It was late at night, and six figures came to the streets of Kharkov.

The dress is a bit weird and looks a little chic at night.

Six figures walked across the street, and a homeless man appeared at a corner behind him.

"The Temple of the Gods, the Hidden Practice Society, the Soul-Purification Society, the Demon Hunting Villa, the Ghost Council, the Holy See."

The tramp whispered.

The six juniors walked towards the place where the Eastern Exorcists were staying. The homeless man shook his head. Their magic is a magic that disrupts human nature and is not very suitable for fighting with others. Whether it is to make people pious, guilty, or inspire the original sin in human nature, it is a magic that affects the original id. If the will of the original id is tenacious, those magic will only be futile.

"That little guy from the Temple of Gods should... be able to protect the glory of the European exorcists, right?"

After the homeless man finished sighing, he suddenly found two people sitting on the wall.

Looking confused, a sunny young man wearing a white T-shirt, who is clean and obsessed with cleanliness, and a beautiful and charming woman with blonde hair as a waterfall.

"Mr. Sisyfry, long time no see." The sunshine youth greeted.

"Van Helsing? Why are you here?" The tramp was stunned. The Demon Hunting King, the leader of the Demon Hunting Villa, this exorcist who wanders between white and black, although not the most powerful exorcist in Europe, is the most active.

And it is said that he recently broke through from Jin Yao level and officially became a sacred exorcist.

Van Hessing jumped off the wall and smiled at the homeless man: "I heard that an entrance was knocked out here, and the Ghost Council sent me to see it."

The homeless man nodded.

The other party is the leader of the Demon Hunting Villa, a senator of the Ghost Council, and has an indescribable relationship with the Holy See. This is an exorcist who can eat anywhere. The relationship between the blood clan hidden in the world and him is quite good.

The homeless man said: "Since recently, people from the Black Souls have become active, please pay attention."

Black Soul Cult?

Van Helsing pinched his chin and was a little curious. The figure of the Black Souls also appeared in Great Britain and the Vatican. Those two places were the entrances to Heim's underworld. Why are there also here?

"Why are these guys here?"

"I don't know, I'm dead. Their souls will be automatically broken when used with evil magic and cannot be questioned. However, those evil guys are everywhere. It's not uncommon to appear anywhere." said the homeless man.

Van Helsing withdrew his mind and smiled: "Don't worry about them for now. A few paladins are coming here later. Do you want to meet him?"

The homeless man shook his head. The other party's words were intended to remind himself that since he was removed from the Templars, no one in the Holy See would want to see him.

"No, I'd better leave first."

Sisyfry left, and the blonde looked at Van Helsing and said, "Van, he may have an affair with the Black Souls, and keep a distance from him in the future."

Van Helsing shrugged: "I just fall in love with a saint of the Black Souls. I can't say I have a lot to do with it. Morissa, your teachings are a bit too old-fashioned."

"The news I got was that Sisyfry came with the Black Souls Cult, and the evil spirits of the Black Souls Cult were killed by Neus of the Temple and George William of the Demon Hunting Villa. If Sisyfry had nothing to do with the Black Souls Cult, why not capture the judgment alive early?" Morrisa asked back.

Van Helsing was speechless.

Morisa sneered: "Since you have betrayed, it's unforgivable. Sisyfri is no longer the legendary exorcist in the past."

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...

In a hotel a block away, Shuoyue wiped his sword and saw Chu Qianxun's door open. Chu Qianxun inside was lying on the windowsill and looked out the window.

"Senior Sister Chu, it's 1 o'clock, don't you sleep?"

"I can't sleep. Why don't you rest?"

“It’s rare to have a retreat.”

After answering, Shuoyue glanced at him. There were seven oil lamps on the table in the room. They had been wiped out. In front of them was a piece of paper with intricate lines, like the growing tree.

"Senior Sister Chu is making a calculation?" Zhu Zong's Taoist technique has always been mysterious, and Shuoyue is extremely curious.

"Well, do your homework." Chu Qianxun poured a glass of water for Shuoyue.

Doing homework? Shuoyue didn’t know why Chu Qianxun’s expression was so melancholy.

They also moved into the suite. Shuoyue was next to Chu Qianxun. Seeing that Chu Qianxun was worried and didn't know how to comfort her, she said goodbye and went to bed first.

Chu Qianxun closed his eyes, and the blurry picture that Bu had just calculated appeared again.

Yes, yes, it's just that there are people on this street who are coming to their troubles.

Is it the Wandering Knight Sisyfry?

Chu Qianxun was not sure because the cause and effect line was too blurred and could not see clearly.

After Chu Qianxun thought about it, he decided to send a message to Qin Kun.

After a while, Qin Kun's message came back.

Qin Kun: [It's okay, we haven't sleeped, are we playing cards, are we here?]

Chu Qianxun: [I really don’t prepare for it? I know you’ll have no problem with those people, but what if they have seniors coming? After all, this is their territory.]

Qin Kun saw Chu Qianxun’s anxiety and smiled helplessly. On QQ, a portrait flashed and named “Xuanru”.

Xuanru's close minister.

Five older generations of ghost hunters at the level of the Heavenly Master in China, the only ghost hunter in Europe.

Zuo Jinchen: [Room number?]

Qin Kun replied to the message.

When he first came to Kharkov, Qin Kun sent a message to Zuo Jinchen. He had been having sex for more than 40 minutes and complained, saying that he was not familiar with the place in a foreign land, and that when the war started, he would be bullied.

Zuo Jinchen scolded Qin Kun for being useless and set off at that time.

No one knew where Zuo Jinchen lived, but at this moment, he had already arrived downstairs of the hotel.

Seeing Qin Kun playing with his mobile phone, Wang Qian urged: "Can you concentrate on playing cards?"

Wang Qian was in a good mood and there was a lot of money piled up on the table.

The master has strict rules and bans gambling, but this is not a problem for them. Whoever wins, just use the winning money to do charity. Playing cards means killing time. Since today, the Templars and the exorcists in the Demon Hunting Villa have been released, there is a high probability that they will be troubled at night, so there is a sense of vigilance.

Zhao Feng was in a daze and fell asleep. He was called to play poker. He was in a bad mood, but his luck was pretty good.

Zhao Feng dozed off: "Yes... since you're playing, just have fun. If you leave the stall, go to bed quickly. I've agreed before that whoever loses the most will be vigilant, don't cheat."

Qin Kun lost the most, and felt that he had never won as long as he played money. It was Bai Yi and Qingxuan Temple's true teachings. All the money was lost in the immortal mountain. This time, Miaoshan supported it.

Qin Kun turned a deaf ear to the complaints between the two.

At the end of the game, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Feng was stunned: "Who is it at night? Junior Sister Chu or Junior Sister Shuoyue?"

Wang Qian smiled and said, "I promise it's someone you can't imagine, I'll open the door!"

When Qin Kun sent the message just now, Wang Qian had already secretly glanced at him.

Damn, Zuo Crazy is here! This old guy has been disliked by his master and forced his master out of China. This time he has to leave a good impression in front of him.

Wang Gan opened the door and suddenly heard Qin Kun shouting: "Fatty, go away!"

The door was knocked open by a huge force and kicked it with one foot.
Chapter completed!