When Zhang Tianmiao found his deputy, the latter was confused in the corridor with several subordinates in black coats: "It's weird, there are no other exits in this corridor, how come you can't find anyone? Han Ming

, did you really see him enter this corridor, was it a mistake?"

Zhang Tianmiao looked up at the corridor. The deep arched structure led to the end. There was a closed heavy wooden door with a copper lock hanging on the door. The torches on both sides were inserted into the gargoyles extending from the wall.

In the mouth of the sculpture, the firelight flickers, reflecting brightly on the mahogany parapet.

"What's going on?" He walked over and asked.

"team leader."

"Captain, you're here," his deputy said a little embarrassed, "It's really strange. The person we chased here suddenly disappeared. There is obviously no other exit here, unless he knows how to penetrate walls or uses something else.

Strange magic device."

"Have you used a magic detector to trace it back?" Zhang Tianmiao asked while his eyes were always wandering on the door at the end.

"I've used it, but I didn't find any clues. It's like the guy disappeared out of thin air." The deputy replied a little annoyed. He was a member of the Stargate Rangers, not a private detective. If every stowaway was like this

If it looked like it, it might be more promising for the government to simply reorganize an anomaly investigation team. But Zhang Tianmiao didn't seem to be affected by his emotions. He pointed to the door and asked, "What's behind that?"

"A cellar."

"Have you gone down to see it?"

"I've seen it, it's empty down there."

"Does the empty cellar need to be locked?" Zhang Tianmiao turned around and asked.

The deputy suddenly got stuck.

"Open the door." Zhang Tianmiao said.

The deputy asked someone to take out the key and walked up to open the door. "Where did you get this key?" Zhang Tianmiao looked at the key.

"I asked Mr. Mazak to get it before. I originally wanted him to find someone to open the door for us, but I didn't expect that he just gave us the key." The deputy replied.

At this time, the person holding the key had already opened the door. After the heavy wooden door was pushed open, there was a downward staircase, with a dark hole behind it. The deputy removed the torch from the gargoyle's mouth and walked over. Zhang Tianmiao looked down by the light of the fire.

, the cellar is not deep, the stone slab is covered with a layer of dust, the firelight extends forward dimly, and the dust in the center is obviously thinner.

"What was originally there?" he asked, pointing there.

The deputy and several other people looked at each other, unable to give an answer. They were looking for someone. Who cares what was originally stored in the cellar. Besides, the person couldn't take away such a big thing.

Zhang Tianmiao took the torch from his hand and walked down the stairs a few steps. Others were a little confused about his actions. The cellar was obviously empty. But Zhang Tianmiao stared carefully at the cellar.

The scattered shadows suddenly said: "Go and get some more torches."

Just as the deputy was about to turn around, the shadows in the cellar suddenly surged, like black smoke gathering together. When the smoke dissipated, the figure of a short young man was revealed behind him.

He was wearing a cloak, holding a dark smoky quartz in his hand, and raised his head to look at a few people. The soft brim of the low-hanging hood covered half of his face, revealing only his chin and neck, and his silvery soft hair.

"Smoky quartz?" the deputy asked in silence.

"You are from the Chosen Military, why do you want to follow me?" the young man said, his voice rustling.

Zhang Tianmiao was slightly startled when he saw the other party's pointed canine teeth: "Lotao people?" This was not consistent with the target's description. However, the other party's behavior made him suspicious, so he asked casually: "You

You relied on this smoky quartz to sneak into the competition, what is your purpose?"

"I remember that you don't interfere in the affairs between the aborigines?" the young man replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Zhang Tianmiao looked at him and slowly drew out his sword: "In principle, this is true, but now I am asking you this question in my personal capacity. The owner of this hotel is my friend."

The young man looked at him without saying a word.

"Captain?" The deputy was a little nervous. If this boy was not the target, their current actions would be against discipline.

"You guys step back, the operation is over, go back to the hall." Zhang Tianmiao said.

But he pulled out the sword completely, held it in his hand, and pointed it at the young man - it was a thin sword with a long and narrow blade, shining with a cold light, and it was gathered back to the handle.

While the two were confronting each other, a tremor spread along the ground of the hotel.

Zhang Tianmiao felt a shake and hurriedly held on to the wall. He heard his deputy scream from behind and realized something was wrong. He looked up and saw the young man taking a step back. There was black smoke under the cloak, completely covering him.

stand up.

Black smoke surged up to the top of the cellar and spread toward the door. But part of it remained on the ground. Zhang Tianmiao rushed over and slashed with his sword. The sword blade passed through the smoke and cut into the air.

The smoke had gathered towards the ceiling. Zhang Tianmiao threw away the torch, handed the rapier from his right hand to his left, took out a blunderbuss with his backhand, used his thumb to pull the hammer open and prepared to fire.

But at this moment, another wave of tremors spread along the ground, and the entire hotel shook violently. Everyone stood unsteadily and held onto the wall with their hands.

"What's going on?" the deputy couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhang Tianmiao had to use the blade of his sword to prop himself on the ground. He looked up and saw that the smoke was flowing along the ceiling toward the corridor outside. He raised his hand and fired. As the fire bloomed, the projectile hit the smoke, and a muffled groan came from the black smoke.

, but it still rolled out of the corridor at the fastest speed.

It was at this time that everyone heard a scream coming from a distant place——

The screams rolled in like a wave, dimming the surrounding light. The flames on the torches were suppressed to a minimum, becoming as weak as a candle flame.

The surroundings couldn't stop getting dark.

…

The lights in Longjiao Hall are brightly lit.

Xueye Yaoyue listened to the people around her discussing the previous duel. No one expected that there would be a super upset in the finals. The main contestants participating in the finals were actually eliminated by a qualifying selector. This is unprecedented.

The game was held in full view of the public, there was no shady story behind it, there was just an amazing battle.

The audience are all concerned about who Fang Plover is.

In fact, including the player from the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association who abstained, this is already the second main draw player that Fang Pultru has eliminated. People suddenly doubted that the final champion of this game would not let a qualifying player

Player income?

"What do you think?" Xueye Yaoyue sat back in her seat and typed on the glowing window with her slender fingers.

r: Not bad.

Bloody Night Demon Moon: That’s it?

r:What if?

Xueye Yaoyue frowned and typed: "Don't pretend to be stupid, you know what I mean -"

r: Before I understand what you mean, I think you should close the tracking window first. Real-time transmission of video signals is really expensive.

Xueye Yaoyue raised her eyebrows dissatisfiedly: "Why, it's not good to look at me more. Are you taking advantage of my absence to make fun of you?"

r:......

r: I care more about the person behind you. I think it’s best for you to stay away from him.

Xueye Yaoyue was stunned and subconsciously looked back. There was the center of the hall, and the ferocious and huge black dragon horn was hanging on the dome above. The dragon horn had been hanging here for decades.

, but no one knows who its owner is.

At this moment, there was a person standing blankly under the dragon horn, with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking. He was an aborigine, wearing the clothes of a hotel gatekeeper, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand, surrounded by traces of black smoke.

.

Xueye Yaoyue glanced at the other person again and realized that the person had been standing there for a long time. She remembered that when she came back before, she saw the other person standing in this posture and standing in that place.

She suddenly felt something was wrong, and stood up, trying to find the nearby dwarf guard. But at this moment, the gatekeeper took a step forward, and the entire hall suddenly shook slightly.

Xueye Yaoyue only felt dizzy for a while, and her hands suddenly rested on the wooden table.

The staff on the field were cleaning up the field, while the naturalists and wizards were busy using magic crystals to rearrange the terrain for the next game. Hong Ye walked through the crowd and came to Fang Plover, preparing to return the clockwork fairy to

he.

"You are very powerful. I am convinced that you lost." She said.

"The same goes for you." Fang Yu couldn't help but blush when he was praised, and replied very embarrassedly: "Miss Hongye, your fighting style is very unique, but in fact, the overload flow is not suitable for you."

After hearing this, Hongye couldn't help but look at the clockwork fairy in his hand, then at the big boy, and suddenly said: "Is this all you talk to girls?"

"Huh?" Fang Yu was stunned and didn't know what was going on.

At this time, Tian Lan was the first to rush up, screaming and congratulating Fang Plion: "You did it, Ai...Brother Xia Ya, that clockwork fairy is so handsome!" The little French girl looked very excited.

Well, it seemed that Fang Plover had won the competition, and she was happier than him.

Fang Yu could only smile back at her.

Aitila and others also came over, and the elf girl also smiled and nodded to him, followed by Jita and Hu Di. Finally, Luo Yu, the tall boy looked at Fang Plover with admiration. Among these people, except Hu Di

Besides, he is probably the only one who understands how amazing the former's operation is.

"Luo Yu, Jita." Hongye said at this moment.

Jita and Luo Yu saw her and were startled. They said nervously: "Sister Hongye." The two of them were just trainees of the Oak Knights of Tapolis, and the latter was not only a formal member, but also one of them.

The leader of the group can be said to be the senior among seniors.

Hongye smiled: "You have found a good team."

Both of them looked at Fang Plover subconsciously.
To be continued...