My host is the thief six

Chapter 945 It's a fight!Can you be serious! (49)

"It's okay, it's just a bunch of self-righteous fools."

Yu Sheng clicked on a few pages, but in the end he couldn't find anything useful.

[Miss, I tried to contact the main system, but there was no response. 】

Even Shanshan couldn't get in touch with the real world, so it panicked.

But even it couldn't tell what it was panicking about.

"It's normal that we can't get in touch. I probably know what they want to do."

Yu Sheng sneered, he didn't even get in touch with Shan Shan, that already explained everything.

It was the real world that unilaterally cut off contact with them. It should be true that there was a problem with the main system, and it was also true that they did not explain the situation truthfully.

After only a short while, Yu Sheng looked back and found that Yan Ping's figure had become a bit more illusory.

But those eyes stared at Yu Sheng without blinking, curious eyes.

Yu Sheng tapped twice on the tablet beside him, only then did he see Yan Ping's figure solidify again.

"Do you feel better now?"

Yan Ping nodded and grabbed Yu Sheng's sleeves tightly.

Yan Ping once thought that he could not get rid of the weakness in his soul. He felt that his soul was suffering because he had committed too many crimes.

Now his retribution is coming, but he doesn't want to die yet...

He still wants to be with her.

During that time, his heart was actually very panicked.

He was afraid that he would disappear in the next second, and he would not even say hello in the end.

He didn't want to do this, so he has been hiding the changes in himself, and tried not to appear in front of Yu Sheng unless necessary.

But he didn't expect to be discovered by her in the end.

But... why can she make herself more comfortable?
A little worried that Yu Sheng used something on his body, Yan Ping struggled to get up, "I'm fine, I'll go back to the painting for a while."

Then, without waiting for Yu Sheng to speak, Yan Ping went straight back to the painting in the bedroom.

In the half-open door of the bedroom, one can vaguely see the painting spread out on the desk, and the painting is a person.

Yu Sheng just glanced at the painting over there through the bedroom door, and then withdrew his gaze.

Her gaze fell back to the tablet and began to search the area.

[Miss sister, I think that since the mission target feels more comfortable staying in that painting, maybe it is because of the dark atmosphere in that painting? 】

Shanshan suggested in the sea of ​​consciousness that now it and the young lady are grasshoppers on the same boat, and it has to find a way to save itself.

"Gloomy?"

[Yes, Miss, you see, the target of the mission is now a ghost. Of course, ghosts like some dark places, because that is suitable for them to survive, isn't it? 】

"If it's cloudy...then it's only there."

Yu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved his fingertips lightly.

A photo soon appeared on the tablet, which was the scene in the ancient tomb they had visited before.

Ancient tombs should be very cloudy.

Yu Sheng stroked his chin and thought.

Without hesitating for long, she began to organize the things needed to go to the ancient tomb.

In the world in the painting, as soon as Yan Ping came in, he couldn't hold back the fishy sweetness in his throat, and fell to the ground weakly, curled up into a ball.

The pain in his soul went straight to his brain, leaving his mind blank.

(End of this chapter)