Villain: The protagonist is dating online? I cut off my beard!

After the Holy Lord joined Lu Beiqing's team, one after another, some individual taskers who were still hesitant also approached his team.

In less than a minute, the team was full, and Chen Jiaxin regretfully refused a handsome guy to join, "Our number is full." Seeing his lost look, she added, "Next time you come early." "

This kind of personal appeal is a great way to reflect the authority and status of the Holy Lord, and it is also the first disadvantage he gave to Lu Beiqing.

"Since it's full, let's choose a captain." Chang Xi wanted Lu Beiqing to be the captain, but the addition of the Holy Lord made the voting result obviously tilt in favor of the Holy Lord.

"I'll do it." The Holy Lord took the initiative to take on it, and this style of pretending was very similar to Lu Beiqing.

No one refuted it, as if it was predestined, and if it weren't for the Holy Lord, they would have been surprised.

"We have two main goals this time, one of which is to go to the Dongcheng base and exchange the existing seed varieties with them, and replace the surplus materials with the scarce materials. The other, to capture the supernatural. "

His voice was raised: "Everyone, the prototype of the prison construction in our base has come out, we will now catch some C-rank demons and put them in the prison first, to see if it can trap these spirits who come and go freely." "

"Let's check if it can put powerful monsters." The Holy Lord's gaze slid over Lu Beiqing's body as if he were nothing, "For example, those whose strength has reached the Mahayana stage. "

Mahayana period!?

Everyone fell silent, and a solemn atmosphere surrounded them, if it was a monster in the Mahayana period, let alone capture, it would already be smoke from the ancestral tomb if it could escape from it.

It sounds like the leader is drawing a pie, but no one will dispute it.

"Of course, this is a later story, let's go to the Dongcheng base to hand over first."

A green armored car stopped in front of them, and Li Jun went to get it just now.

Seeing the car, the Holy Lord said again, "In order to save the spiritual power consumption of the cultivators on the road, we need to negotiate a business with the City Lord of the Dongcheng base. "

"Oil." He got into the car and happened to sit opposite Lu Beiqing, "We can make concessions to meet the requirements of the city lord of the Dongcheng base, but try to keep the transaction costs as low as possible." "

When everyone heard that they had to talk about business with the city lord of Dongcheng, they were in a bad mood, because the city lord of Dongcheng was yin and moody.

But he is indeed very generous to the construction of his base, and he is also very generous to people, so there are still many people who are willing to stay in the Dongcheng base.

Fund-raising missions are generally not dangerous, and in the presence of the Holy Lord, the danger is minimized.

So in the car, everyone was very relaxed, talking and laughing.

A person sitting at the back of the car, with a round face and thin and long eyes, kept looking at Lu Beiqing, and suddenly inserted a sentence, "I always feel that I have seen Mr. Lu somewhere." "

Because of his words, the eyes of the people in the car focused on Lu Beiqing.

"That's a little familiar."

The Holy Lord crossed his hands on his lap and leaned against the wall of the car, his eyes closed soothingly, the corners of his mouth curled under the mask.

"I'm a public face, and many people think I'm familiar."

For Lu Beiqing, the villain infiltrated the protagonist's team and needed to conceal his identity.

Although his situation is special, it may be more convenient to say his identity, but in this way, it is not interesting, and he is the most comfortable to poke and poke talents.

"Impossible." The person who raised it earlier laughed, "If anyone who sees you will not forget you." "

The armored car jolted violently, and the missionaries supported each other.

"Big problem, big problem." Li Jun shouted in front.

"Something's wrong." The Holy Lord opened his eyes.

"Hit something dead." Li Jun got out of the car very irritably.

Everyone looked at each other and jumped out of the car one by one.

They walked around to the front of the car, where Li Jun was lying on the ground and leaning under the car.

"What's going on?"

"Maybe you ran away, right?" Li Jun stood up and patted the dirt on his hands.

"Such a big movement should not be a small thing, and there is no blood on the ground."

A faint foul stench came, and more than one person had water dripping from their faces.

"Is it raining?"

Someone looked up.

A red-eyed monkey hung from a tree branch with two long arms, his mouth was wide open, surprisingly large, as if it was distorted, and even his mouth could be seen, with shark-like serrations stained with green slime, and his tongue was several times longer than that of a normal monkey.

The little red eyes stared greedily at them, and transparent saliva ran down their tongues and dripped onto them.

It's really disgusting, and the faces of the taskers who are dripping saliva are all bad, but there is no fear in their hearts.

After all, the Holy Lord is here, just a little monkey, why be afraid.

"It looks like it deliberately got us out of the car."

The round-faced tasker took the gun from behind his waist and aimed it at the red-eyed monkey's eyes.

He doesn't even use spiritual power, this kind of little monster can just be caught by the base and make a small contribution.

The speed of the bullet is fast, but the speed of the red-eyed monkey is even faster, under the naked eye, the monkey seems to teleport, people can't see where he will appear in the next second, the round-faced tasker's arm is stretched straight, looking around in a semi-circular perspective, his slender eyes narrowed, and he does not have the previous contemptuous mentality.

However, he only felt a sharp pain in his face, and it was dark in front of him.

"Ahhhh Screaming all over the place.

The round-faced tasker's eyes were gouged out as he remained vigilant.

Because of the thickness of his eyelids, he could see yellowish-white fat falling on the flesh of his own protruding cheeks, and then two black holes that kept bleeding.

The round-faced tasker knelt down, not daring to touch his eyes, but kept screaming, and the blood flowed more happily.

"Stop the bleeding for him." The Holy Lord said lightly.

Zhan Jin took the initiative to stand up, he pulled down his scarf and spit out the words in a normal volume: "Healing." "

People can understand the meaning of these two words, but they always feel that his pronunciation is not normal, between French and German, but they can understand it.

As soon as Zhan Jin's voice fell, the wound on the round face quickly stopped bleeding, the granulations came out, and the wound healed, but there was no way to see things, if the eyeball could be snatched from the red-eyed monkey before healing, there was a chance to recover completely, and now there was no way.

"I'm going to kill that brute." The round face knelt on the floor and hammered the floor hard.

"He should still be peeking at us nearby." He was picked up by a tasker as thin as a bamboo pole, and they were a pair of people who often completed group tasks together.

"Gah! Gah!" The monkey's shrill voice pierced through everyone's eardrums, and it was laughing at them.

Lu Beiqing's mind was occupied by another voice, the voice of the system.