My Demon King Plush

Chapter 79

Xiangcheng Feizhi and Mengdu Falcon arrived at Turtle Island together with the remaining dispatched personnel of Qilin and Peregrine Falcon.

When the group of people appeared on the pier, they really attracted the attention of many tourists. After all, the aura of these people was really unique.

Regardless of the weirdos in the Secret Service, they are all aliens in the crowd. When a group of aliens gather together, they are as conspicuous as if they each have incompatible dimensional walls; not to mention that there are also some mixed-up people in this group of people. Wearing two secretive little monsters, wearing black clothes and masks on a hot day, with hoods covering most of their faces, they look like a group of lawless elements.

When Bai Ju and Xiao Yao went to the dock to pick them up, the two Huang Daxians had already begun to practice breathing under Bai Ju's guidance. Their talents were already good, so Bai Lao Gou directly summoned a moon for them in the yard. Then he followed Xiao Yao to deal with other matters first.

A Heng from the Peregrine Team was an old acquaintance. When he saw Bai Ju and Xiao Yao approaching from a distance, he stretched out his arms to say hello. A Heng, who had been staying in the computer room typing on the keyboard all year round, rarely wore cool clothes. One of his arms was so white that it reflected light, and he just shook his head. The next moment, he was successfully captured by Xiao Yao's sight.

Bai Ju originally noticed the two little monsters in the crowd, but suddenly he was poked in the waist by Xiao Yao. His body was itchy and his flesh shrank, and he couldn't help but avoid it: "Yao Yao?"

"Ah Heng is over there." Xiao Yao raised his chin and motioned for Bai Ju to look over; Bai Ju raised his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Well, I saw it... those two little monsters are quite conspicuous. "

Xiao Yao smiled, but he knew that Bai Laogou had a strong ability to capture the scent of little monsters, but he had to slowly let Bai Laogou get used to contact with ordinary humans, and not to look for the little monster or him as his first reaction.

Although this old dog used to be a mountain god, after entering modern society, he still had too little contact with ordinary people. Although Ah Heng is a member of the Peregrine Falcon Team, he is not a warlock himself. He is just a gifted human being with high attainments in network technology.

Bai Laogou didn't know Xiao Yao's thoughts very well, but he still followed his intention and turned his attention to A Heng. By the way, he also noticed the few people around A Heng who tried hard to pretend to be ordinary people, but there was nothing in their bodies. The SWAT team members have "misfits" written all over them.

Unable to help but move closer to Xiao Yao, Bai Laogou asked in a low voice: "Yao Yao, won't people like them be easily identified when they go on a mission?"

Xiao Yao took another look at Bai Laogou, but he really didn't expect Bai Ju to think of this level. He paused before replying: "No, after all, they have been systematically trained, and disguise is a basic skill. It's just that this After all, this is not an ordinary mission and involves direct contact with warlocks. Whether they behave in a special way or not actually has little impact on the mission, so I acted a little carelessly."

Bai Laogou nodded in understanding. He was not very good at pretending, so he couldn't understand what acting was, let alone why some people could adjust their acting status easily.

During the question and answer room, the two of them had already passed through the crowd at the pier and walked straight to A Heng. Bai Ju nodded slightly at A Heng and said hello, then asked: "Are everyone here?"

Ah Heng pushed up his glasses and replied with a smile: "Report to King Bai, everyone is here."

As he spoke, Ah Heng pointed to the team members around him one by one and introduced to Bai Ju: "This blond beauty is Peregrine Falcon Li Qiuhan. We all call her Sister Han. King Bai can call her Xiao Han. Sister Han is our A sniper who is very good at all types of firearms."

Bai Ju's gaze followed Ah Heng's hand and calmly met the eyes of a tall woman beside him. The woman changed her casual posture, wore a hot summer dress, put her feet together and nodded to him. A vague military salute was performed.

Ah Heng touched his nose. Everyone in his Peregrine Falcon team knew that Bai Wang was his elder brother's brother-in-law, and naturally he would not be perfunctory in his attitude. He gave priority to introducing the members of his team in order to clarify his position in front of Qilin.

Sister Han set an example well. Ah Heng paused for a moment before continuing to introduce others.

In addition to Ah Heng and Sister Han, the Peregrine Falcon team also has a little boy with a baby face. He looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but is actually twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. He is wearing a Pikachu hooded vest and a matching Yellow shorts and sandals, and a Poke Ball backpack on his back. His name is Ji Yun, nicknamed Little Chicken; he is the member of the Peregrine Team who is best at mystical theory. He is obviously not a warlock, but he can perform mystic skills sharply. Guidance, especially in terms of formation.

There are two other people from the Qilin Team in the capital. One is A Liang, a tall, thin and silent man who is a warlock who is good at spiritual spells. The other is Lu Lu, an ordinary person who is good at exploration and information collection. She is fair and tender. She looks like a tender, eighteen|nine-year-old girl.

"Lu Lu and I are from the same pre-selection team," Ahendo said. "We can collect information to the greatest extent by working together. When the time comes, you can just play freely and don't have to worry about retaining personal or material evidence. Yes; as long as you leave us a certain amount of time and space during the process, we can track down what you want."

Ji Yun, who had been listening next to him, couldn't help but step forward, raised his head and introduced himself: "And I, I can help analyze the information they collected; King Bai, you can teach me any theoretical knowledge you have, I promise. Get the most out of them.”

Bai Ju couldn't help but smile. Not to mention, among this group of people, the one he can talk to the most is Ji Yun; an old guy with a stomach full of pressing the bottom of the box, and a dry sponge in desperate need of water, if the old dog Bai really faces Ji Yun If Yun explains it carefully, I'm afraid the strength of the entire Peregrine Falcon team will be greatly improved.

Nodding in agreement to this small request, Bai Ju naturally would not brush off the other party's proactive gesture, so he faced the other party's instantly fanatical gaze and calmly turned his gaze to the two people behind the five people with similar painting styles. Little monster.

"Flying Corpse and Falcon?" Bai Ju asked.

Ah Heng nodded: "Yes, but I don't know much about them. Xiao Ju should know more."

Xiao Yao took over the conversation and briefly introduced the two combinations of black clothes and black pants at the back.

The tall man on the left wearing a hood and standing in a neat posture is a flying corpse from Xiangcheng. His name is Qinglan. He has a somewhat dull and stubborn personality. He bounces back and forth between being extremely disobedient, and most of the time you need to use some talking skills to coax him into obedience.

The one on the right with a vigilant posture, always hanging his head and shoulders, is a falcon from Mengdu named Leiwo. He is a bit fierce and easy to blow up, but he is surprisingly easy to coax and deceive. He seems to be vigilant but it probably doesn't work. Whatever. He can be deceived into running away with just two sentences. To a certain extent, he is similar to a husky. He can easily reach a consensus with strange people, which also gives Mengdu's Demon Management Bureau quite a headache.

Following Xiao Yao's shameless introduction, Flying Corpse Qinglan glanced over in confusion, not even realizing that he was being teased; and Falcon Leivo... his heart was red from the top of his head to the root of his neck, and he was about to Once it's cooked, if you simmer it for a few more seconds, it might explode.

Bai Ju had a smile in his eyes, feeling like he was the demon king again.

The little monsters under his command at the beginning were just like these few, each had their own cuteness; maybe they were not all pure and innocent in behavior, but they were all good boys.

"Two little monsters follow me," Bai Ju looked at Haiyin Fort on the cliff in the distance and arranged, "Qu Lang and Ling Yun are both in Haiyin Fort. Your team can go over and meet them first; tonight I’ll bring the little monster over to you later.”

This incident happened suddenly. Although they had determined the clues in advance, time was still tight after all. It was still a bit difficult to get these little monsters to participate in next week's mission, so they had to hurry up.

Flying Corpse Qinglan now came to his senses and confirmed in a low voice: "I will follow King Bai... Will King Bai help me find my master?"

Ah Heng has obviously been tortured by this problem all the way. Don't be too skillful in your coaxing gestures: "Yes, yes, King Bai will find a suitable master for you."

Qinglan opened her mouth but stopped talking.

Glancing at Bai Laogou again, Qinglan whispered: "Thank you, King Bai."

Bai Ju: "..."

Bai Ju felt a little guilty inexplicably and looked at Xiao Yao for help.

Xiao Yao smiled and narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing, making it clear that he wanted Bai Laogou to solve the matter by himself.

Bai Ju sighed: "...You're welcome."

Bai Laogou accepted this glorious and arduous task resignedly: "I will help you find the owner."

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The concept of "master" in Flying Corpse Qinglan's mouth is very vague.

It stands to reason that flying zombies are a type of zombie and are the usual fighting partners of Xiangcheng warlocks. Under normal circumstances, whoever refines the zombies is the owner of the zombies; unless the owner has been buried, there will be no zombies looking for him. It’s not up to the owner’s condition.

Most of the time, zombies, little monsters that protect their masters extremely well, will walk in front of their masters. Even if their masters die, zombies have secret methods to sacrifice themselves to their masters to extend their lives.

Qinglan's stubborn look made him look like the kind of orthodox zombie who would stand in front of his master with his neck stiffened. As a result, he couldn't find his master and didn't tell him. He couldn't even tell who his master was or whether he had recognized him. .

At the beginning, several members of the Xiangcheng Demon Management Bureau went to a local barren mountain to investigate a "frequent earthquake" incident that was suspected to be caused by monsters; small earthquakes below level 3 that were not felt occurred frequently in that mountain, and the earthquake center was concentrated In a mountain depression, according to the geological data obtained by Xiangcheng, it does not belong to the earthquake zone at all.

After two or three days of rigorous planning, the Xiangcheng Demon Management Bureau, the Secret Service Bureau, and the Warlock Association sent a total of twelve people to investigate the matter. As a result, the flying corpse Qinglan was found in the mountain col.

On a sunny afternoon, Qinglan, a naked flying corpse with a head of black hair that was as long as waist and hips and as messy as weeds, jumped down from the cliff beside the mountain col and hit the ground with a bang. A pothole was suddenly dug out somewhere on the flat ground in the mountain col.

Xiangcheng sent team members to check carefully, and they saw Qinglan squatting at the bottom of the pit, struggling to pick up the gravel and soil underneath with both hands, and then slashed down with his palms, splitting the rock layer. The groundwater under the rock formation surged to a high level in an instant, drenching Qinglan all at once.

A closer look revealed that more than a dozen pits had been dug into this mountain col by Qinglan, a humanoid well digger.

"..." A Xiangcheng warlock approached tentatively and asked in dialect, "What are you doing?"

The wet Qinglan raised her head blankly, and her words were a little stiff, but still clear: "...looking for the master. Qinglan is looking for the master."

The warlock paused and then asked: "What about your master? Who is he and where is he?"

Hearing this, the tall Fei Zhi felt depressed. He squatted at the bottom of the pit hugging his knees in aggrieved manner. His expression looked like he was about to cry: "Qing Lan doesn't know."

A group of twelve people from Xiangcheng: "..."

I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel defeated.

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Hitting the sky~

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This chapter is still a little short, I will make it up tomorrow~

The experience of traveling with a group this time is hard to describe. It is completely different from the journey of Bai Lao Gou and Yaoyao...

Of the more than ten hours of activity a day, seven or eight hours were spent in the car accelerating, decelerating, spinning and braking, and the rest of the time was spent walking on mountain roads in the rain =. =, the author is a motion sickness monster, and he doesn’t even have the energy to type when he gets back to the hotel orz

I'm free to travel tomorrow, there's no itinerary, I just have to participate in some group activities, I'll work hard and update as many as possible~

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