pjbooks Chapter 66 Dare to touch my teammate?
Chapter 66 Dare to touch my teammate?
The wind in the swamp seemed to freeze at the sound of those eerie footsteps.
The other person's footsteps pounded on the sticky black mud, but made no muddy sound whatsoever.
Only crisp.
A solid "tap, tap" sound.
It felt like stepping on solid ground.
The surviving leader of the Blood Wolf Guild, upon hearing this voice,
The relief of surviving the ordeal on his face vanished completely.
Instead.
It is a fear that originates from the depths of the soul, a hundred times more intense than the fear of facing death.
He turned around abruptly and, with a thud, knelt directly in the mud, his whole body trembling like a leaf.
"Young...Young Master!"
His voice was trembling with sobs.
At the end of that desolate place, pierced by spears of flesh and blood, a figure slowly walked towards it.
The newcomer was dressed in a snow-white, vintage hunting outfit that seemed completely out of place in this filthy swamp.
On his feet were a pair of spotless Martin boots.
With each step, an almost invisible energy barrier keeps the sludge at bay.
He was in his early twenties, with a handsome face and long, narrow eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
A polite yet distant smile played at the corners of his lips.
In his hand, he was slowly and methodically wiping a classically designed silver cane with a clean white handkerchief.
Elegant and refined.
Yet it also exudes a sickly air that sends chills down your spine.
Luo Tianyou.
The young master of the [Tianxing] guild.
He is also the true mastermind behind the Blood Wolf Guild.
"Zhang Wu."
Luo Tianyou stopped in his tracks.
He didn't even glance at the thief leader kneeling on the ground.
She merely brushed her pristine white cuffs lightly, as if they had been dusted with some unseen dirt.
"I remember, I only asked you to come and find something, not to make this place so... filthy."
His gaze finally fell on the giant spear stuck in the distance, still dripping black blood.
The next second, he frowned.
That look in his eyes wasn't one of grief for his companion's death, but rather one of disgust at the fact that a corner of his beloved carpet had been soiled.
"Young Master! It's...it's them!"
The bandit leader, Zhang Wu, grasped at a straw, his finger trembling as he pointed in the direction where Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu were hiding.
"We had already determined our direction and were about to succeed when these three suddenly appeared and launched a sneak attack! Brothers... brothers, all of you..."
"Dead?"
Luo Tianyou finally looked at him directly, his smile deepening, but there was no warmth in that smile.
"My dog, if it dies, it's gone."
"But if you die without my permission, that would be disrespectful to your master."
Zhang Wu's body trembled even more violently, and he buried his head even lower, almost to the point of biting into the mud.
Luo Tianyou ignored him and looked past him, his gaze landing on the huge fungus.
"Come out."
He spoke softly, as if inviting a friend to afternoon tea.
"The two hiding behind the mushroom, and that... friend who painted himself to look almost like a mushroom."
The moment the words left his mouth.
An invisible mental fluctuation, like ripples on the surface of water, suddenly swept across the entire area!
Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu, who were hiding behind the fungi, felt their minds go blank, as if they had been stabbed hard with a needle.
Chen Yifan, who had already activated [Mimicry and Camouflage] and blended into the environment, felt his heart sink!
His disguise was actually seen through?
So it turns out that mental power can be used in conjunction with psychic energy in this way.
"Fatty, Xiaoyu, come out."
Chen Yifan's voice rang in their ears.
Immediately, his figure "peeled" out from the background of fungi and returned to its original form.
Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu gritted their teeth and came out from their hiding place.
Wang Fugui remained standing in front of Lin Xiaoyu.
At the same time, he held the giant steam axe in front of his chest, staring intently at the young man in white, his face full of vigilance.
Lin Xiaoyu looked into Wang Fugui's clear eyes, who stood before her like a hill, and felt a sense of security.
Then, her gaze fell on Luo Tianyou.
A murderous intent surged within him.
Behind her, the crimson vines sensed their master's will.
They began to wriggle slowly, like countless venomous snakes poised to strike.
At the same time, two or three vines silently disappeared into the black mud.
"Oh?"
Luo Tianyou finally shifted his gaze away from the giant steam axe.
He then landed with great interest on Lin Xiaoyu and the vines behind her, his eyes behind his glasses lighting up.
"Incredible, to be able to cultivate such a low-level magical plant as the 'Bloodthirsty Poison Ivy' into something like this..."
He praised it from the bottom of his heart.
He then took two steps forward, extended his white-gloved hand, and made an inviting gesture.
"Miss, and this brave man, my name is Luo Tianyou. Are you interested in changing masters?"
His tone was matter-of-fact, as if he were conducting a perfectly normal transaction.
"Pah!"
Wang Fugui flew into a rage and spat a mouthful of phlegm into the mud at his feet.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare compare yourself to Fanzi? Master? You're not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
The smile on Luo Tianyou's lips finally began to fade little by little.
"vulgar."
He shook his head, as if he had heard some unbearable noise, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"It seems I'll have to break your legs first before you can learn how to talk to important people."
He hadn't finished speaking.
The air around him suddenly distorted!
A black shadow, moving with incredible speed, like a bolt of black lightning, pounced on Wang Fugui without warning!
That speed was three points faster than Chen Yifan's Shadow Step before!
High-level assassin!
Wang Fugui's pupils contracted sharply, and he had no time to react. He could only instinctively hold the giant axe in front of him!
However, when the dark figure was less than two meters away from him, it suddenly changed.
He wasn't their target at all!
The dark figure drew a strange arc in mid-air, bypassing Wang Fugui and heading straight for Lin Xiaoyu behind him.
Catch the thief first to catch the king.
He wants to take down that most troublesome plant manipulator first!
"court death!"
The mud in front of Lin Xiaoyu suddenly exploded!
Dozens of blood-red vines rose from the ground, intertwining to form a massive shield wall!
At the same time, a vine, like a sharp blade, shot towards the approaching shadow.
But the dark figure ignored it, and with a flash of cold light in its hand, it passed through the gaps in the vines at an incredible angle!
The gleaming dagger was about to pierce Lin Xiaoyu's throat!
Sudden.
A shadow appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Xiaoyu.
It's Chen Yifan.
He shimmered through space.
He teleported in front of Lin Xiaoyu.
Faced with the assassin's earth-shattering attack, he didn't even draw his weapon.
He simply raised his left hand.
With the help of [Divine Speed] and [Hand Speed Boost].
They came later but arrived first.
He precisely seized the assassin's wrist, the one holding the dagger!
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
The assassin who launched the sneak attack was an elite professional with a level of at least 20.
And Chen Yifan, so casually, used one hand to catch his full-force attack.
For the first time, the assassin's face showed an expression of utter horror.
He felt his wrist.
It felt like being clamped tightly by a pair of red-hot iron pliers.
This force made it impossible for him to break free even slightly.
"You dare touch my teammate?"
Chen Yifan raised his head, and in the shadow of the hood, a pair of eyes burning with cold anger were fixed on Luo Tianyou in the distance.
The next instant.
Click!