Chapter 492: track

Di Shiyin didn't answer with a smile, and pulled her away: "Where are you going? Let's go, don't let them stop us on the street."
Luo Qingyu was full of suspiciousness, and clasped his veins backhandedly. The emperor's release sounded rebellious, and let her buckle.
No internal force! She couldn't sense the internal forces on him ...
He obviously has no internal force, how can he pass the sound into dense kung fu and have such good ear strength?
Is it inherently different?
The longer Luo Qingyu got along with him, the more doubts it felt. But this is obviously not the time to be puzzled.
She listened to her ears, her face changed slightly, and many soldiers and horses were transferred this time.
Suddenly she leaned back to lift him up, leaned over, went up to the roof, and ran in a certain direction in a light smoke.
She had already been optimistic about the daytime. There is an abandoned mansion in the west of the city, which is said to be a ghost house. No one dares to approach it during the day. For now, it is a good place to hide.
...
The priest Jing Hao flew all the way along the breath left by Xiao Jin. When he ran to the ridge of a high house, he suddenly stopped.
He swept around suspiciously, and he actually lost the breath of ‘Xiao Jin’ here!
He glanced around quickly, finally settled under an eave, stood together, flew past, and gently touched a finger on a roof tile, and a dark, slender thing fell in his hand.
It was a black badger, now stiff and dead for a long time.
Jing Hao priest's fingers clenched slightly!
Who killed his little gold?
Who has this ability? !!
The puppet he raised was not an ordinary puppet, but a strange worm named Xiting.
The number of this kind of worms is also extremely rare in the entire Monland continent.
Normally growing in the mountains of Dazawa, extremely toxic, extremely difficult to capture.
The two of them were obtained only after he spent the last few decades and risked his life.
He has been feeding with his blood since he was arrested, and he has been domesticated for decades before becoming his effective assistant.
This thing would loop around his ankle when not in use, like a fine gold collar. Only dead is black.
A well-trained person understands people's words, and is best at tracking. As long as it is smelled by it, it can quickly track it no matter how far it goes.
And this thing is very fast, once it moves, the person being tracked cannot see its shadow at all.
It is extremely toxic and extremely strong in self-protection. For these years, the priest Jinghao did not know how many rivals he had tracked and never missed.
This thing is not afraid of fire, flooding, or slashing, it can almost be said that it can't be killed.
So Jing Hao priest used it with confidence, but did not expect that he died here silently today!
He turned it over and couldn't find the cause of his death.
He clenched his fists, and there was a flash of vicious yin in his eyes.
That woman-it seems extremely difficult!
How could he kill his little Jin--
The gold ring on his other foot moved slightly, and it flew straight up, landed in the hands of the priest Jing Hao, sniffed at the dead cricket listener, and the gold-like body shook slightly, like a fly The buzzing sound of it is like crying, the body shakes, and it seems to be flying up.
The priest of Jing Hao had a flash of blue light in his hand, and held it firmly: "Daikin, rest assured, this seat will avenge your brother!"