"Whew... Whew..."

In the cold night, in the room of Fangli, Erquit once again occupied the bed, lay down in the quilt, and fell asleep very sweetly, so that the sound of breathing rose and fell rhythmically. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Li sat in a chair beside him, his eyes also closed, as if he was falling asleep in this position, his breathing was not as pronounced as that of Elquit, but very calm, as if he had died, and one wondered if he would not wake up at all.

Moonlight shone in through the window, enveloping the sleeping boy and princess.

Obviously, tonight, Fang Li and his party did not plan to go out to hunt the dead.

Due to what happened today, tonight's action was temporarily canceled and replaced with rest.

Although it is likely that this will increase the number of dead during the night, Cutie Erquit's condition has only just stabilized, and it will still be inappropriate if he does not take advantage of this time to recover properly.

In addition, everyone has been going out at night these days, and they don't come back until almost dawn, and they have their own things during the day, so they can't just lie down in the bed and sleep, resulting in a lack of sleep every day, so it is also necessary to find a time to take a good rest.

So, tonight's operation will be canceled.

In view of this, Fang Li, Erquit, and even Tono Shiki all fell asleep early.

If nothing happens, the three of them should not wake up until dawn.

However, at a certain moment in the middle of the night, Fang Li suddenly opened his eyes.

Dark eyes, flickering.

Then, Fang Li turned his head and looked in the direction of the window.

In the next second, Fang Li saw it.

In the window of his room, a crow was perched there.

Cyan crow.

At the moment when Fang Li turned his head, the cyan crow also raised its head and looked at it.

As if possessing wisdom, a pair of crow eyes full of intellect but without any emotion imprinted into Fang Li's eyes.

It's like saying,

――――"I'm here"――――

"Bang Bang Bang..."

It wasn't long before the blue crow flapped its wings, spread its wings, flew out of the window, and flew straight towards the outside of the Tono house.

Seeing this, where could Fang Li not understand what was going on?

"Are you inviting me?"

Pouting and smiling, Fang Li glanced at Erquit, who was lying asleep on the bed, then got up, swept out of the room without a sound, jumped away in the direction of the cyan crow, and disappeared into the deep night.

……

“――――”

The dead air breathed like hell, making the surrounding area seem to be sunk into the bottom of a bottomless cliff, with no trace of life.

The industrial area at night is like a complete rejection of the breath of the living, so that no one can get close.

This is the place where the group tracked down the dead apostles of the "snake" who attacked Nero, and finally encountered the obstruction of a large number of dead people, thus losing the whereabouts of the "snake".

At this very place, the cyan crow flapped its wings and flew into the construction site, as if it had suddenly appeared in the darkness of this place where even the moonlight could not reach.

Finally, it fell on the shoulders of a man in an overcoat and blended in.

"Huh..."

Almost at the same time, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

A black shadow flew like a bat, approached at an alarming speed, and landed on the construction site.

"Smack..."

Down-to-earth sound.

Fang Li fell from mid-air, stood in front of the construction site, raised his head, and looked at the tall man in black.

"Are you coming?"

Nero turned and met Fang Li's gaze.

"I thought you wouldn't dare come here if you were alone."

Nero's words, without the slightest provocation, drew only scorn from Fang Li.

"If it's an invitation to a banquet, then naturally you have to bring a dance partner." Fang Li said with a smile: "It's a pity, if it's an invitation to the survival game, then naturally you have to break through single-handedly, and finally see who will kill the deer, right?" ”

Saying this, Fang Li's eyes as he looked at Nero became deeper.

Because, Fang Li could feel that the high-ranking Death Apostle, who was ranked tenth among the twenty-seven ancestors, had an indescribable aura on his body.

That feeling is like a marionette, which can only be at the mercy of others.

Coupled with the fact that Nero was still alive, Fang Li spoke indifferently.

"I see, has everything been taken away?"

Nero did not respond to Fang Li's words.

Nero just said this with great indifference.

"It's not me who invited you here, it's someone else."

With these words, Nero obediently stepped aside, as if he had completed his mission.

Behind it, I don't know when a figure appeared.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the figure appeared, the other party stepped on the ground hard, and his body turned into an arrow off the string, and at an astonishing speed, he rushed towards Fangli.

The fang-like knife was held in the palm of his hand.

"Qiang---!"

With the sound of crisp blows, the sharp dagger collided with the hideous knife, stirring up a strong spark.

I saw that Fang Li also didn't know when he held the dagger like the waning moon, and blocked the hideous knife aimed at his eyeballs and stabbed at supersonic speed, causing the arc light on the blade surface to reflect and illuminate a pair of eyes in Fang Li.

Mars, bursting out in front of Fang Li's eyes, was very violent.

Fang Li ignored it, and just let his gaze pass through the bursting sparks, and look at the wielding of the hideous knife.

"Finally met."

The Snake Dead Apostle, who was carrying a cold aura all over his body, continued to exert his strength while showing a malicious smile towards Fang Li.

"The survivor of the seven nights."

The same malicious words, like a chill licking through people's backs, came into Fang Li's ears.

Fang Li still stared directly at the cold man in front of him, and his expression was extremely calm from beginning to end.

"Are you the serpent?"

Fang Li narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and spoke.

"Or should I call you by your real name?"

"Michal Roa Bardamjan."

Fang Li's voice came into the other party's ears as clearly.

It reached the ears of the Dead Apostle named Roa.

"Inviting me here, and giving me such an interesting hello, you should know that there's only one thing we can do next, right?"

The corners of Fang Li's mouth slowly hooked, and he made such a sound.

"Shoddy fraudsters."