"The power of the new Lord will spread throughout the city." Dee Yousheng said again.

Han Yu tried his best not to twitch his face. If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have wanted to beat the priest in front of him and say a lot of nonsense.

"Okay, go out with me." Hee Yousheng was indeed not wary of Han Yu, but he didn't want to say much about the day of sacrifice.

"Okay." Han Yu knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he had to give up for the time being.

Afterwards, Han Yu followed Shi Yousheng and moved around Zicang City. He seemed to be wandering around casually, but he walked through one-fifth of Zicang City's urban area and stayed at more than a dozen places for a few minutes.

When he returned to the apartment again, He Yousheng seemed a little depressed. According to the player's physique, this level of exercise would not affect his spirit, not to mention that he was still a player in his 40s.

But Han Yu has been following him all the time and has not noticed that he has done something that has consumed energy.

The members of the black ice who had been hanging far behind naturally did not find anything. They just carefully checked every place where they stayed, hoping to find some clues.

After returning to the apartment, Han Yu was about to leave. Today he only got time. Let’s talk about the information next time.

The reason is still secretly released by myself, and it is difficult to explain if it has been released for too long.

But the priest directly refused: "Zi Cang City is about to change, you just need to follow me. At this time, exposure will be exposed, just delay it for three days."

"This..." Han Yu didn't expect that there were three days left to be the day of sacrifice, and Death Yousheng already had this kind of confidence.

"Zhao Yi, what the Priest is saying is definitely right. We have already cleaned up a room for you, right next to the Priest. You can just follow the Priest these days." Qi Jiu said hurriedly.

"Okay, I also want to learn more about the future knowledge with the captain." Han Yu nodded.

Han Yu did not plan to stay here for more time. If he could not get the specific information tomorrow, Han Yu would prepare to let Hei Bing come in and destroy everyone here.

At that time, I could only see if a priest, Soul Search, would be useful.

But at noon the next day, Han Yu finally waited for the turn.

In the morning, I only heard the sound of leaving the team walking. It was probably because Xue Shan and others were out and they didn't come back until noon, but when I came back, I had another step.

More than thirty minutes later, Han Yu's black phone rang, and it was a strange number.

Curiously, a hurried voice came from the opposite side: "Brother Zhao Yi, save me! Save me!"

"Who are you?" Han Yu asked.

"I am Yuanlin, Yuanlin! I am in the apartment now, please tell the captain, don't kill me! Save me."

Han Yu didn't say a word, just listened quietly to Zhang Lin's call for help.

"Please, if I die, the next material will be you."

Han Yu touched his chin and said, "Call Shanhai and ask for help."

I don’t know when Zhang Lin actually had his own contact information, but he did give it to the rest of the team.

"No, I have a mark. I'll die directly by calling."

After saying that, a knocking sound came from the opposite side of the microphone: "Okay, right? Hurry up Yuanlin."

Han Yu could hear it through the microphone, it was Qi Jiu's voice.

"Okay, Sister Qi Jiu." Zhang Lin tried his best to calm his voice, and finally asked for help from the microphone and hung up the phone.

Han Yu put down his phone and did not rush to move. Instead, he recalled Zhang Lin's words.

"Materials... Ask for help, Bloody Shrimp is going to kill him?"

Han Yu didn't want to save him much. He had already joined the new bishop, and it was only a matter of death.

But his words will also become the material, which makes Han Yu feel attentive. What material is it?

After five minutes of time in the room, Han Yu quickly ran downstairs.

The living room was empty and should have been taken to the basement.

Han Yu ran to Qi Jiu's room and kept knocking on the basement entrance in his memory. Not long after, the basement opened.

The one who opened the door was Guiyi: "Brother Zhao Yi, what's wrong."

Gui Yi was still covered with sputtering blood on his body, and what he was doing just now was self-evident.

"What are you doing? Where is the garden!" Han Yu made his voice angry and rushed towards the basement.

"Oh, don't go down!" Guiyi's hand began to swell, trying to grab Han Yu, but stopped in an instant. Han Yu can't afford to offend him now.

Seeing that there was no stop, Han Yu quickly ran to the basement.

On the table where they had lunch before, a big hole was broken in Zhang Lin's body and chest, and blood was flowing out continuously, and then controlled by blood clots into a transparent bottle.

Han Yu looked familiar with this bottle, which was the same as the small bottle in the middle of the formation in the dungeon.

And the blood from Zhang Lin's body was obtained. No wonder the new bishop was so anxious to recruit people. What is the purpose of recruiting so many low-level players like this?

Apart from being a good talent like yourself, you can only become a material, and this seems to be a person who has become a degenerate career.

"Captain! What are you doing?" Han Yu, who had figured it out, quickly roared.

Xue Shan then raised her head and looked at Han Yu: "Zhao Yi, go up first, and I will chat with you after I finish my work."

At this time, Zhang Lin, who was lying on the table, also turned his head over: "Save me, save me..."

"Isn't dead yet?" Han Yu murmured in his heart. He clearly saw a wound in his heart, and maybe this is the player's ability to survive.

"That's our family, captain, how could you treat him like this?" Han Yu rushed to the table quickly and looked at the movements that wanted to stop Hemocyan.

Blood Shan hurriedly put away the small blood bottle, and his eyes became cold: "Zhao Yi, this is the most important thing now, don't stop it."

"No, even if I die today, I will still keep him. The captain said that the new bishop is the brothers and sisters, why do you want to kill your own people!"

Zhang Lin, who was lying on the table, had red eyes. He just found it by chance in the dungeon, and the four seemed to want to kill him.

In despair, he had no choice but to call Han Yu. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi, who was so cold to him last time, would really come to save him.

He trembledly stretched out his hand to hold Han Yu's wrist: "Thank you, brother."

"Don't worry, I will definitely save you." Han Yu said encouragement at his bleeding wound.

"Zhao Yi!" Xue Shan said in a cold tone: "The most important thing is the day of sacrifice now, so don't worry about this."

"No, he is my brother, I must take care of it! What he told me, if you kill him, the next one will be me, either we will die together or live together."

Speaking of this, Zhang Lin held Han Yu's hand and exerted force. Looking at his bleeding wound, hesitated and said.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you. I lied to you. You have good talent and will not be used as material. You should leave. I shouldn't implicate you."

When Zhang Lin saw Han Yu's appearance, she seemed to feel guilty that she dragged Han Yu into the water and slowly let go of the hand that grabbed Han Yu.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Han Yu sucked over with a big game: "You are bleeding too much, so you are dizzy! Good talent is just a little better material!"

"Ah?" Zhang Lin, who was slapped in a big game, was a little confused. The captain's meaning was that as long as he didn't care, there would be nothing he had. Is there really a saying of high-quality materials?

"but……"

"But what, but! You forgot that we are brothers!"

Zhang Lin felt his nose sore. I don’t know if it was thrusting by Han Yu or moved. Anyway, tears couldn’t help but gushing out.

"Zhao Yi, don't meddle in other people's business. Although God's Chosen has a good talent, if it hinders the plan for the sacrifice day, there is only one way to die." Xue Shan looked at Han Yu's stubbornness and could only remind him again.

"Captain, it's enough for you to take a little blood. Why do you still have to kill people? Isn't this our brother?"

"Only blood is not enough, and his soul is needed as the lead to truly activate the formation. If you don't want to really become a high-quality material, it's best not to worry too much."

"So that's how it is." Han Yu murmured in his heart. No wonder Qin Chenghe told himself two days ago that he had indeed solved a formation from the pattern he gave, but he had no idea what it was for.

Even if it is completely replicated, there is no way to start it.

The main reason is that they don’t know what the blood dripped from the blood clots in the end is. It turns out that this is the key to activate the formation.

"I..." Han Yu finally began to hesitate after hearing the words of Bloody Shan.

"Brother, go quickly, don't worry about me." Zhang Lin seemed to have recovered a little, covering the place where Han Yu had just been pumped, afraid that he would persuade him to leave again and eat another Bidu.

Han Yu didn't want to leave, but was waiting for death to come. When he came down, he deliberately made a running sound, so he couldn't notice it.

Sure enough, the Blood Cypress, who had just glared at him, suddenly bowed to the back.

"Master, we are collecting materials."

Han Yu also held Zhang Lin's hand again: "Impossible brother! I will never let you die!"

"What's going on?" Di Yousheng asked as he looked at the excited Han Yu.

"He wants to stop us... from collecting materials, and we don't know what to do."

"Then don't collect it." Death Yousheng waved his hand: "It's just a piece of material."

The priest made the decision so readily that no one expected it.

Isn’t this thing very important? Otherwise, why wouldn’t Blood Shan rather offend me than let Zhang Lin go?

It ended so easily, so how could I continue to make trouble?

Unexpectedly, Bloody Shrimp is even more anxious than himself: "But the priest, what should we do with our mission?"

"The same is true for one or two hundred low-level monsters, I will explain it for you." Death Yousheng said casually.

"Thank you, priest!" Xue Shan felt relieved when she heard this and patted Zhang Lin lying on the table: "Okay, you are lucky. With a brother as good as Zhao Yi, get up."
To be continued...