Witch Forest Friends Club

"These birds come with a purpose." Ryan looked up at the flock of flying pigeons, his burning eyes piercing the fog, softened for a moment, "Someone is looking for you nearby."

"This is the familiar of my companion 'Bagpipe'." An Jiaye stared indifferently at the pigeons holding branches and leaves of the dawn tree, which was a signal agreed in advance to represent an urgent matter, "I heard that she sent the pigeons from Shuangcheng Port , as well as stray cats and dogs, have become new eyeliners.”

"It's a good job." Goliath, who temporarily let go of her fighting spirit, also said with a casual attitude, "There really is no better eyes than them in the city."

"Psychic witches are good at this. They can gather a group of meows to reserve food at any time." Meowrsa secretly bit Anjaye's ear, "Doves seem to be delicious."

Anjaye walked slowly in the direction where the pigeons were flying away, but found that there were already people waiting here.

The proprietress of the "Beauty of Flame" tavern - Shia, a retired mercenary with the reputation of "Fire Bramble".

Behind her was the coachman who took them out of the city yesterday, waiting in front of a closed black carriage.

Noticing the dignified look on the proprietress's face after she turned to her side, and the two gorgeous and unique jet-black double swords on her waist, Anjaye's heart beat violently, aware of the uneasiness of some kind of disaster coming.

"Your niece is missing."

Shia strode towards her, her flame-like red hair tied into a thick ponytail fluttered in the air like a rolled red banner.

Anjaye supported her staff in front of her, and stabilized her body that was a little out of balance for a moment. She forced her thoughts to immerse in the cold emotional seawater.

"Where's Cotero?"

"He went to the Witch's Inn."

The proprietress Shia explained neatly: "Considering that you might not be at the inn, he came to the city to look for me first, please help me too, and we will talk after finding you first. We agreed that if one party cannot be found, we will go back to the tavern to gather."

"Please lead the way, lady boss." An Jiaye lowered his voice and prepared to board the carriage.

At this moment, her body was suddenly covered with a thin layer of dense black mist.

Meowersa, who was lying on her shoulders, also uttered chilling meows because her best friend had left behind her usual calm attire.

Layers of blooming and withering mushrooms emerged from the heart bud stick held tightly by the girl. When zoomed in, it was like waves of colorful foam rising on the surface of the water condensed by the gorgeous magic essence.

Accompanied by the ups and downs of the mushroom waves, the spores floating soundlessly in the air convey the smell of all life around——

It's cold rage and death.

PS: Watching Ms. An's enlightenment in Longchang, you can also look forward to the devil's daughter in Leng Hujuan.

Chapter 95 Ms. Ann's strategy of Shuangcheng Harbor, let's overturn the street corners of dark villains

I want mushrooms to grow in the sewers, and the flies, mice, and cockroaches that prevent me from finding Krapusey will all become mushroom fertilizers. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The horse-drawn carriage passed by in the narrow streets of the old city, perhaps because of the grand occasion of the arena, it attracted too many people. The two naive horses can gallop under the whip.

Ryan and the coachman were sitting in the driving seat in front of the carriage, as if they were lying leisurely on the hillside yesterday. The white-haired boy was holding a long sword, leaning firmly on the slightly vibrating carriage, casually looking at the scenes of the city passing by on both sides , the pale fire dancing in the golden eyes reveals a sense of indifference and alienation.

An Jiaye and his party stayed in the carriage with the proprietress, sitting opposite each other across a small table.

"Fire Bramble" is not in vain. Of course, she could sense the strength and abnormality of "Lian Osborne". After getting in the car, she asked Anjaye to tell him about the origin of the trainee brave man.

An Jiaye only briefly introduced to her that this is a reliable helper who jointly repelled the bandits yesterday, and then remained silent.

The black-haired girl held the blue-and-white headband that Krapussy left for her—she looked through the carriage to the converging and flying pigeons in the sky, as well as the movements of stray cats and dogs scurrying at the corners of dark alleys along the way. Jana was waiting for her ahead.

"Don't blame Cotero—" "Firethorn" leaned on the car seat, leaning on the car seat, squinting at the girl with a stern look, "He sent his daughter to me when he noticed that someone was watching Krapussy a while ago. , to make sure that the little girl is being watched at all times. Now that this is happening, no one wants to see it."

"I'm very sensible." Anjaye put the hair tie back in her pocket, straightened her waist and said indifferently, "Crapsy is a good child, I will do everything I can to protect her."

"But I see in your eyes, there is a chill that can freeze candles." Firethorn said helplessly while holding down the slanted sword hilt at his waist, "I hope they won't have a chance to burst out."

"Those who dare to offend Xiaoan, their fate is already doomed." Goliath and Mowrsa, who was squatting on the small table, looked at each other for a few moments, and said nonchalantly, patting the bloody ax blade.

Surrounded by a dull atmosphere, the carriage arrived at the tavern not long after.Except for Ryan who was not interested in sitting outside the carriage and dozed off, Anjaye and his party followed the proprietress to get off the carriage one after another.

"Flame Beauty" hangs a closed sign on the door.

The lady proprietress pushed open the wooden door. Compared with yesterday's noisy atmosphere, the tavern has been cleared, and there are no regular customers looking for fun.

Except for a few tavern employees who were big and rough, An Jiaye saw that Jiana was leading the members of her team, and together with her cousin Ketailuo, they were sitting around the long table near the bar.

"Senior An--" Jana immediately got up to meet the lame girl, obviously relieved, "This Mr. Cotero came to the post to look for you. I judged that the situation was serious, so I sent pigeons on the street to drive with him Come here."

After Anjaye nodded to indicate that Jana had done the right thing, he turned his attention to Ketailuo.

There is a long sword and hand ax pinned to his waist, and a large pitchfork in his left hand. Although he is only dressed in a fully armed mud leg—the man's suppressed murderous intent and anger are like a volcano about to erupt, even if he is alone. Arms, there is an aura that people can't be underestimated.

An Jiaye leaned on crutches and stopped in front of his cousin, as if waiting for an explanation.

Kotero got up and walked towards Anjaye heavily. On his pale-haired face, his cheek muscles, which were as strong as a shark's mouth, faintly twitched, and his tall figure suddenly trembled.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have kept her."

"It's useless to regret, find Krapusey first."

Anjaye glanced over Kotelo's shoulder armor, and found that a little guy wearing a green leaf skirt crawled out. It was Krapusi's vegetable elf "Little Lettuce".

Ketailuo didn't seem to realize that he was possessed by the elf at all, and was stared at by Anjaye's cold eyes, a little at a loss.

Little Rapunzel took a few steps up on the man's shoulders, then jumped towards Anjaye with her eyes closed.

The girl stretched out the staff of Heart Bud in time, and used it as a springboard to catch the huddled vegetable elf.

"Jana, help us establish synesthesia."

An Jiaye moved the staff of Heartbud back to his eyes, saw "Little Rapunzel" hurriedly climbed onto the cap of a mushroom, and made a request to his teammates who also witnessed the elf's appearance.

The soldiers who couldn't see "Little Rapunzel" looked on strangely - the bagpipe girl blew a deep spiritual song.

"Little Rapunzel, tell me, your master, where is she?"

The vegetable elf lay on the mushroom umbrella, gestured anxiously for a while, then seemed to calm down, spitting out a large string of transparent and colorful bubbles.

Numerous bubbles of magic essence floated in the air, and under the control of the spell cast by the vegetable elf, whose face was blushing, they quickly gathered and evolved into dynamic three-dimensional paintings with vivid images.

The large bubbles formed by the fusion of magic elements stretched and expanded into a transparent cube space in mid-air——Anjaye could see it, it seemed to be simulating Krapusi’s room, the square bubble encased a colorful bubble condensed cuteness The little man with two ponytails should represent Krapusey.

Then a slender female avatar shaped by white bubbles appeared in the room, and then the two bubble figurines immediately stuck together and merged into one.

All the bubbles burst sharply with a "snap", and the performance that attempted to restore the criminal process came to an abrupt end.

The vegetable elf, who was out of breath, huddled her thin arms like malt stalks, looked up at Anjaye with tears in her eyes, and sobbed and sobbed in her mouth——she lowered her head to wipe her tears, her emerald green lotus leaf skirt , also hang down, becoming like dehydrated and withered vegetable leaves.

The little witches who came over couldn't help but look at each other after watching the abstract bubble show of the Vegetable Fairy.

"Don't cry, it's not your fault." An Jiaye gently stretched out his fingertips, wiping away the wet tears from the little guy's emerald-like beautiful eyes.

Jiana was beside her and said worriedly: "Sister An, after we found out about this, we are also using the witch spell cast in the past two days to find out if there is any whereabouts of that girl in the city."

"Thank you, let me know if something happens."

Anjaye turned to his cousin and asked.

"Before Krapusey disappeared, did you find anything unusual?"

"No, I communicated with her for a while at night, and she went to sleep." The man tried his best to recall, with painful wrinkles on his face, "Except for being happy and excited, other performances are normal."

"Is there no movement in the room?" Anjaye thought of the barrier he and Elsa had set up.

"Although I haven't participated in many battles these years, my vigilance hasn't dropped at all." Cotelo squirmed nervously, "I slept downstairs that night and didn't find anything suspicious. In the morning, I thought the child was too Excited to sleep late, went to knock on the door of the room, only to find that she was missing."

Combining the clues provided by the vegetable elf, An Jiaye roughly made a judgment.

"Crapsy is likely to be possessed by a ghost, and this ghost possessed was definitely a powerful spellcaster during his lifetime."

When the girl made a deduction, she couldn't help but feel horrified inside—could it be the soul-sucking banshee?

"I have set up barriers in the village and your house. If there is no movement of intrusion, it can only be a marker for someone to summon a ghost for Krapussy."

The girl urgently questioned Coteiro and Firethorne.

"Has anyone related to 'Apocalypse' contacted Krapussy recently?"

"It can only be Kenny." After lowering her head and thinking for a while, the proprietress said with an ugly face, "The only suspicious person who has come into contact with Krapussy recently is that he owes a large debt to 'Apocalypse'. Although others regard him as a liar, But this guy is indeed a spellcaster, and that's why Crapsey has dealt with him occasionally, and asked some stories about spellcasters."

"That maniac addict?" An Jiaye's eyes flashed the hunched back of the downcast mage like a candle in the wind, "Where does he end up?"

"Slippery Corner." The proprietress said decisively, "It's located in the dungeon, where more than half of the scum and villains in Shuangcheng Port are hidden."

Is it the regional base chosen by Ronan?

Anjaye immediately said to Ketailuo.

"It's not too late. Let's split up into two groups and go underground to find him. We'll also go to the lair on the 'Apocalypse' side."

"We are also here to help." "Fire Thorn" sighed softly, and then raised her bright red eyebrows. The shrewd and charming as the proprietress has disappeared, replaced by the heroic and vigorous swordsman demeanor, "Everything here is trustworthy. brother."

She turned her head and raised her arms towards the staff.

"Guys, close the door!"

"We're going to get little Crapsey back and see who touches our baby!"

As soon as the order was given, the hunks in the tavern responded heroically in unison—the bartender bent down and took out a hammer from the wine cabinet, the chef wearing a top hat rushed out of the back kitchen with a bone cutter in both hands, and the waiter also came from the upstairs. He took off a large bundle of armor, and the coachman dug out his halberd in the utility room, and came to Coteiro with mixed expressions, and patted his former comrade-in-arms on the shoulder encouragingly.

They took off their street camouflage—and put on military uniforms again. This group of veterans who have been wandering in the fog for many years have never lost their real ability to eat.

Putting on a strong iron hair ring, replaced the long skirt that was inconvenient to move, wearing a gorgeous shirt, vest and trousers, and stepped on leather boots full of spikes - the red hair flew like a flame whip, and he was sassy The charming eldest sister hangs the black twin swords from her waist - once again transformed into the "fire thorns" that echoed everywhere on the battlefield.

"Thank you, Big Sister." Cotelo looked at his comrades who were about to go to the battlefield for him, and his lost heart, which had been rolling in the mud all year round, was suddenly inspired like a forge full of wind by a bellows.

"That's right. I thought you've been in peace for a long time, and you've been abolished long ago—you still look like decent fighters." Gloria applauded vigorously.

"Although it's not as good as when we fought in the fog, but we can survive in Shuangcheng Port. Now we are not a fuel-efficient lamp." Firethorn put his hands on the long table and looked around confidently at the surrounding witches.

"Before entering the dungeon and confronting 'Apocalypse', Miss Witch, I think there are some things I must tell you."

Her waiter came over with a bundle of parchment, spread it flat on the table, and the fire thorns pressed the yellow and missing, but still huge and complicated map of the sewer structure.

"An Rand was built on the ruins of the ancient Antony dynasty's important town - the dungeon left under our feet, which had been in operation for hundreds of years before Leng Hubo's rule. It has experienced the ups and downs of the dynasty several times, and it has occupied a huge city since ancient times. People's mutual aid organizations have also contributed to the unique gang and guild culture of Shuangcheng Port."

"Huge sewers, intricate dark alleys and underground rivers, and even sailing ships - this is the black market and smuggling center of the entire Lenghu, and even the anti-smuggling fleet of Lenghu has connections with them."

"Fire Thorn" winked playfully at Anjaye: "Who do you think is the biggest smuggler?"

"Mayor Fernando?" Anjaye coldly tossed out a name.

"That's right." The proprietress smiled brightly, "Miss Witch really has sharp eyes."

Anjaye was not surprised at all.

Collusion between officials and bandits is, after all, a common historical phenomenon.

If Fernando can manage Shuangcheng Port like an iron barrel, even Leng Hubo is difficult to intervene, he must have the support of local forces-the mayor's strong and powerful wrist, which is connected with the intricate underground society of Ain Rand The root hair, with this root hair—he can suck blood from the kingdom's territory covered by the entire Shuangcheng Port trade network.

"The ancestor of this knight was originally a gang leader. He assisted the Marshall family in the domestic and foreign wars of the kingdom, donated money and goods, and contributed to the noble status."

While looking at the map, An Jiaye recalled the middle-aged knight who had only seen a few times but was extremely impressive.

He couldn't feel the breath of black magic on his body, either it was hidden too well, or it was the white gloves of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Does Vanna know about this?

Even if Mayor Fernando is a local snake, he only needs to pull out the shady snake's tail.

Under the "Ten Covenants" established by the two peninsula legends "Starry Sky Scholar" and "Sleeping Witch", as long as the pilgrim has a legitimate reason to intervene, he will not be able to cover the sky with one hand after all.

The girl suddenly raised her head and questioned Firethorne and the mercenaries behind her.

"Miss Boss, are you ready to uproot 'Apocalypse'?"

"Kotero is my subordinate, and Krapusi is also my child." 'Firethorn' Sia seemed to understand what she meant, and slammed her two swords on the map, "Not to mention the school With Uncle Black Marsh's army here, what am I afraid of?"

An Jiaye met the eyes of the fire thorn, and saw that the other party's face was not hesitant, so he nodded and put the stick of heart bud on the map.

The proprietress would sell favors to her, not only because of Krapussy, but also because she expected that after this turmoil, there would be a huge gap in the territory of the underground forces in Shuangcheng Port. She is not just a woman who is willing to stay dormant in a mere tavern .

This woman dared to bet, so the girl accepted her nomination certificate with peace of mind.

Anjaye began to think about the next battle plan.

"Are there dark rivers and waterways in the old city?"

"Bagpipe, come with me." An Jiaye turned his head to Jana as a gesture.

They came to a hidden corner of the back alley of the tavern, and had a secret conversation under the barrier of Melsa's shadow.

"Jana, have your familiars covered every corner of the city these days?"

"Hey, Senior Sister An, I didn't let you down." Jana lifted up her witch hat confidently, picked up the bagpipe and patted the air bag, expressing her confidence.

"Very good, next, please listen to my request. First, please send out your emissary to call all the pilgrims back to the station, strengthen the defense, and help Luke contact Fanna to confirm her movements; second , inform the old wolf in advance that once the fireworks against the enemy are released, you must resolutely join him, and the third—"

Anjaye took a deep breath.