Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 578 Hustle and bustle ([-])

Surprise, not unexpected?
When the old gentleman was stunned, Fu Qian, who was forced to show his true face, raised the corners of his mouth and made a kind smile.

It is indeed a top-level confrontation task, and you can meet players of this level over a cup of coffee.

There is no doubt that the crazy scene in the cafe is exactly what the person in front of him did.

And this one is not only an extraordinary person, but his rank is quite high, it feels like he can reach the fourth rank.

Of course, it was precisely because of this that the old gentleman was obviously terrified at the moment.

The first-order gap, without the cover of the mask, and Fu Qian did not deliberately cover it up, the old gentleman should be able to feel a trace of divinity.

"Name?"

The next moment, Fu Qian blinked and asked a question very softly.

It's a pity that the old gentleman who was full of surprises obviously didn't want to communicate.

The moment this man came to his senses, his first reaction was to open his mouth wide and let out a silent scream.

The scream was obviously only aimed at Fu Qian, and a storm blew up in Fu Qian's mind in an instant, tearing and beating his consciousness.

Quite a sharp mental attack.

Fu Qian sighed in admiration, and was not surprised by this method.

From the plague-like carnival, it can be seen that this old gentleman is obviously good at this kind of skill, in simple terms - a player of the spiritual department.

Although this move was fierce, the old gentleman was obviously not prepared to use it to bring down a demigod, but he wanted to use it to delay time and gain a chance to escape.

So after screaming, this guy ran away almost without hesitation, trying to escape this unexpected danger with a little bit of an opportunity.

His body was quickly shrouded in a faint brilliance, his sense of existence became extremely low for a while, and then he rushed towards the door of the cafe nimbly.

It's a pity that just when the old gentleman's hand was less than ten centimeters away from the gate of freedom, he found that he could no longer move forward.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came from behind, and the body was involuntarily pulled and flew up.

In horror, this man looked down at his body and found several black and red tentacles tightly wrapped around his waist and legs.

"impossible!"

The next moment, looking at the too young face under the mask that appeared in front of him, this man squeezed out a sigh from his throat.

"Even if it's a demigod, it's impossible for me not to respond to my soul blast!"

"Soul blast, that's it?"

What responded to him was the young man's look of contempt.

"Sorry, I've seen much more shocking than this."

These words are not nonsense.

After Wen Li left yesterday, he spent a lot of effort to deal with the spiritual imprint left by Liliana in his consciousness.

You must know that it is a demigod, the last survival consciousness left in the infinite despair.

Compared with the soul blast of the old gentleman, it seems to be the difference between R18 and SpongeBob SquarePants.

Isn't there a saying that heavy mouth is difficult to adjust, which means that once a person has tried heavy mouth, it is difficult to adjust back.

Of course, this doesn't mean that my mental resistance has increased significantly because of this experience.

If it were really that simple to increase mental resistance, the supernatural beings in this world would have hired someone to fight against it long ago.

Fu Qian's special experience actually improved his tolerance.

For example, a mental shock is like a sharp knife. When a knife comes over, it will be as deep as it should be stabbed, and it will still hurt.

Fu Qian's promotion was actually because he was used to stabbing people with knives.

While suffering, it didn't affect him to slap back with his backhand.

Therefore, the escape technique that the old man was so proud of not only failed to win him any chance, but even caused him to be murdered faster due to a wrong strategy.

"What the hell are you? A Nightkeeper?"

The old gentleman looked at the tentacles protruding from the opponent's sleeve, and his mood was quite unstable.

"I know very well the team of Night Carriers in Dunis, there is absolutely no such a demigod as you!"

At this moment, this person only feels that this world is extremely absurd.

Obviously everything is under control, how could he lift the mask and reveal a demigod?There were no signs before the key.

"It is said that when people get older, they will become more mature and prudent."

It's a pity that Fu Qian didn't answer his question.

"Do you want to think about it again, what should you say at this moment?"

……

"Camus, my name is Camus!"

In less than two seconds, the old gentleman had a deep reflection on his current situation, and hurriedly roared out.

"Very good, age?"

"...175."

"Are you sure you didn't report your height? What about your gender?"

"Isn't it obvious... male!"

"Hobby?"

"Symphony and painting."

After a few questions, Mr. Camus was obviously more cooperative.

"That's right! What are you doing here?"

……

"My patience is limited."

Seeing that Mr. Camus was obviously hesitant, Fu Qian added with a smile.

"I have received a notice of the convening of the parliament... I am required to arrive here before this evening, and I have not yet confirmed what I will do."

This instant follower of kindness.

parliament……

This word made Fu Qian think for a while.

"Native Parliament?"

"……Yes."

"Then I can understand why you are wary of the Night Watchman."

"So you were there just now?"

"I'm on the night watchman's most wanted list, and my whereabouts were exposed when I entered the city. I need to find a way to make some trouble and get out."

After quickly answering the question, Camus continued.

"I believe that a person like you appears here, and there must be a lot of secrets. I don't want to deal too much with the Nightkeeper."

"And I can tell you responsibly that the neighborhood has been controlled by the night guards, and troublesome people will come over in a short time. If we continue to stalemate like this, we will all get into trouble."

"It seems to make sense."

Fu Qian nodded, expressing his approval of Camus' words.

"So where is the address where you met?"

……

Seeing that the mysterious demigod was not in a hurry at all, Camus was also desperate for a while, and quickly reported an address.

"I've told you everything you want to know, can you let me go now?"

the asked cautiously.

"you guess?"

Fu Qian asked back with a smile.

"I think your stance is already obvious, but I guess... you will..."

Faced with the previous question, Camus' tone suddenly became deep.

And following his words, Fu Qian's tentacles wrapped around him actually loosened a little bit.

Not only that, gaps were even torn from the tentacles, exposing black eyeballs of different sizes.

"Although I don't know what you are, young people always have arrogance."

The next moment, Camus' voice rang directly in Fu Qian's mind.

"Why do you think that a transcendent who has lived for 175 years will not have the means to protect himself?"

"Even in the face of a demigod."

(End of this chapter)