MTL - Infinite Throne-Chapter 49 Officials please stay (new book for collection!)

  Chapter 49 Officials please stay (new book for collection!)

"Um?"

  Irin looked down.

   He stepped on a crumpled hand.

   Lying on the ground was a middle-aged man covered in blood.

   He was dressed in shabby clothes, with sackcloth wrapped around his head. A piece of flesh was gnawed off his right shoulder and right arm. He looked **** and miserable.

  Irin hesitated for a second.

   Weighing the pros and cons was originally not intended to be ignored.

   After all, he is not the Virgin. In the plot mode, the most taboo is to act without thinking.

  Things should be done after thirty years of thought.

   Impulsivity, Virgin Mary, anger, mindless licking of plot characters, these mindless actions will only make things worse.

   Irin is very clear about this.

   also has a deep understanding.

   As he was about to leave, the middle-aged man grabbed Irin's ankle tightly.

   I don't know where this middle-aged man gave birth to his strength, that wrinkled palm is like an iron hoop.

   Right now…

  Irin suddenly appeared in front of a series of familiar announcements.

  …

  【Welcome to the 4th floor! 】

  【There used to be a ghost mountain...】

  【In the Ghost Mist Mountain, there are people and ghosts... 】

  【Ah...Finally, there are five young ghost hunters who came from outside the Ghost Mist Mountain and across the Ghost Mist... 】

  [They wore their own "ghost-slaying swords", beheading ghosts, bringing a faint dawn to Guiwu Mountain...]

  【This is the legendary Guiwu Mountain. 】

  【It's dark...Please close the door! 】

  【Main quest: Kill the ghost king! Mission failed...all wiped! 】

  …

  Irin was silent.

   Carefully pondered the plot hints that appeared in front of him.

   will be written word for word and memorized exactly.

  Beware…

   There are pits.

   As for the cruel punishment for failure, Irin directly ignored it.

   Anyway...I'm used to it.

   All wiped?

   Everyone is like that.

   "Young master ghost hunter... save me, save me..."

  Irin frowned.

   This plot prompt was triggered after the middle-aged man grabbed Irin's ankle.

   In other words…

  Irin lowered his head and said solemnly, "Can you get out of this fog?"

"Cough, cough..." The dying middle-aged man coughed dryly twice, and said slowly: "Master Ghost Hunter, I am one of the most experienced hunters in the village... In this forest, every tree , I have left a mark..."

   "Can, or can't?" Yi Rin didn't give the middle-aged time to talk nonsense, and gave a low voice.

"can!"

"it is good!"

  Irin didn't talk nonsense, just picked up the middle-aged man from the ground and carried it behind him.

   To Yi Rin's surprise, the middle-aged man turned out to be much lighter than he looked, and his skin was slightly cold. Yi Rin carried him behind his back without any effort at all.

   "Guide the way!"

   The middle-aged man was panting behind Yi Rin, squinting his eyes, as if he was distinguishing the difference between every dead tree through the thick fog, then lowered his head and looked at the ground... His nose moved slightly...

   "Master Ghost Hunter, go this way..."

   The middle-aged man also seemed to have some ability, and he quickly pointed a way for Yi Rin in the thick fog.

  Although Irin is not 100% sure, whether this middle-aged hunter who was almost eaten by a ghost can find the correct route through the foggy forest.

   But Yi Rin knew that this middle-aged man should be the biggest hint in this opening.

   Although the plot mode is unpredictable, according to the actions of the apostles, as the depth of the plot continues to be excavated, there will be different endings and different difficulties.

   But no matter how unpredictable it is, there are traces to follow...

   Story mode, there is no absolute dead end.

  Irin made her current choice through calculation and speculation.

   "Yah-ya-quack-"

   right now.

  Dense fog.

  In the woods behind Irin, countless black crows were frightened and fled in all directions.

   A shrill crow croaked, resounding through the forest.

   rippling in the thick fog.

  Yes...Nie Hongxiu!

Sudden!

   After countless crows were startled, a shrill neigh came from that direction.

  Irin covered her ears subconsciously, but because she was carrying the hunter, Irin only had time to cover one side.

   The hissing sound was like an infrasound wave, and it shook Yilin's eardrum with pain and humming.

   At this moment, a pained cry came from his back.

   I saw the middle-aged hunter frown tightly, his face pale, and two lines of blood slowly dripped from his ears, dripping along the ear temples.

   That female ghost in red... must be crazy.

   The killing intent from behind almost turned into reality, and every inch of Irin's body was accompanied by a dense stinging pain.

   In that whistling sound, there are seven points of anger, two points of mental explosion, and one point of shame.

   Of course, Irin's mental attributes are not high enough to analyze the emotions of female ghosts across a large forest.

   But according to the reaction of the female ghost in red, Nie Hongxiu, and what she did in the "charming" state, after Irin's reasonable speculation and brain supplementation, she can also guess that it is inseparable.

   "It's a ghost! It's a ghost! A ghost!"

   The middle-aged hunter on his back was so frightened that his teeth trembled, making a crackling sound, and Irin could even feel the middle-aged hunter behind him trembling all over.

   "How long will it take to get out of the woods?"

  Irin glanced at the psionic point expressionlessly and asked in a low voice.

   "One mile, go back to Master Ghost Hunter, there is still one mile to go and we will be able to walk out of the woods!"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged hunter suddenly remembered something, the despair in his eyes faded a little, and he said quickly: "Master Ghost Hunter, as long as we can get out of the forest! Ghosts can't leave the fog forest during the day! As long as we can get out of the forest, we will Saved!"

  Is this...a setting where ghosts can't bask in the sun?

  Irin soon read key information from the words of the middle-aged hunter.

  One Mile Road…

  Irin made a quick calculation in her heart, but her pace quickened a bit. Carrying a very light middle-aged hunter on her back, she quickly walked through the forest.

   The tingling sensation from the skin on his body is getting stronger and stronger, which means... Nie Hongxiu is approaching fast!

   Killing intent... from behind me!

  300m…

200 meters…

100 metres…

   A trace of sunlight faintly penetrated the fog in front of me, and the front was getting brighter and brighter.

   And behind Yi Rin, Nie Hongxiu's voice came through the thick fog, faintly.

   "Officer, please stay."

   That lazy and charming voice seemed to have endless charm, and a strange voice suddenly sounded in Yi Rin's mind.

  There are countless scenes in my mind.

   Fair skin…

   Delicate jade feet…

   That smooth silver hair…

what,

Behind    is the gentle township.

   Just look back…

   Just take a look back...

   Just a glance…

  …

  Irin bit his tongue sharply!

   His whole body trembled, and the voice in his head that kept tempting Irin to turn back instantly disappeared without a trace.

   And at this moment, Irin also successfully rushed out of the thick fog.

   When stepping out of the thick fog, the sunlight falling on his face seemed a bit dazzling.

   At the same time, the icy killing intent behind him seemed to be completely isolated in the dense fog, and the uncomfortable acupuncture sensation on the skin also subsided like a tide.

   In front of you is a country road.

  The small road is paved with gravel of different sizes and overgrown with weeds.

  For the sake of safety, after Yilin ran out of the fog forest, he did not stop. He ran along the gravel road for hundreds of meters. After the icy killing intent behind him completely disappeared, he stopped to take a breath.

   At this moment, Irin slowly turned her head.

   Hundreds of meters away is a dead wood forest shrouded in mist.

  In the depths of the fog, two figures, one tall and one short, flashed by.

   The deep red light at four o'clock seemed to stare at Irin through the thick fog.

   But soon, the four-point red light gradually disappeared in the thick fog and disappeared completely.

"have they gone?"

  Irin breathed a sigh of relief.

   He was still carrying a middle-aged hunter on his back.

   "Uncle, how do you get to your village?"

  Irin asked casually.

but-

   But there is no response from behind!

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   (end of this chapter)