escape with little monsters

Chapter 147

"You must have investigated the city god of death after that girl left, right?" Zhao Ming's voice was very soft, but his tone was very firm. He knew the character of the person in front of him very well. Even if something happened to his own child, he could do nothing about it. Xiang Jia will definitely investigate carefully, not to mention that he also has a monster friend, Yu He.

Xiang Jia snorted, affirming Zhao Ming's thoughts in a disguised form.

"What? Did Yu He give you any special information? As a well-known broom star, Yu He should know more than us, right?"

Xiang Jia glanced back at Zhao Ming's words: "Broomstar? I don't think you seem to know a lot. Those people were killed, what's the matter with Yu He?"

"Why is it not related to Yu He? Isn't it because his example is not good enough that so many people died in vain?" Zhao Ming narrowed his eyes: "Do you dare to say that the girl in your family is gone and Yu He is gone?" Doesn't matter at all?"

"Of course it has nothing to do with him." Xiang Jia's voice was cold, and his eyes were as cold as ice: "As long as Qianqian doesn't want to go back, then it will be a matter of time before she meets the city god of death."

"It seems that you also know?" A light flashed on Zhao Ming's glasses: "How do you feel?"

"No way." Xiang Jia did not answer Zhao Ming's question directly, but took out a few toffee from his pocket, threw two to Xue Qiao, and stuffed one in his own mouth. In the end, he had to stretch out his own hand to snatch two from Xiang Jia's hand.

"En, sweet, as expected of Brother Xiangjia, there is always something delicious in your pocket." Zhao Ming peeled off the candy wrapper, took out a snow-white toffee and put it in his mouth.

"So, how much do you know?" Xiang Jia said vaguely with milk in his mouth. He didn't quite believe Zhao Ming's information. After all, he was with Yu He and got a lot of information from monsters. Only after barely drawing the conclusion, Zhao Ming......

Zhao Ming turned his head with a smile, and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like an old fox and made people want to pull him ten feet away: "I don't have any special information about Brother Xiangjia, but I am very popular. A little inference..."

Xiang Jia wished he could spray Zhao Ming's face with a mouthful of sugar residue.

"Good popularity? It's really..." that this kind of word can be applied to you. It's too inappropriate.

Zhao Ming shrugged indifferently: "But the fact is that I am really popular in the city."

Xiang Jia held his breath, "I think Yu He has a better personality." Yu He was sincere and generous, so few made friends with him, but Zhao Ming, a cunning fox like a millennium-old fox, was just popular, which really felt unfair.

"But he doesn't quite meet the standard of a 'normal person', and this alone is enough to make people respect him at a distance." Zhao Ming continued: "I can pretend that popularity is something that doesn't involve my own interests. Very kind, don't need to be sincere."

Xiang Jia: ……………

Xiang Jia had no choice but to bow down and made a gesture of invitation.

He shouldn't be discussing this kind of issue with this kind of guy!

"In short, I asked a lot of people, and many people kindly told me a lot about it." Zhao Ming smiled, and bypassed the small problem of his character like a gentleman: "In short, I deduced A very important point, do you want to try it?"

"What?" Xiang Jia asked casually.

"Try telling your little monster that you don't want to clear the level and want to live in the city."

Xiang Jia blinked his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhao Ming, Zhao Ming's smile was still hanging on his face like a mask, and his tone was very calm, as if what he said was not a fatal word, but something that was in harmony with Xiang Jiala. homely.

Obviously, Zhao Ming knew what this sentence meant.

Xiang Jia smiled, as if he didn't know what Zhao Ming was urging him on, he lifted the little monster from his shoulder, and said seriously: "Zhen Zhen, I don't want to pass the level, let's go back to the city, shall we?"

Xiang Zhen blinked his big round eyes, and asked crisply: "Jia, do you think so?"

The night wind was very gentle, blowing with a very rich fragrance of flowers. There are too many flowers planted in this villa, even on such a high tower, you can still smell the fragrance that is stronger than honey.

Zhao Ming's mask-like smile suddenly disappeared from his face. Looking at Xiang Jia in front of him, he blurted out almost without thinking, "Are you fucking sick? If I tell you to tell me, just say it?"

Zhao Ming's voice was not low, and Xue Qiao, who was resting while holding the photo frame and squinting his eyes, jumped up in a hurry and strode over to separate Zhao Ming and Xiang Jia: "Zhao Ming, what are you doing?"

It was only then that Zhao Ming recovered from the state of complete lack of thinking just now, and Xue Qiao's face appeared in front of him, and he put on a false smile reflexively: "It's nothing, we are talking about silver water stone."

"Damn it, if you dare to do anything to Xiang Jia, I'll beat you to death." Xue Qiao pushed Zhao Ming away and turned to help Xiang Jia up, but Xiang Jia said very firmly and crisply "Yes."

"Xiang Jia?" Xue Qiao called Xiang Jia in great confusion. He didn't understand what he was talking about at all, but Zhao Ming called out as if being pricked by a red-hot needle: "You are really crazy!" It's gone! If you die, let's see who will collect your body!"

Xiang Jia didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, he just stared closely at his little monster, the little monster he was doomed to since he entered this world.

Xiang Zhen blinked his eyes again, his voice was still very crisp, without the slightest hesitation: "Then we will go back when the Feathered Serpent's level is over, and we will go wherever Jia wants to go!"

Zhao Ming's voice stopped abruptly, and the transparent mask on his face fell off, with a look of surprise that had never appeared on his face.

"Xiang Jia?" Xue Qiao's complexion suddenly became very ugly. He turned his head and dropped the picture frame in his hand, ready to rush towards Zhao Ming: "What did you and Xiang Jia say?"

"Brother Xue Qiao, it's okay." Xiang Jia grabbed Xue Qiao's hand as soon as he stretched out his hand: "Hold the picture frame, it hit my foot."

Xue Qiao had no choice but to turn her head and hugged the picture frame. After a moment of divine effort, Xiang Jiaban pushed her to the side, then turned her head and greeted Zhao Ming: "Come here."

Zhao Ming didn't shake Xue Qiao who was staring at him. He just walked to Xiang Jia and sat down. He didn't say a word for a long time, but Xiang Jia said first: "How is it? What did you find out?"

"Testing? I'm tempting you to be a fucking lunatic." Zhao Ming wiped his face and put on his smiling mask again: "Brother Xiang Jia, you really deserve to be friends with Yu He."

"Your face-changing is really a stunt." Xiang Jia also bared his teeth at Zhao Ming, suddenly lowered his tone, and looked straight at Zhao Ming: "Have you ever induced other people in the city to say this? talk?"

Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows even more: "How is it possible? Brother Xiangjia, am I that kind of person? If things go wrong, it's a matter of life. If I cheat anyone, I can't cheat you."

Xiang Jia snorted and was noncommittal to Zhao Ming's nonsense. If Zhao Ming hadn't induced others and got the result, how could he have said that to him with such certainty?

Zhao Ming is still Zhao Ming, Xiang Jia has seen his selfishness and cruelty from the novice world, but even Xiang Jia has to admit that Zhao Ming is really smart!

He doesn't have a friend like Yu He, and he doesn't have any monsters who can connect with him. Just relying on the communication with humans, he can figure out the conditions for the appearance of the city's god of death. Those inferences have also been confirmed———

Humans who give up customs clearance will encounter the city death god!

There is only one exception, and that is Yu He. Yu He is undoubtedly the one who gave up on clearing the customs, but he didn't meet the City Reaper, so Zhao Ming had two thoughts:

Either, the city death god can't help Yu He's monster, or, the city death god needs the little monster's permission to appear!