Why not human! [Quick travel]

"Sorry, sorry, the magician just... made himself invisible! Come out soon!" The man with the moustache held a golden hollowed-out basket and apologized to the crowd surrounded by it.

Luo Zheyu left, but the five shiny words "street busker" remained where they were.

The ice sculpture-like castle palace was touched by a curious person with a finger, and it was instantly shattered, turned into nothing, and disappeared.

Leave no trace.

The little girl in the ice-blue crown was crying, tears rolling down her face.

A few surviving people with mood clouds above their heads stared at the crowd vigilantly, in case any hands were itchy to touch.

Touch it and it will disappear.

Everyone eagerly waited for the "magician" to appear.

A flying blue butterfly suddenly appeared in the sky above everyone's heads. It danced lightly and circled above everyone's heads. After attracting enough attention, it circled around the bearded man and flapped its wings leisurely.

Then, it circled around and flew up into the sky behind the man with the mustache.

The man with the mustache looked in the direction in which the butterfly was flying - on the second floor opposite, there was a tall and tall man with a shallow smile, and his sharp peach eyes were curved to defuse the sharpness.

Time seemed to freeze on him.

"Crack clap."

"Crack."

The sound of the shutters of the surrounding mobile phones kept ringing, and the crowd also saw this scene and couldn't help taking out their mobile phones to take pictures. The sound of the shutters destroyed the atmosphere in the heart of the man with the mustache.

He frowned tightly, feeling troubled in his heart.

The inspiration I finally caught...

On the second floor, Luo Zheyu controlled the butterfly's cover-up and flew back to the sky above everyone's heads.

"Snapped……"

There was obviously no sound at all, but everyone automatically added sound effects to it in their hearts.

Because the blue butterfly suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into fluttering yellow spots of light scattered among the crowd.

"Hey! What's on your head!?" Someone exclaimed.

"What? You have a halo above your head! Wait...how come there are wings behind you?"

"I feel like I'm an angel!"

"It's incredible! I'm about to ascend to heaven!"

"Don't touch! Is this a magic effect? ​​If you touch it, it will disappear!"

"Get out of the way! Don't even touch my wings!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, take a photo of me as a memory, and it will disappear after a while!"

The crowd was noisy.

The yellow light spots fell on them, forming a yellow circle of light floating above their heads. Behind some people, huge white wings appeared, or opened or closed.

Looks like a party of angels.

Mustache man: dumbfounded.jpg

So, what exactly is this operation?

"The magic effect can last for 10 minutes. Thank you for your support. This is the end of this performance. Goodbye."

Luo Zheyu waved at the man with the mustache.

"Come up."

He said, only opening his mouth to make a mouth shape, without making a sound.

The man with the mustache understood, and struggled to squeeze out of the crowd with a bucket of popcorn full of money.

"What do you see me doing?" Luo Zheyu turned his head and asked the person standing beside the fence on the second floor.

This person kept turning his head to look at him, looking back and forth a dozen times, which was really strange.

"Ah? Uh... no, no..." The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes held his mobile phone, his eyes flustered, his face pale, and he repeatedly shook his head in denial.

Luo Zheyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the screen of the mobile phone he was holding.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes hastily blocked the screen of the mobile phone and pressed the screen to his chest so that he would not be able to see it.

Her pale pink thin lips curled up, and she smiled at him, Luo Zheyu turned and went downstairs.

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, that is, Zhao Xu, couldn't help shivering, shivering while holding his phone.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a dialog box is being displayed, and the recipient is declining.

[Are you there, Captain! ! ! 】

【Is the captain there? ! ! 】

[Captain, what are you doing!? ? 】

Thank you: [? 】

[Captain, where are you!The spirit came back and stood beside me! ! 】

Xie Jue: [Hold on, I'll be there soon. 】

【I am afraid!I can't stand it, boss! 】

【He's so weird! 】

[A group of people under the square have been recruited, what kind of ability is this spirit! 】

【Boss, I'm scared!Hurry up and save me! ! ! 】

Zhao Xu's ability was to sense breath, which did not refer to smell, but a strange signal.

Every person or demon spirit has a unique aura, so Zhao Xu was so surprised when he first sensed that Wen Ruiqing had the same aura.

Besides, apart from being in better health and knowing some fighting skills, Zhao Xu has no other combat power.

The malice in the mirror belongs to the category of evil spirits. Since evil spirits and evil spirits are called evil, they naturally cannot exist as friendly relatives.

That's why he was so afraid when he met Luo Zheyu, who had obviously thrown off Xie Jue's pursuit after going back and forth.

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"I'll buy you a drink. Do you have enough money?" Luo Zheyu put one hand in his pocket and stopped the man with the mustache who was in the corridor and was about to go up to the second floor.

With a careless face, the peach blossom eyes deliberately made a frivolous look.

It can be said to be very ruffian.

Just looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that he didn't drink alcohol at all, and he never even drank alcohol.

People with heart disease should not drink alcohol.

No smoking either.

Luo Zheyu reached out and casually took the cigarette handed over by the man with the mustache.

Squeeze it in your hand and twist it gently.

The man with the mustache held a lighter in his hand and handed it over.

"There are more than 500, enough to drink."

Luo Zheyu held the cigarette in one hand and turned on the lighter in the other.

"Snapped……"

Flames burst out.

Put the cigarette butt on the flame and light it.

The action is not like lighting a cigarette, but more like lighting a fire.

The man with the moustache looked at him strangely. The magician with superb skills was really different, and he did not follow the usual path when he lit a cigarette.

Ordinary people light cigarettes by holding the cigarette in their mouths and smoking lightly while lighting the fire.

This way the cigarette will ignite faster.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the cigarette butt was completely covered by the flames.

Slender as jade, fingers with well-defined knuckles clamped the cigarette and brought it to the thin lips.

After a pause, Luo Zheyu opened his mouth, took a cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep puff.

No smell or feel of any kind.

He has no human sense of taste or smell, not even a physical structure, just a human appearance.

Mustache man: ...? ? ?

!!!

"You...brother, smoke is coming out of your head..."

Luo Zheyu didn't exhale after inhaling a big mouthful of smoke, and now, they seemed to have drilled out from the top of his head.

A large cloud of smoke surrounded Luo Zheyu's head.

Dreamlike, smoky, the people in the smog are more handsome and elegant, not like ordinary people.

Just a little choking.

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"Captain! You're finally here!" Zhao Xu's face was full of joy of being saved.

"Yeah." Xie Jue looked Zhao Xu up and down, saw that he was fine, and asked, "Where's that spirit?"

"Gone, but not far away, still nearby." Zhao Xu said. "Do you want to continue chasing?"

"Don't be in a hurry to chase, he can enter the mirror and swim around, it's useless to catch up." Xie Jue sat on the rest chair with his long legs crossed.

"Wait for Xiaofeng and the others to come over."

"Ah?" Zhao Xu was puzzled. Although he didn't know how Xiaofeng and the others could catch the spirit wandering in the mirror when they came, the captain's words were unquestionable.

If he said yes, he would be right.

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"Have you ever been to this kind of bar?" The man with the mustache approached and shouted loudly.

In the darkness, colorful lights projected on the body, flashed quickly, and the rhythm of the music in the ears was fast and intense, and the sound was loud enough to shake the heart.

The dance floor is like a group of demons dancing wildly. Men and women loosen their restraints, dancing wildly and shaking their bodies.

On the stage, scantily clad girls danced.

Luo Zheyu felt a little uncomfortable, stared at the wine glass in front of her, shook her head, and answered him.

"The wine here is definitely not the best!" The man with the mustache shouted loudly, if his voice was lowered, he would be drowned in the waves of music and carnival.

"But drinking here is the most emotional feeling!"

The man with the mustache picked up the wine glass and signaled to clink glasses with Luo Zheyu.

The clinking of glasses was drowned out by the blaring drumming.

"In this place, why are ties still neatly tied?"

"Pick it off!"

The people around, except for waiters and other staff, did not wear their shirts and bow ties neatly.

Luo Zheyu stretched out her finger, pressed it on the bow tie, and pulled it slightly, the tie hung loosely on the collar.

Unbuttoned two more buttons, revealing the delicate collarbone.

"My name is Wu Liang, Wu of Zhou Wu Zheng Wang! Forgive me!" Amidst the noise, the man with a mustache raised his wine glass and introduced himself loudly.

Luo Zheyu nodded, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, the action of swallowing made his Adam's apple roll up and down.

"My name is Luo Zheyu." He said, his clear voice couldn't help but increase a little under such circumstances.

Anyway, the first drinking buddy.

Even if he is drinking fake wine now, he has no taste at all, and he still has to work hard to prevent the wine from passing through his body.

"Brother drinks really hard!"

Luo Zheyu tilted her head, pursed her lips and smiled, the thin pale lips were moistened by the wine.

"Actually, I'm a painter." Wu Liang said after taking a sip of his wine. "I found some inspiration in you today, can I draw you?"

Luo Zheyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded indifferently.

The two fell silent. In this chaotic and passionate environment, they poured wine and clinked glasses from time to time, drinking on their own.

Until a somewhat familiar powerful breath approached.

That person is here again.

Luo Zheyu picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for Wu Liang and himself.

"I have something urgent, so I'm leaving first." Luo Zheyu clinked glasses with him, raised his head, and drank the full glass in one gulp.

"Goodbye."

"Hey - wait! Leave a contact information?" Wu Liang stopped him.

Luo Zheyu turned around.

"No need."

He smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, and his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly.

"Goodbye by fate."

In the noisy and chaotic crowd, he squeezed into the crowd, and his back quickly disappeared.

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Inside a restaurant box next to the bar.

Eight people sat around a round table.

"Two people, if the target enters the mirror, the person with the seal on his hand will quickly press his hand on the mirror and take off the mirror. This will temporarily seal the target in that mirror, so don't put the mirror Broken."

"Xiaofeng and Zhao Xu are together, Si Zhengyi, you protect them."

The person called Xiaofeng was a thin young man, his face was pale, and he was a little out of strength.

His ability is "seal", and he can even give the ability of "seal" to others for a short time. Now he has given "seal" to four people in total.

In each group, one person had a short-term "seal" placed on their hands, plus the hands of Xie Jue and Si Zhengyi.

The transfer of the four "seals" consumed a lot of energy for Xiaofeng, and he temporarily lost his fighting power.

He was arranged to be protected by Si Zhengyi with Zhao Xu, who had no combat effectiveness.

"Once the target location changes, Zhao Xu will report it immediately."

Xie Jue sat in the first place, ordered and issued instructions one by one.

"So, do you have any questions?" Amber eyes swept across the crowd.

"No!" Everyone answered in a low voice.

"If you can't hit the target, don't fight hard, wait for me to come over. Then, start to act!"

The crowd dispersed.

Xie Jue entered from the main entrance of the bar, and the other two groups walked around the street, preparing to enter from the back door of the bar.Surround the target.

Only Xiaofeng, Zhao Xu, and Si Zhengyi stayed where they were.

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"Hey... The target started to move, slowly, to the northwest, beep." Zhao Xu's voice came from the headset.

Xie Jue walked into the bar, the dim environment, the dazzling lights; ear-piercing, shocking music, countless figures swaying and swaying in front of him, and a group of demons dancing wildly.

The brows were tightly furrowed, and the lowered eyebrows seemed to be attached to the amber eyes. Such an environment made Xie Xinzhong very irritable.

"The miasma." He spat out a few words.

In this dark, noisy and crowded bar, it was not easy to find a single person, not to mention the evil spirits who had already been frightened and might be hiding from them on purpose.

However, this newborn evil spirit must be captured as soon as possible and registered in the register. If he is left outside for an extra hour, he will be in danger for an extra hour.

Even if he hasn't shown any harm yet, it doesn't mean he's completely harmless.

"Zi la... The target suddenly moved quickly, heading northeast, drop."

"Hey... The second team found the target! It's in the middle of the dance floor, drop." One of the teams who entered the bar suddenly turned on the intercom.

Xie Jue paused as he walked towards the northwest of the bar, turned around, broke through the crowd and quickly ran into the dance floor.

"Zi la... The target stays where it is, without moving, heading northeast, drop."

Xie Jue stood on the dance floor, looking around for him.

The dance floor was packed with men and women screaming and laughing wildly, shaking their bodies wildly and exaggeratedly.

The passionate music and chaotic cheers caused Xie Jue to have a splitting headache, his temples bulged and swelled, his face was as black as water, and his whole body looked like a volcano about to erupt.

In the crowded, dimly lit dance floor, a hand stretched out, quietly placed it behind Xie Jue, and touched him.

By the way pinched.

That's where the hips are.

Xie Jue turned around suddenly, and grabbed the salty pig's hand that wanted to run away after stealing his ass.

He lowered his head, unable to see his face clearly.

The air pressure in his body was low, like a raging lion.

The wheat-colored arm that grabbed the hand had bulging veins, showing that it was extremely hard.

"Ah!!" The young man in the floral shirt who was grabbed by his hand screamed like a pig. He felt that his arm was being crushed by a car and was about to deform and break.

There was a sudden louder cheer on the dance floor.

It seems that the rest of the cheering crowd regarded the screams of the young man in the flower shirt as a new wave of climax.

"Hey... The second group lost the target! The location is in the middle of the dance floor, drop."

"Zi la... The target started moving again, heading southeast, drop."

Two intercom voices sounded one after another.

Xie Jue raised his head suddenly.

On the ceiling, a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, with a mocking smile, looked at him.

The author has something to say: I want to explain, I am trying to code the plot, and I am updating it now for the sake of length!