At this moment, in the main hall of the Pope, a figure stripped out of the darkness cast by the pillars.

"Ahem."

Feeling the burnt smell that filled the hall instantly, Jinyu couldn't help frowning and coughed twice subconsciously.

"Oh, it seems that our suicide squad is back." The troublemaker said slowly as he looked at the shadow package that had lost in front of him and his body was covered in gray.

"But Jin Yu, you didn't use the holy light to protect your body. This is the first time I saw you feel uncomfortable because you smelled the smell of the outside world." The troublemaker turned around and looked at Jin Yu and complained.

"I used too much energy when I protected Yuege City just now, so... I can save as much as I can." Jinyu coughed twice again because of choking, "I need some time to regulate my breathing to recover my energy, otherwise I may have no energy to face them."

"Okay OK." The troublemaker turned his eyes back to the shadow master again, "I have seen all your performance just now."

After hearing this, Shadowman immediately knelt on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve.

"Yes, yes, sorry! Leader! Please punish me!"

"Huh?" The troublemaker looked at the obedient look of the shadow master and shook his head, "Who said I want to punish you?"

"Hey?" The shadow man raised his head, not knowing what the troublemaker was going to do.

"Get up, you're doing a good job." The troublemaker raised his legs and crossed his legs. "In fact, you have exceeded the task, so there is no need to blame yourself so much. Go back and rest quickly. I have asked Wan Zi Qianlan to prepare conditioners for you."

After hearing this passage from the troublemaker, the shadow writer was shocked and happy, and kept kowtowing to the troublemaker.

But after this gratitude, he raised his head and frowned.

"Leader, you really asked that woman to give it to me..."

"Okay, please be content." The troublemaker waved his hand, "It would be nice if I didn't let her cook a pot of poison for you, or are you expecting me to get these for you?"

"No, thank you leader!"

The shadower bent down and kowtowed three times again, then turned into a shadow and disappeared into the hall.

"This child didn't seem to say hello to you, nor did he apologize to you." After the troublemaker sent away the shadow master, he remembered this irrelevant thing to her.

"It's okay." Jin Yu didn't seem to care, but just shook his head, "I don't plan to accept it anyway."

"Okay." The messenger shrugged, "then we're all happy with it."

...

There are two teapots on the tabletop of the wild blue.

One is purple and the other is blue.

"So, that's what I was like at that time... I'll help you refill the tea."

Wan Zi Qianlan was chatting with the mist believer in a mess, as if he was having a tea party.

After the words came to an end, Wan Zi Qianlan got up, lifted the purple teapot, poured some purple tea into the purple tea cup in front of the mist believer, and then added some tea into his own purple tea cup.

"Uh, where did you say just now?" After sitting down, Wan Zi Qianlan couldn't help scratching her head, looking a little stupid and cute.

"You are telling me...well...the story of your fishing for Kaizi." The mist believer smiled.

Wan Zi Qianlan slapped his forehead, "Hey, look at my memory, okay, I will continue to talk, and then, that's how I was..."

Before Wan Zi Qianlan finished speaking, a shadow suddenly walked out of the corner of the wall where the mist believer had just stood. While making heavy footsteps, it also emitted a burnt stinking smell in the room.

It's like the smell of burnt human flesh.

"My God." Wan Zi Qianlan looked at the little black man coming towards him and frowned, "Did you go to dig coal or go to the equator to play? Why is it so dark... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you have always been like this."

"Hey." Shadow cleared his throat, "I haven't transformed."

"What? Didn't you transform?" Wan Zi Qianlan couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Then are you really going to dig coal?! The emotional leader asked me to prepare some injury medicine for you, which is used to treat your lumbar muscle strain?"

"No!" Shadow Master murmured, pulling a stool from the side of the coffee table to sit down.

"Dong!"

Then he sat on the ground.

"Damn it, Wan Zi Qianlan, what do you mean?!" The shadow master looked at Wan Zi Qianlan holding the chair he was about to sit down in his hand, and suddenly felt angry.

"Look at your own crust." Wan Zi Qianlan shook his head with his nose, "Are you digging coal and digging to the volcano? You still want to sit on my white jade stool so dirty?"

"Okay!" Shadow Master looked at the chair on Wan Zi Qianlan's hand. After thinking about it, he really shouldn't have been like this. Then he directly put on a cross-legged position on the ground, "Then I'll sit on the ground, okay? Give me your medicine quickly, and I'll go back after I drink it."

"Now." Wan Zi Qianlan put the chair in her hand aside, then lifted the blue teapot on the table and began to pour blue liquid into a blue cup.

"Speaking of this, what did you encounter?" Wan Zi Qianlan asked while pouring the medicine liquid for him.

"What else can it be? I've dug coal to the volcano." Shadow Master sighed.

"Tsk, just ask you seriously. It's not a joke. I also want to know which god can make you like this without a trace." Wan Zi Qianlan's tone became serious.

"Well... I think you probably haven't seen it before, although he should be somewhat similar to you." Shadow Master thought for a while, "After all, that man is a magician wearing a magic robe, and he also has some weird abilities."

"Spiritorialist?" Wan Zi Qianlan smiled when she heard that the man was in the same profession as her, "Have he used spells to control your spirit?"

"This is not. Although he is a magician, he is completely different from you." Shadow Master shook his head, "Your magic is more used in illusion, and his words seem to be using talismans throughout the whole process, and those talismans appeared on me almost instantly, which was very strange."

"Tactic?" Wan Zi Qianlan frowned, "There are still magicians in this world who have mastered this lost technology these days? Is he a player or an NPC?"

"It's a player." Shadow Master sighed.
Chapter completed!