Chapter 859

After thinking about it, sister Jin stayed in the tree and stopped moving.

"Sister Jin, where are we?" The thin dog was a little worried and asked quickly.

"How do we?" Sister Jin asked.

"Don't you go with me? Can't you stay here? " The thin dog said.

"If you watch the excitement, isn't this the best place?" Sister Jin smiled.

The thin dog was dumb. In the final analysis, he and sister Jin just took such a trip with mutual tacit understanding and didn't say anything. Sister Jin now said she was coming to see the excitement, and he had nothing to say. Fortunately, the thin dog itself did not hold much expectation. He quickly accepted the fact that he could not intervene, immediately entered the role and watched the excitement with peace of mind.

"Here we are." With sister Jin's gentle words, the jingling crash of magic soldiers began to ring out in the woods. There are few times for an Sheng in the treasure forest, but there is no abnormal noise at this moment, only the jingle is getting closer and closer.

Soon, a line of five people appeared in the sight of sister Jin and thin dog. Four of them look really young and young. But the one who walks in the front and has a string of magic soldiers is not a child. What was the end of the last guy who wanted to fight like this in baozhilin? Sister Jin found that she couldn't remember.

The thin dog next to him sniffed at this time.

"Where did the blood come from?" He muttered.

"On the magic soldier?" Sister Jin said. Some magic soldiers are functional props, but most of them are murder weapons. It's normal for magic soldiers to drink blood. Some blood gas is also normal. The reason why a thin dog is called a thin dog is that he is thin and his nose is smart. It's a great humility to be a dog. All practitioners with this ability are hundreds of times better than dogs, and thin dogs are the best among them.

After listening to sister Jin's hint, the thin dog poked his spirit perception power of "smell the fragrance and know it" against the two strings of magic soldiers in his hand, and soon shook his head.

"No." He said.

The bloody gas on the two strings of magic soldiers can only be perceived by focusing his powers like this. But the smell of blood he smelled before was much richer and fresher than this, which was perceived by the instinct of his power.

Thinking about it, the thin dog explored his "secret knowledge of smelling incense" elsewhere. Immediately, he found the source.

"It's the child." The thin dog pointed and looked surprised.

Lu Ping's clothes have been changed, but he hasn't had time to clean them thoroughly. From Nanjiangkou to Xuanjun City, he killed all the way to the National Defense Association, slaughtered half the street, hit the NHA village of the assassin alliance, and killed a yard. The blood gas on his body is like a mountain for a person with a keen sense of smell like a thin dog.

And the thin dog knows that this is just a residue. So what kind of corpse did the boy tumble out of the sea of blood, so that he could leave so much blood on his body? Thin dogs dare not think. His usual intuition had told him to stay away from the boy.

Just thinking like this, the young man suddenly raised his head and was facing his four eyes.

The thin dog was flustered. But people were in the tree. There was no escape. There was no escape. He could only cry with a pleading tone: "sister Jin..."

"Huh?" Sister Jin answered.

"He saw us." The thin dog tied sister Jin to herself.

"Then smile at him." Sister Jin said, seriously showing a beautiful smile.

The thin dog was at a loss, but he could only do as sister Jin told him. Unfortunately, he showed a smile worse than crying.

But the boy really didn't care and lowered his head, but the other four people raised their heads one after another.

"What are those two doing?"

The thin dog listened really in the tree. The group discussed him and sister Jin. I didn't hide it. I didn't use any voice to enter the secret. I just looked at them and talked directly.

"I don't know." The boy who frightened the thin dog shook his head and said.

"Didn't you come to rob the magic soldiers?" The other boy said something and scared the thin dog. Sister Jin was awestruck at this time.

Grab the magic soldiers, too?

What does "Ye" mean?

They've been attacked? But the five people still look indifferent and still show off like this, so they have solved the problem easily? How many people have such strength?

Sister Jin kept smiling, but countless thoughts turned in her heart. Thinking of the blood gas mentioned by the thin dog before, his eyes couldn't help but stay on Lu Ping.

Five people, the only thing she can't see through is the boy. The strength of his soul seems not strong, but if it is not, it seems to be camouflage. If it can be camouflaged, wouldn't it be better to hide it clean?

Therefore, this man may be wearing some magic soldiers, which affects his state of soul power. Sister Jin thought so at first. Now, she becomes more and more cautious. When the perception probes into Lu Ping again, she finds that the teenager takes back the perception immediately after looking at her.

She continued to smile, with some apology in her smile.

Lu Ping didn't care. Because his realm could not be seen through, it would always cause other practitioners to make further efforts. He was used to this kind of thing. As for whether the two came to rob the magic soldiers, Lu Ping didn't bother to speculate since the other party hadn't done it yet, because it wasn't a very important thing.

"Let's go." He said, stopping the other four who looked at the two in the tree and continuing to move forward.

The thin dog took a deep breath. Somehow, he felt that he had escaped from death. He looked at sister Jin and found that her expression was a little complicated. Did he also find something?

"Sister Jin." He whispered.

"Huh?" Sister Jin, look at him.

"These people..."

"The boy you said can't see through." Sister Jin said.

"I think he's a little scary." Said the thin dog. Although he is poor in skill and timid, he is often timid in the forest of mixed treasures. That is relatively speaking. In fact, he knows much more about all kinds of cruel scenes than ordinary people. It's not easy to make thin dogs feel terrible.

"What the hell do you smell?" Asked sister Jin.

"It's just the smell of blood. He has an amazing smell of blood." Said the thin dog.

"Is he hurt?" Sister Jin said.

"That's different“ The thin dog shook his head.

"So you mean, he's the blood of murder?" Sister Jin said.

"Kill, or hurt." Said the thin dog.

Bloody guy, just hurting people? The thin dog didn't believe this, but he still said it as if he were praying.

"Is the smell of his blood fresh?" Sister Jin suddenly asked. Her perception once again probed in the direction when Lu Ping and his party came.

There were four waves going that way. Sister Jin's perception can't cover everything. She keeps an eye on four waves at a time. So there are still some searching and alternation.

In the process, the four waves of people disappeared one after another.

Sister Jin thought they were ambushing and hiding, but now she wants to come, there may be something wrong.

In the past, they just wanted to start first. Even if they wanted to watch more, they could release the fat sheep to this point. Has it been too long? Have they forgotten that there are more people waiting to ambush the fat sheep here?

Is it difficult... Everyone was killed?

At the thought, sister Jin couldn't care about the answer of the thin dog.

"I'll go over there." As she spoke, she had swept down from the tree.

"Sister Jin, wait for me!" The skinny dog hurriedly followed at all costs. His intuition told him that this might be the safest choice.