My host is the thief six

Chapter 1172 This Grim Reaper Is Not Qualified (35)

At this moment, Tan Cheng was seriously looking at the scrolls in his hand, the expression on his face was a little shocked, and he was very absorbed in watching.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis coming from behind him.

Subconsciously avoiding it, and turning around again, Tan Cheng found a ball of gray magic energy crackling and flickering sparks in the place where he was originally.

There was some fear in his heart, but Tan Cheng forced himself to be calm, raised his eyes, and looked at the person who came out of the darkness, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am."

Ariane looked at Tan Teng's face, only feeling a little ironic.

She didn't expect that the person who would kill her in the future was always by her side!
And now he revealed his identity, but she hasn't!
Ariane lowered his voice, making his voice sound different from usual.

She bent down slowly, and picked up the sickle at her feet. It was obviously a very ordinary and normal movement, but it made Tan Cheng astonished.

"How did you touch that thing?"

He exclaimed in surprise, and when he realized it in the next second, Tan Cheng hurriedly backed away, avoiding it far away.

"Did you mean this?"

Ariane raised the scythe in his hand that didn't match her height at all.

This is the second person who can touch his sickle so far, and Tan Cheng does not dare to take it lightly.

Because he retreated too quickly, he was still holding the scroll tightly in his hand, and his weapon and mask were all still in place.

Tan Teng wanted to take it back, but those things were a little out of his control.

Especially the sickle that Arian took in his hand.

As if the connection between them had been severed by something, he couldn't reconnect with the scythe at all.

"Let me try to see if this thing works."

Although the sneak attack just now was unsuccessful, it also turned the opposite person into a powerless person. In this case, Arian was not afraid of him.

She grasped the sickle in her hand, and slashed in the direction of Tan Cheng.

It's just that Arian lost interest in this weapon after hacking it twice without hitting anyone. Such a big thing really couldn't be used on such a narrow shelf.

On the contrary, she let her get in the way, even Ping A couldn't attack Tan Teng, so he hid further away.

There is only that door as the exit of this material reading room. If Tan Cheng wants to go out, he has to pass Arian.

But his things cannot fall into the hands of ordinary people, he must take them back.

Thinking of this, Tan Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Arian who was walking towards him step by step. He gritted his teeth, and a spell flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously recited it.

An obscure incantation sounded, and there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the reading room, and Ariane had a vague premonition.

She grabbed the sickle in her hand and ran towards Tan Cheng.

The sickle arrived in front of him, and at that moment, Tan Teng's whole body was wrapped by something, and it was this thing that helped him repel Arian.

Tan Cheng stared blankly at the magic elements beside him, and subconsciously looked at the scroll in his hand.

He... seems to have remembered something.

Arian, who was repelled, gritted his teeth, slowed down, and waved the sickle in his hand again, stabbing towards Dan Cheng's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the temperature in the reading room dropped rapidly, and the surrounding objects were covered with a layer of fine ice crystals.

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