"Wu Yuan! Why are you hurt?" Zhao Xiaosong turned his head to look behind him and said in surprise.

But I felt that my head was a little insufficient, "No, you are Wu Yuan, who is the person across the road?"

Wu Yuan behind him said hatefully: "The blood-winged banshee is faking her death, and that thing is pretending to be it."

In the dim light, the figure slowly spread its wingspan, and it was still the same woman, only this time, her face was full of madness.

"How is that possible! Under the impact of the mammoth, I obviously saw that this thing had lost its breath, and no one could withstand the mammoth's impact technique.

Zhang Yuhan opened his eyes in disbelief.

Wu Yuan clutched his neck, his face was full of pain, obviously the injury was not light, but his other hand was hidden behind his back.

Lynch glanced at his wounds and could tell that it was indeed a bite from the Bloodwing Banshee.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaosong wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by Lynch.

The long knife that Wu Yuan was holding tightly behind his back was held tighter, and a pale smile appeared on his face: "What's the matter, Lynch, isn't my appearance miserable enough?" Zhao Xiaosong just wanted to help.

"If you really just want him to help, you don't have to hide a knife behind you." Behind Wu Yuan, Lynch spoke slowly.

The voice that suddenly appeared behind made Wu Yuan turn his head suddenly, but he saw the slime who was incarnated as Lynch, and turned his head and looked at Lynch standing between Zhang Yuhan and Zhao Xiaosong, and he didn't react for a while.

Zhang Yuhan and Zhao Xiaosong also opened their mouths slightly, and the two Lynches that appeared at the same time made them a little puzzled.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Wu Yuan coughed lightly, and then straightened up, and his figure was no longer rickety.

The quaint long knife in his left hand stood up, and the blade shimmered in the moonlight.

Zhang Yuhan's pupils shrank, and he had already guessed Wu Yuan's true identity, and Zhao Xiaosong couldn't help but be afraid for a while, if it wasn't for Lynch to drink, he was afraid that he would have been buried under the knife.

Wu Yuan turned his body diagonally, pointed the blade at Lynch who was incarnated by the slime, and then turned his head to look at Lynch on this side, "Tsk, I really didn't expect you to keep such a hand, let me think about it, when did I start to be exposed... It was when you approved the two of them's departures? "

It's true that I'm ignoring this, as an insider of the Imperial Spirit Bureau, there will definitely be internal communication channels."

"The team list naturally has Wu Yuan's name, but if you don't click on it actively, it won't show your complete personal information. I haven't called your name, so your appearance isn't the starting point for my suspicions. For your suspicion is earlier than that. "

I can tell you where your identity was exposed, and in exchange, you need to tell me why you killed Wu Yuan, as well as your real name."

Wu Yuan nodded, "This guy named Wu Yuan, his hands and feet are not too clean, he stole something, so he needs to pay it back with his life, I looked through his identity nameplate and log records, I was very interested in the peculiarities he mentioned, and I happened to stop by and came to this bar as him."

"As for my name, Ning Feng."

The other party simply did not reserve, and Lynch did not reserve it.

Pointing to the woman who had transformed into a Bloodwing Banshee, "Her gaze hasn't moved since the moment you stepped into the bar, and she mistook me for you during this time, so she was already suspicious of you at that time." "

I see...""

How does it feel to kill someone?" Lynch looked at Ning Feng and suddenly asked such a question for no reason.

"It's not very good, the feeling of killing people makes me easily numb and more intoxicated."

Wu Yuan, or Ning Feng, who had taken off all his disguises at this time, had a calm face, and lightly told how he felt after the killing.

I don't feel guilty about my identity, five murders.

"You didn't take the poison, but used the sigil to forcibly renew her life, you don't even care that she has no original consciousness, this kind of almost rebellious means makes me curious."

The slime kept an eye on the other party's movements and informed Lynch of everything that happened in the bar.

"Curious? Hehe, kill me and you'll get everything.

Wu Yuan sneered, and then swung the long knife to Lynch behind him to attack first.

And his fighting style was completely different from that of ordinary beast masters, and he actually chose melee combat directly.

The poisonous snake tattoo on his arm came to life again, spitting out snake letters and attacking in the direction of Zhao Xiaosong and the others.

The Bloodwing Banshee moved, letting out a roar almost at the same time, and the air currents turned into sharp blades that flew towards the three of them.

Zhao Xiaosong's grizzly bear roared violently and rushed forward against this fierce blade curtain.

Zhang Yuhan was also not polite, and called the mammoth to step heavily on the position of the poisonous snake, but the poisonous snake was sensitive enough, and quickly bypassed the mammoth's attack landing position, wandered away from the mammoth's side, and waited for an opportunity to bite it.

Lynch almost did not hesitate to add triple reinforcement to the slime, and the slime stepped back, dodging Ning Feng's knife, but he didn't know that the direction of his attack suddenly changed in the air, and the original straight line attack, after changing direction, continued to slash at Slime.

With a sudden, the corners of the slime's clothes shattered, and a tear about five millimeters long was cut in the heart of the body.

"It's kind of weird."

Lynch observed the battlefield, and he saw that the slime had managed to dodge the attacks from both sides with a triple boost, but he was still injured in the slime's heart.

With omniscience, Lynch caught a faint and invisible ray of the knife that pierced through the slime's heart and then returned to the ancient knife itself.

From the feedback from the system panel, the word [Knife Spirit] appeared in his field of vision, which also made Lynch even more curious about the origin of this knife.

"Fortunately, slimes are energy bodies, and there is no concept of bleeding when attacked, let alone death."

"Energy pets?"

Ning Feng's eyes narrowed, realizing that he was fighting against an energy-type beast pet, and almost without hesitation, he turned the direction of his attack, and actually swung his knife directly towards Lynch.

As soon as the slime stepped on his feet, the wound on his chest had little effect on it, and his speed increased, and in a few breaths, he was close to Ning Feng's back and threw a punch.

Ning Feng turned around to resist, crossing the blade of the knife to block his chest, but in the slime's astonishing punch, his body flew out upside down.

The slime is a pet bound by default by the system, and the strength level is closely related to Lynch himself, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is completely a replica of Lynch.

Lynch was able to cut off the flesh and blood phalanx of the silver upper rank ogre with a single sword, and the strength was so great that it was natural to repel Ning Feng.

"It's so strong!"

Almost as soon as he took over, Ning Feng felt the strange power from that punch.

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