Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

Not far away in the Guangming Sect hall, the Pope stood in front of the crystal ball and looked at the two figures walking in the forest. If you look closely, the figures that appeared in the crystal ball turned out to be Ran Heming and An Feina!

He pointed at An Feina's figure, gave a disgusted "tsk", and when looking at Ran Heming, Shuran let out a strange laugh, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "You can't escape this time."

He laughed lowly like a lunatic, kept turning in front of the crystal ball, muttering some incomprehensible words in his mouth, but black smoke of different sizes came out from around his body to envelop him.

The inside of the black robe instantly became empty, with a lot of black smoke coming out.

After the black smoke dissipated, a man with long silver hair who couldn't see clearly appeared, and then disappeared in place.

Ran Heming, who was walking in the forest, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if someone was staring at him.

The feeling of having Rumang on his back was uncomfortable at all, Ran Heming subconsciously looked back and saw that there was only an empty forest behind him, and there was no one else except the heroine.

Maybe it was his illusion again, who would follow him?

An Feina had never walked such a long way before, her high heels hurt her feet, so she leaned on the tree beside her and said to Ran Heming as if praying: "Duke Gedun, can you stop for a while?"

Anfeina's weak voice came from behind, Ran Heming stopped and looked back, and saw Anfeina leaning against the tree with a slightly tired face.

The other party must be extremely tired, otherwise he wouldn't have stood beside the tree trunk and taken off his shoes without manners.

"Sorry, I ignored your feelings." Ran Heming said that he stopped in a gentlemanly manner, and walked in the direction of An Feina.

It was because he walked too fast and didn't consider the fact that the heroine's high heels were not comfortable to walk on.

Even if I wear small leather shoes with higher heels, I will feel pain in my feet, let alone the heroine who wears high heels.

"You are so gentle, Duke Gedun."

Ran Heming, who was praised for being gentle for the first time, felt a little embarrassed, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he said uncomfortably, "Actually, he's not very gentle."

An Feina looked at the other party's shy and at a loss and smiled and said: "No, you are very gentle."

Mistress, do you misunderstand me?

Ran Heming thought he was not gentle at all, he was just concerned about the other party's feelings very normally.

"Thank you?" Ran Heming finally accepted the compliment.

After the two of them rested by the tree for a few minutes, they suddenly heard the sound of a carriage not far away.

The sound of hoofbeats was getting closer and closer, as if they were coming in their direction.

Ran Heming subconsciously thought that it was the hero who came to find them, and guessed in his heart that maybe the hero hadn't been blown out of the carriage.

Just when he was happy about this, he realized that the carriage that came was a very strange silver luxury carriage.

It wasn't the black carriage he rode in when he came, and all the hopes he had waited for were all in vain at this moment.

The person driving the carriage was also a strange man with silver hair. Seeing Ran Heming was really disappointed, but this did not prevent him from asking for directions or taking a ride.

"Excuse me..." As soon as Ran Heming opened his mouth, his words were interrupted.

"Your Excellency Gedun, I'm sorry I'm late."

Eh? !

Ran Heming froze in place, dumbstruck, this was completely different from the picture he had imagined in his mind.

This person acted as if he knew him, but he had never seen this person before, and he said with doubts, "Excuse me, are you...?"

The man smiled, got out of the carriage and bent down in a very gentlemanly manner, "I didn't introduce myself first. I am a priest of the Illuminati, you can call me Hill."

The priest of the Illuminati?

Ran Heming suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He wondered in his heart, how could this godfather know that he was here, and how could this person in front of him know where he was, and still look familiar look.

It made him feel weird, like someone had arranged everything in advance.

The whole body of this person in front of him gave him a feeling of disharmony, and when those smiling eyes looked at him, he always felt very weird.

It was as if behind this smiling face, he was staring at him eeriely.

Ran Heming was frightened by his brain power, he waved away the thoughts in his mind, and asked seriously: "Are you here to pick me up to go to the Guangming Sect?"

"Yes, the Pope sent me to fetch you."

First, a gust of wind blew away the three of them, and then suddenly a bright man came to pick him up. No matter how you think about it, this series of things feels very wrong.

Ran Heming frowned slightly, obviously he didn't want to go with this person.

Compared to Ran Heming's vigilance, An Feina seemed very happy. She didn't think too much about it, thinking that this person came to pick them up and upright.

As an aboriginal resident, Anfina had no doubts about the Illumination Cult. In her eyes, the Illuminati Cult was sacred and inviolable, and Anfina was very flattered to have such a sacred Illuminati Cult come here to pick them up.

"Wow, that would be great, and it just so happens that my feet hurt."

An Feina said happily, and was about to go into the carriage, but Ran Heming had no time to stop An Feina, and told him what he thought in his heart.

"it is good……"

Ran Heming got into the carriage worriedly, with a very serious expression. The moment he passed by Hill, Ran Heming, who was immersed in his thoughts, missed the other's weird smile.

Sitting in the carriage, Ran Heming was still thinking about the weirdness of this series of events. He always felt that the godfather's smile was fake, although there was a smile on his face, it didn't reach his eyes.

Although he seems to be such a gentleman, gentle and considerate, but these are really not as good as Perth.

At this time Ran Heming thought why he didn't bring Boss here, if he brought him here, he shouldn't suffer from this kind of thing.

A little regret.

What Ran Heming didn't know was that from the moment he got into the carriage, there was a bat watching his whereabouts all the time and following him not far away.

Although Boss was not by Ran Heming's side, he was always watching his movements.

The carriage was walking on the rough dirt road, and the hostess sat in the carriage with Anfina, bent slightly, and rubbed her red heels.

Ran Heming looked out of the window without saying a word. The scenery outside the window receded slowly, but gradually became blurred in his eyes.

Suddenly he felt sleepy and his brain started to get tired. He subconsciously wondered if it was because he didn't get enough sleep yesterday, but soon he realized something was wrong.

The hostess had fallen unconscious on the seat without knowing it, and he wanted to walk over to see what was wrong with Anfei Na, but fell to the ground the moment he stood up.

A second before he passed out, Ran Heming thought in his heart: It's over.

[The author has something to say: Oh, it's over. 】