The demon world I designed

The guy who followed?

Jiang Xiaoling was puzzled, but Mr. Painted Skin obviously no longer wanted to explain anything. Instead, he manipulated the strange threads, and then a huge transparent jellyfish enveloped him, completely enveloping him. Jiang Xiaoling was stunned.

He had already seen the transparent jellyfish just now. What surprised him was that the other party didn't seem to be planning to take him with him this time?

What does it mean?

Are you going to abandon him?

"Boy, please wish yourself well." Huapi glanced at him one last time and slowly submerged into the jellyfish.

"Hey. Don't you want to know?"

"You will lose your memory when you die. You know this." Huapi smiled and said: "If I stay here any longer, I will definitely die. Whether I know it or not is not that important."

Jiang Xiaoling: "."

Just as he was about to ask again, he found that the door to the room was opened.

Jiang Xiaoling felt that he should not be able to catch up. Maybe if this cruel old guy was so scared, then Chen Qing and the people behind him might not be kind people.

Without hesitation, Jiang Xiaoling also ran out of the house and ran towards his home.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the two left, Chen Qing followed the traces and came to the house.

"Did they part ways?" The moment Chen Qing entered the room, he judged their actions just by the smell, and immediately said with a smile: "That guy is quite decisive."

"What do you mean?" Ao Zhen asked doubtfully from behind.

"I guess Mr. Painted Skin must have been in Baiyun City by accident. He was able to find the summoner in the first place because he was lucky to be nearby. Hiding in this residential alley, there must be many of his informants, so he noticed that I was following him. He immediately gave up on the summoner, obviously wanting me to give up tracking."

"Is he afraid of you?" Ao Zhen frowned.

"No, he should be afraid of another person." Chen Qing looked back faintly, but there was nothing behind him. He couldn't sense anything with his senses, but Chen Qing was very sure that the guy was not far away from him!

Once he finds the summoner, it is estimated that the two of them will officially fight.

"Let's go." Chen Qing didn't say much and continued to follow the scent. He mastered the excellent tracking skills of the scouts in the force. After going out, he judged that the summoner was a child of at most five or six years old.

There was no trace of Mr. Painted Skin at all.

If it weren't for the Dragon Breath Technique, he should not be able to track him from the beginning. Then Mr. Painted Skin is not a person who is good at counter-tracking, otherwise he wouldn't have been chased by the ghost baby in the first place.

Obviously, that guy has mastered something that can erase his traces to a great extent and make it difficult to trace. If he doesn't have the Dragon Breath Technique, the other party may be able to run away with the summoner in the chaos.

King Qin came before him, but he didn't come to find the summoner. He probably wanted to plot against him, but also because he couldn't find him, right?

What exactly did Mr. Painted Skin master?

Chen Qing shook his head and did not continue to struggle. He did not want to provoke that guy at this time. Now, finding the summoner and understanding some things he wanted to know was the top priority.

The child's physical strength is limited, and the other person is obviously a normal child in terms of physical ability. Chen Qing found the other person in less than half a quarter of an hour.

It was at the door of a house, and there was a five-year-old boy who was in a state of embarrassment. At this time, he was standing at the door of the house, looking blankly at the beams. Chen Qing also looked up. There were several stripped bodies. The skinned corpse was in a very miserable state of death, and it seemed that it had something to do with the child.

"Be careful." Chen Qing signaled to Aozhen to be careful, and she walked over slowly.

Ao Zhen tensed her muscles and looked around. She knew that at this time, it would be easier for the guy in the dark mentioned by Chen Qing to take action.

"Who are you that died?"

"My father also has some loyal servants." Jiang Xiaoling looked up and said.

Chen Qing glanced at the other party in surprise. This child was a reincarnation, but when he called the natives father, there was no violation at all. He seemed to be sincere.

"Are you Chen Qing?" Jiang Xiaoling looked back at Chen Qing and asked.

"I am Chen Qing." Chen Qing looked at the other person: "Do you know me?"

"Mr. Painted Skin said you were the one following him."

"I'm not very interested in him." Chen Qing shook his head.

"He killed thousands of people just to set up his spy in that alley."

"If I were to take care of such things, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle them." Chen Qing said with a smile.

"Since I don't dislike him because he kills people, I want to know why he is so afraid of you?" Jiang Xiaoling looked at Chen Qing: "We are both correctors, are you having a breakdown internally?"

Fixer?

Chen Qing narrowed his eyes and instantly judged what the other party meant. The correctors in the other party's mouth should be the development team, the last batch of players to travel through this world.

The name sounds interesting. Is it because the world is unreasonable that the correction was made?

My guess is not wrong. There are so many time-travelers in this world, and they keep coming back. There is indeed something wrong with it.

This time travel is man-made!

At this moment, Chen Qing became more and more confused. What kind of power could allow ordinary people to travel to an original game world?

What's the purpose of this? what is the benefit?

It was learned from Tianji that the first batch of players had almost completely controlled the world and the ancient power, and could almost be regarded as the real rulers of this world.

Why should such results be corrected?

Is it unreasonable for them, as players, to rule the world?

Need correction?

It shouldn't be

"There are some problems internally." Chen Qing thought for a moment and followed his topic: "Now our group has had a bad start. Many of us have already experienced several reincarnations when we came to this world, and our memories are extremely incomplete. As my thoughts become more extreme due to my demonic nature, there will naturally be contradictions.”

"Really?" Jiang Xiaoling looked back at Chen Qing: "Then how much do you remember?"

This guy is not easy to fool.

Chen Qing curled her lips slightly, thought for a while and said, "I don't remember much. I have forgotten many things."

"But you remember Shinto-ryu?" Jiang Xiaoling frowned: "You shouldn't know Shinto-ryu"

Chen Qing: "!!"

Not many people know the name Shinto-ryu, this guy.

"I don't know what's going on, but I just remember it." Chen Qing suppressed the surprise in his heart and continued to test: "This thing has always been engraved in my mind, so I studied hard since I was a child, and won a bachelor's degree by relying on the scientific examination. The official position in charge is the threshold for entering the Shinto stream."

"This is really strange." Jiang Xiaoling still looked at Chen Qing doubtfully: "The Shinto Lu Ming was obviously information discovered only after you, the revisionists, went in. How did you know?"

Discovery, intelligence?

Chen Qing was confused. What information did they discover after they came in? Shinto style is a version patch, and everyone in the development team is involved in it. What do you mean by information that we discovered only after entering?

What on earth is this guy talking about?

Before Chen Qing could ask doubtful questions, the other party spoke first: "Do you still remember your number?"

Chen Qing shook his head

"Then do you remember your name in this world?"

Chen Qing hesitated for a moment, and finally said honestly: "Pu Yunchuan!"

"What did you say?" Jiang Xiaoling turned around suddenly: "Pu Yunchuan? Are you kidding me? Where did you come from Pu Yunchuan?"

Chen Qing: "."

Posted a little late, sorry.