise, Mrs. Iwama should have found some way to fight against the prophet, and then got rid of its control and threat.

As for what method was used?

Lu Xuan glanced at the human head model still floating around him and already had the answer in his heart.

"Lu Xuan, can you hear me?"

Just when Lu Xuan was about to ask further questions, Dagu's voice suddenly came from the watch.

"I found a little girl at Iwama's house. She should be Mrs. Iwama's daughter."

"But something is very wrong with her now and she may need emergency treatment!"

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