The night is deep.

　　 Ivy's figure crawls on the roof like a ghost.

　　 Her pupils turned into beast-like vertical pupils, and her eyes passed through a distance of nearly a hundred meters and landed on a window in the distance.

Once she does her hands, it will definitely attract the attention of some professionals, which will not be good for many of her next actions. If she is on the list of most wanted demon hunters, she will probably be on the list for a long time in the future. The life of hiding the head and showing the tail.

　　It is for this reason that Ivy chose the official method and helped her find it under the guise of Sherman.

　　 But the waiting for nearly 10 days has made her lose patience.

　　 The time soon approached midnight, the street lights became dim, and no pedestrians appeared on the street. Ivy's body quickly rose up, she jumped between the roofs, and rushed towards the distant house in the night. .

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Roger in the room suddenly exhaled the breath in his chest. He had just finished an exercise, and his body was sweaty.

　　 But at this moment, he suddenly felt horrified, and quietly took out the short knife hidden under the bedboard, and rushed to the window with a stride.

　　 The night was sinking like water, and there was no one on the street. Roger shrank his body behind the curtain and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

　　 There is no abnormality.

　　He feels a little peaceful.

　　 Ke just turned his head, a cold and greasy touch came from his neck, and Roger was shocked, a pale and lifeless face pressed against his cheek.

"I…"

　　 Panicked, he almost screamed, before he could think about it, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time he drew out the dagger in his hand!

　　 tu tu tu tu tut!

　　 There was a soft noise.

　　 Roger followed the sound, and a face of a middle-aged man approached outside the window.

"It's you?"

　　 The Henrik who claimed to be an animal protection organization.

　　 tu tu tu tu tut!

　　 Seeing that Roger didn't mean to open the window, he continued to tap the glass.

　　 After looking at the grimace floating in the distance, he hesitated, Roger went forward and opened the window.

　　 "Boy, what is your look?"

　　 Henrik gathered his tousled hair.

　　 Turned into the room from the window, Henrik's gaze stopped for a moment on the short knife in Roger's hand.

　　 "Good posture, but the knife is a bit short."

"What are you doing here?"

　　 Although he let the opponent in just now, he did not relax his vigilance.

　　 "Can you see him?"

　　 Henrik pointed to the grimace floating in the air.

　　 Roger did not say anything.

　　 It's already obvious, and it doesn't make sense for him to deny it.

　　 "Sure enough."

　　 "I thought you were a psychic who accidentally awakened, but now I see..."

　　 "You seem to come from a family of demon hunters?"

　　 "There are fewer and fewer demon hunters that can be passed down these years. As for those who are good at using short knives?"

　　 reached out and stroked the stubble on his chin.

　　 "I don't seem to have heard of it."

　　 "Tell me which family do you come from?"

"Why should I tell you?"

　　 The other party seemed to have misunderstood something, but Roger did not argue, but took the stubbornly.

　　 "Watchful kid."

　　 Henrik chuckled, saying that he took a slap-sized badge from his arms and threw it over.

"Snapped!"

　　 Roger did not pick it up, and the badge fell directly on the carpet with a soft noise.

　　 "Just enough, kid."

　　 "I said you were a little too vigilant!"

　　 Henrik became a little bit irritated, he stared, "Put away your thoughts, if I wanted to do it, you would have died a long time ago."

　　 "That's not necessarily!"

　　 Every time he exercises, Roger feels that his skills and physique are improving rapidly. The space in the room is narrow, and the straight-line distance between the two is no more than two meters.

　　 At his current speed, it only takes a moment for the short knife in his hand to...

　　 "Try it?"

　　 Henrik's voice came across.

　　 After listening to the other party's words, Roger didn't move, because he didn't know when there was a silver-white pistol in Henrik's hand.

　　 There are some complicated patterns engraved on the surface of the pistol. Roger swears that his sight has never left Henrik.

　　 How did this gun appear?

　　 It's as if it's always held in the opponent's hand.

　　 Henrik smiled triumphantly.

　　 "Boy, you are still very tender."

　　 He shook his hand, and the silver pistol disappeared, but the next second it suddenly appeared on his left hand.

　　 Is this the power of the Demon Hunter?

　　 Roger looked surprised, he put away the short knife in his hand, bent over and picked up the badge on the ground.

　　 "I come from the Hunters' Guild, a demon hunter in the south of Bordeaux."

　　 "Look at this badge carefully. I think you should have seen this thing in books passed down by the family. As for how to tell the authenticity, I don't need to tell you, right?"

　　 Roger took the badge in his hand and looked at it pretentiously. He naturally didn't know what the so-called identification method was, and he threw the badge back.

　　 "The gun is in your hand, the reason is naturally up to you."

　　 "Hey...you kid..."

　　Henrik was itchy with hatred.

　　 "I don't have any inheritance, I just practiced it by myself according to the family collection."

　　 Roger explained casually.

　　 "Let's talk, what the **** are you looking for me?"

　　 Henrik put away the gun in his hand.

　　 "Of course it was about the recent wolf attack. When that happened, were you on the scene?"

　　 "Anything to find?"

　　 After a little hesitation, Roger still intends to explain it to himself.

　　 At the same time, on the roof not far away, Ivy was cautiously hiding her figure.

　　 "A demon hunter?"

　　 "How can that kid get involved with the Demon Hunter?"

"What exactly is going on?"

　　 Ivy's face was suspicious, "Does Sherman know about this?"

　　 An idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

　　 "Or... he has already got the Zhuan Lingshu, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com just doesn't want me to know!"

　　 Fury surged, sharp fingertips left deep marks on the roof.

　　 "You better not deceive me!"

　　 her eyes penetrated the window, and the two figures in the house were deeply carved into her mind. Ivy took advantage of the night and flew away.

　　 "This is the basic process."

　　 Roger modified a bit and repeated all his investigations and speculations. Of course, he didn't mention Ivy and the Zhuanling Book. After all, he couldn't explain it clearly.

　　 "Take me to the cave where they held the ceremony."

　　 "According to you, this thing is like the means of the Three Holy Spirits."

　　 "The Three Holy Spirits?" Roger asked, pretending to be puzzled.

　　 "A group of beam jumping clowns, you will know about it in the future."

　　 "Although it is not harmful, it is as boring as some gynecological diseases."

　　This analogy...

　　 is really chic.

　　 "Let's go, let's set off now."

　　 "Now?" Roger's eyes widened.

　　 "At night, some energy will become active. This is the time when monsters like to move. If we go during the day, we may not be able to find anything."

　　 Henrik opened the window and turned it out. Roger thought for a while and wanted to take a short knife, and quickly followed.

　　 Both were very fast, and it didn't take long before they came to the original cave.

　　 There were basically no clues in the cave, but Henrik still found some problems after looking around for a week.

　　 "Semi-enclosed environment..."

　　 "Fire guide, blood mark, beast, attack..."

　　 "I seem to have seen something similar, let me think about it."

"I know!"

　　 There was a flash of light in his mind, and Henrik suddenly spoke.