The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 722

"Can you come out?"

"uninvited guest!"

Qin Ran leaned in the pool of the hot springs, and did not plan to move and adjust the body, so slowly said.

A slightly familiar way of hiding the traces is enough for Qin Ran to guess where the other party is from.

‘elderly council’!

More than a month after contact with the observer of Joffney, the ‘high-level inviter’ in the other’s mouth finally appeared, in a fairly straightforward manner.

This style of tampering with the enemy forces is really full of the style of the 'elderly council'.

"uninvited guest?"

"You should have received a notice in advance!"

In the cold and chilly voice, the looming figure becomes clear.

The hot air tumbling to the sides, like two rows of waiters, welcoming the arrival of the figure, and the other side is like a noble aristocrat, standing on the water out of the air, looking at Qin Ran with a look of view and examination, and There is no difference in gender.

"The notice I received didn't tell me that I should wear it when I was in the hot springs."

Qin Ran stressed.

At the same time, his eyes looked at the woman in front of him.

The good looks and body, a white gold long hair shawl, exudes a different brilliance in the mist, of course, the most attention to Qin Ran is the other's weapons.

A long, long, sheathed sword.

Just a slight gaze, Qin Ran's ear seems to sound the mourning and spiritual judgment of the undead.

Powerful weapon!

Whether it is the sword itself or the phenomenon caused by killing, it is enough to let Qin Ran care.

Especially when the sword was held in the hands of a threatened person, the seemingly relaxed Qin Ran had already been fully alert.

Be prepared to fight back whenever there is any change.

"well!"

"There is finally a guy who is still qualified!"

The other party seems to be aware of Qin Ran's alert.

However, the other party is not angry.

On the contrary, he nodded with appreciation.

Finally?

Qin Ran a glimpse.

As far as he knows, there has been no replacement for the 'Twenty Hounds' in recent years.

So, how did this ‘final’ came from?

Subconsciously, Qin Ran thought of the unusual performance of Joe Fanny, the observer of the 'elderly parliament', and the time when the ‘high-level inviter’ appeared.

In fact, after returning to Oaken Manor from Utah State University, Qin Ran was ready to greet each other.

However, the speed of the other party greatly exceeded Qin Ran's expectations.

In Qin Ran's original estimate, the other party will appear in front of him very quickly, but for more than a month, the other side has no movement.

until now.

Is it?

At the bottom of my heart, there were several guesses of Qin Ran, looking at each other with a smile.

“If you keep some caution, you are qualified? Then I think about joining the ‘elderly council’.”

"Is it just Haroldette that you have tested?"

"If it is true, I should admire it. Is it the Council of the Elderly?"

Qin Ran slowly said that the content of the words is half-truth.

His eyes stared at each other without a trace.

He hopes to see something from the other's face to confirm his guess.

But unfortunately, the woman's look at the moment has not changed at all, and it has remained a kind of coldness from beginning to end.

"If you want to know more, sign this contract and join the ‘elder council,’ you will know everything!”

The other party replied.

The tone is very cold, and there is a more sheepskin roll in his hand.

Qin Ran's eyes swept over the contents of the sheepskin scroll. It is roughly impossible to betray the terms of the 'elderly council'. The following are some of the rights and obligations of the ‘twenty hounds.

After Qin Ran carefully read it, he found that the conditions were very good, and even it was said to be good.

However, even if it is a good condition, Qin Ran will not sign his name.

If he already has a plan, he does not want to completely put himself on the 'elderly council'.

"Can I not sign?"

Qin Ran asked like this.

Hey!

In the clear sound of the sheath, the long sword at the other side of the waist turns into a light, and it pierces the throat of Qin Ran.

But a bandage is faster!

"Ms!"

Qin Ran sang low, [Jugger bandage] just like an arrow, and then turned into a snake, quickly entangled.

It is not only the wrist of the other's sword, but also the body of the other.

Perceived the position of the [boxer bandage], the face of the ice is cold.

The stabbed sword slammed back and cut toward the [boxer bandage].

She is sure that her sword can easily cut this rotten strip, and... the owner of this rotten strip.

But when Jian Feng was about to get in touch with the [boxer bandage], the woman in front of her suddenly stopped moving.

Because, a breath that is several times sharper than the sword in her hand is directly aimed at her!

Qin Ran's right hand ‘the power of the morning 宛 宛 is like a substantial entanglement, although the palm is not lifted, ‘the power of the morning 也是 is also ready to go.

But she believes that as long as she moves a little, Qin Ran will give her a devastating blow.

So she stopped the action.

Despite her reputation as a '20 Hound,' she is not willing to die here, especially in a task that is easy.

Hey!

The narrow sword was collected.

In the sound of the hilt and the scabbard colliding, the [boxer bandage] once again flew back to the hands of Qin Ran, and the condensed 'power of the morning' was gradually dispersed.

In the case of insufficient power for 3 seconds, the dissipation of the "Dawn of the Sword" is still very easy for Qin Ran.

Qin Ran once again soaked back into the hot springs and looked at each other with a smile.

"Do you know what you will do, will there be any end?"

As if the heart is not satisfied, the other party's voice asked coldly.

"know!"

"So, I stopped, or do you think you can avoid the previous blow?"

Qin Ran smiled and nodded.

Facing the facts, the other party did not refute.

Unexpectedly, she really can't hide.

"I am not malicious to the 'elderly council', even if I don't want to join it, it's just because my memory has a problem - I need to find the memory I have lost. When I will give you a clear answer."

Qin Ran said this.

"Do you think the 'elderly council' is a businessman?"

“Will you give you the right to bargain?”

There was sarcasm in the voice of the other party's ice.

"I think everything can be negotiated, as long as the price is enough!"

"What do you think of the battle I had with Haroldet before?"

Qin Ran asked, but without waiting for the other party to answer, he accelerated the speed of speech again and said: "Of course, I mean the power of Haroldt - that power, should not be 'Grevan' The people can master, and even more interesting is that Haroldt has made every effort to form 'Grevan', but suddenly let go, even killing people for books that record the myths and legends known to the public. Mouth... What do you think is happening in it?"

"You mean?"

In the face full of icy cold, there was a surprise.

She witnessed the previous battle with her own eyes. Although she was amazed at the strength of Harrodite, she did not think deeply because the goal was Qin Ran.

Now, when Qin Ran made it again, she immediately discovered the difference.

The power of the mysterious side is strange, but it is followed by traces.

After the combination of flames, lava, sulfur, etc., it is only possible to point to one place.

As soon as I thought of the place, the breath of one of the frosty 'Twenty Hounds' became rushed.

"I didn't say anything, it's just your guess!"

"The same is also my 'buy money' - the 'elderly council' is willing to give me some time to find my memory?"

Qin Ran spread his hand and looked at the other side.

"You better guarantee that what you said is true!"

When the other party finished speaking, it was once again hidden and foggy, and disappeared quickly.

Look at where the other party disappeared.

Qin Ran picked up his eyes.

"First step, finish!"

He has a secret in his heart.

Then, listening to the footsteps from outside, I immediately picked up the clothes on the side and quickly dressed them.

[The sword of the morning sorrow] did not hit, but the resulting momentum was enough to make the outside person find something wrong, and he did not have any special hobbies.

Storm. Dew. Once is enough.

the second time?

He is thankful and insensitive.

PS first more~

The fat dragon owes it, and I ate a half-baked egg in the morning... Then, suddenly I thought of bird flu...

Suddenly, the whole person was scared not to want T.T

(End of this chapter)