Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

After Jiang Zijin came out of the room, the three people in the living room seemed to have reached a subtle consensus.

They were sitting scattered on the sofa, although their complexions were all bad, but fortunately, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Jiang Zijin: "..."

They were at war just now, why did they reconcile all of a sudden?

Vihir saw her first, with a warm smile on his face.

"coming."

The eyes of the other two people also fell on Jiang Zijin, their protruding Adam's apple was pressed down, they didn't speak, their scarlet eyes fluttered a little hot.

Jiang Zijin's scalp was numb from seeing them, and he took a few steps back uncomfortably.

"What's wrong……?"

Vihir stood up from the sofa, "It's all right."

Austin's slender knuckles tapped on the armrest of the sofa, bringing the topic back.

"We may not be able to beat him if we split up to find him."

Hitchel naturally took this issue into consideration.

The reason why they were able to kill the chief judge at that time was not only half of their strength, but more luck.

The presiding judge was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

A hundred years ago, their strength was naturally the best among their peers.

But if you want to compare with the presiding judge, it is still slightly inferior.

Back then, Verhill was the first to put forward his opinion.

Without giving everyone time to react, he moved first, blocked the five senses of the presiding judge, chopped the man up with a saw, and hid the head in a cupboard in the basement. The other two assisted him in transporting the corpse.

Make sure everyone is involved.

Although Yao's body died, his soul did not perish. In order to delay the time of resurrection, the three of them joined hands to seal him.

It was not until today that the presiding judge regained consciousness.

Vihir: "Are you afraid of him?"

He always spoke in a gentle tone, which sounded inexplicably convincing, "Why are you afraid?"

"He has been asleep for a hundred years, but we are not."

Vihir lay on his back on the sofa, holding his glasses with his right hand.

"Could it be that in a hundred years, everyone's abilities still haven't changed at all?"

Hitchell: "What do you mean?"

Vihir smiled, "literally."

"The chief judge is only five hundred years old, compared to us..."

His lingering voice continued, "It doesn't seem to be much older."

Hitchel retorted, "You said that you are so sure of winning, so you can guarantee that you can beat him?"

Vihir: "Then do we have any other solution? What happened back then was done by the three of us together. If you don't continue to fight, Yao will let you go?"

Hitchel: "He didn't see our faces clearly."

Verhill laughed out loud, "Didn't you see the face clearly?"

"Why are you so naive, didn't you hear the broadcast just now?"

Vihir sneered, "Do you really think...he didn't know who did it without seeing the face?"

Hitchel frowned slightly.

Austin said: "Okay, there will be more noise at this time."

Visher shrugged and spread his hands, "Instead of passively waiting for the chief judge to judge us, why don't we take the initiative and get him out first."

Austin turned to look at him, "What good idea do you have?"

Vihir said: "Go to the grove first. Judging from the degree of decomposition of the corpse, the corpse in the grove should be the first to appear."

"Unless the chief judge's physical body is fully assembled, his soul can only wander within a radius of half a mile."

"In addition to his weak body, he doesn't have the ability to kill people from a distance, so his soul must be hidden in the woods when he wakes up."

Vihir thought for a moment, then slowly said: "He gained strength by killing people, and then committed murders outside the academy, isn't it because he is afraid of arousing our vigilance."

"There are too many people who died in the academy, we will definitely find out. If the dead are people outside the academy, we will be relatively slow to deal with it."

Everyone was silent.

"Of course, it's just a guess, because I'm not entirely sure that the first body to die was the one found in the woods," Verhill said.

Austin said, "Split up and find them."

"You can always find out his real body."

The presiding judge has not yet recovered to his full strength, even so, he still cannot be underestimated.

Vihir took off the jadeite ring from his hand, and he waved to Jiang Zijin.

"come over."

As soon as Jiang Zijin walked over, Vihir grabbed her hand that was hanging under her body, and put the ring on her hand.

The moment the originally wide ring was put on, it shrank to the most suitable size for her.

Jiang Zijin: "This...?"

Vihir: "We are not here, this ring can protect you, and there is my shadow inside."

Jiang Zijin: "Shadow?"

Vihir said, "You've seen the shadow of the presiding judge before."

Jiang Zijin was taken aback for a moment, then listened to him.

"My shadow is also like this, but the shadow in the ring only preserves three parts of my mind. Even if Yao comes to you, it can help you delay for a while."

Jiang Zijin asked: "Will he come to me again?"

Vihir looked into her eyes, then sighed, and said helplessly, "I don't know."

"When you wear a ring, you have an extra guarantee."

Jiang Zijin always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell where it was.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart, took the ring, and responded softly.

Vihir and the others didn't waste much time, they stood up and were about to go outside.

Austin fell behind the two of them. He opened the door, paused, and then turned his head.

Jiang Zijin was still standing on the living room watching them go out.

Seeing Austin turn his head, she thought he had forgotten something.

"what happened?"

Austin pursed his thin lips slightly, glanced at the emerald ring on her finger, and said softly, "Don't believe too much in what Verhill said."

"He's dangerous."