Chapter 839: Blood boy

() After thinking about it, Sister Jin stayed in the tree and stopped moving.
"Sister Jin, what about us?" The thin dog was a little anxious and asked quickly.
"How are we?" Sister Jin asked back.
"Don't go and see? Can't you stay here?" Said the thin dog.
"Looking at the liveliness, isn't this the perfect location?" Sister Jin smiled.
The thin dog was dumb. After all, he and Sister Jin just walked on each other in secret, without saying a word. Sister Jin now said that he was coming to see the excitement and he had nothing to say. Fortunately, the thin dog didn't expect much, and he quickly accepted the fact that he couldn't intervene. He immediately entered the role and looked at the lively peace of mind.
"Come." As Sister Jin whispered, the sound of clanking clan soldiers began to sound in the woods. There is little time to live in Baozhilin, but there is no abnormal noise at this moment, only the jingle sound is getting closer.
Soon, the figure of a group of five people appeared in the sight of Sister Jin and the thin dog. Four of them look really young and young. But walking in the forefront, the one who had the most string of magic soldiers in his hands was not a child. The last time the last guy like this appeared in Bao Zhilin, Sister Jin found herself unable to remember.
The thin dog beside him sniffed.
"Where is the blood?" He muttered.
"The soldier?" Sister Jin said. Some soldiers are functional props, but most of them are murder weapons. The soldiers drink blood, which is normal, but some blood is normal. The reason why a thin dog is called a thin dog is because he is thin and secondly because of his aura. Compared with being a dog, they are very big and humble. No one who possesses abilities in this area is more than a hundred times stronger than a dog. Thin dogs are the best among them.
At the suggestion of Sister Jin, the thin dog plucked up his "scent of smell and smell" consciousness and energy to the two large strings of magical soldiers in Fang Yizhu's hands, and soon shook his head.
"No," he said.
The blood on the two strings of soldiers, he can only perceive the power to focus on it. But the smell of blood he smelled before was much fresher than this richness, which he could perceive with his instinct for this power.
Thinking, the thin dog probed his "smell incense" elsewhere, and immediately, he found the source.
"It's the kid." The thin dog pointed with surprise in his face.
Lu Ping's clothes were changed, but there has been no time to clean them thoroughly. From the Nanjiangkou into the Xuanjun City, he was killed all the way to protect the congress, slaughtered half a street, then hit the Nha Trang of the Assassin Alliance, and killed a yard. The blood on his body was for the scent scent like the thin dog Can be described as a pile of mountains.
And the thin dog knows that this is just residue. So what kind of blood did the teenager roll out of the sea of ​​corpses to keep such heavy blood on his body? Thin dogs dare not think about it. His usual intuition has told him to stay away from this teenager.
Thinking this way, the teenager suddenly raised his head, facing his eyes.
The thin dog was panicked, but the person was on the tree, there was no escape, no hide, only a cry with pleading: "Sister Jin ..."
"Huh?" Sister Jin answered.
"He saw us." The thin dog tied Sister Jin with herself.
"Then smile at him." Sister Jin said, really showing a beautiful smile.
The skinny dog ​​was at a loss, but she could only follow the instructions of Sister Jin, but it was a smile that was even uglier than crying.
But the young man really didn't care anymore and lowered his head, but the other four looked up.
"What are those two doing?"
The thin dog heard the truth in the tree, and the group discussed that he and Sister Jin were coming. No disguise, no use of voice transmission, and just looked at them and talked directly.
"I don't know." The teenager who scared the thin dog shook his head.
"Aren't you here to grab the soldiers?" Said another boy, startling the thin dog. Sister Jin was stunned at this moment.
Come to grab the soldiers?
What does this "also" mean?
Someone has already started against them? But the five people still seem to care, and still sway like this, so the shot has been easily resolved by them? How many of these people have such strength?
Sister Jin kept a smile, but she instantly turned to countless thoughts. When I thought of the blood of the thin dog before, my eyes could not help but stay on Lu Ping.
The five people, the only thing that made her somewhat invisible, was this young man. The strength of his courage seems to be not strong, but if there is none, it seems to be disguising, if it is disguised, is it better to hide it cleanly?
Therefore, what kind of magical soldier this person may be wearing affects the state of his courage. Sister Jin thought this way at first. Now, she has become more cautious. When perception perceives Luping again, she finds that the teenager glanced at her, and immediately withdrew her perception.
She continued to smile with a little apology in her smile.
Lu Ping didn't care, because his state could not be seen through, so he always caused other cultivators to make further efforts. He was already used to such things. As for whether these two came to rob the soldiers, since the other party had not yet shot, Lu Ping was too lazy to bother to figure out, because this was not a very important matter.
"Let's go," he said, stopping the other four who watched the two of the trees, and continued to move forward.
The thin dog took a deep breath, and for some reason, he felt a sense of escape. He looked at Sister Jin and found that Sister Jin's expression also had some complexities, did he also discover something?
"Sister Jin." He whispered.
"Huh?" Sister Jin looked at him.
"These people ..."
"The young man you talked about can't see through." Sister Jin said.
"I think he is a little scary," said the thin dog. Although he has the ability to be timid, he is always a forest of treasures, timid, and that is relatively speaking. In fact, there are more brutal scenes than ordinary people. It will not be easy for thin dogs to feel horrible.
"What did you smell?" Sister Jin asked.
"It's just smell, he has an amazing smell," said the thin dog.
"Is he hurt?" Sister Jin said.
"That's different." The thin dog shook his head.
"So you mean, he is the blood of murder?" Sister Jin said.
"Kill or hurt someone," said the thin dog.
The guy, just hurt people? The thin dog didn't believe it, but he said so, as if praying.
"Then the blood smell on him, is it fresh?" Sister Jin suddenly asked her feelings, and once again probed in the direction of Lu Ping and his entourage.
A total of four waves went there. Sister Jin couldn't understand everything, and she focused on the four waves at once. So there is still some search and alternation.
During this process, the four waves of people disappeared one after another.
Sister Jin thought that they were hiding in ambush, but now that I think about it, something might be wrong.
They used to be the first to get stronger, and even if they want to wait and see, they can let this team of fat sheep pass to this point. It has been too long to watch? Did they forget that there are more people waiting to ambush this team of fat sheep?
Is it possible that everyone was killed?
At the thought of Sister Jin, she couldn't wait for the thin dog's answer.
"I'll go over there and see." She said, and she had skimmed off the tree.
"Sister Jin is waiting for me!" The skinny dog ​​kept up with it quickly, telling him intuitively that this might be the safest option.