The room's lights are dim.

Tang Kong crossed to the exterior wall, and the movement was slight, like a breeze blew by.

The window was locked, and he opened it with a light bounce.

He jumped into the room gently, and there was no sound at all when he landed on the ground.

But just the moment Tang Kong entered the room.

He sensed two faint breaths.

Tang Kong looked over.

Two girls were lying on the bed, as if they had fallen asleep.

But the slightly trembling body and slightly beating eyelids still proved that the two girls were not asleep.

Tang Kong immediately understood that these two white girls were the pure girl who was the one who licked the dog and prepared for the old guy.

Although Tang Kong never acted indecisively, he would not have killed two innocent and poor girls. He immediately wanted to take action and knock them out.

But just as he raised his hand, the girl who was closer suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "Don't hurt us...please, sir..."

“…”

Tang Kong was a little surprised. With his martial arts cultivation, entering here is not only silent, but it is definitely not something that ordinary people can detect.

These two girls have no trace of being beyond ordinary people.

But when he was two meters apart and raising his hand to knock them out, she opened her eyes and begged for mercy.

That is to say, she discovered herself?

Just an accident?

Or why?

"I won't kill you."

Tang Kong paused for a moment, and said in his not fluent English: "I just let you fall asleep and don't want you to see me, that's all..."

The girl on the right also opened her eyes, and immediately showed a desperate look, saying, "But we have seen you."

Tang Kong was speechless and looked at his hand, not knowing whether he should continue to hit.

However, at this moment, the girl on the left said, "Are you coming here trying to find something?"

Tang Kong raised his eyebrows, looked at the girl, and said, "How do you know?"

After a pause, a thought suddenly flashed through Tang Kong's heart and said in his heart: "Superpower? The superpower of reading the mind? Similar to the Buddhist knowledge of the golden body world?"

Just as he was thinking this way, the girl nodded and said, "Yes, sir, we can know the ideas of many people. Although they are not very clear, they can know the exact direction."

Tang Kong said: "Do you know where the thing I am looking for?"

The girl shook her head slightly and said, "We only know the direction of one idea."

Tang Kong finally understood that these two girls could vaguely understand the direction people thought, but did not know the specific content.

"I'm looking for a painting, an ancient scroll from a distant eastern country. Have you seen it?"

"No."

“…”

Tang Kong thought it was easier to search this room.

But the girl on the right said, "Sir, there is nothing you want to look for in this room."

Tang Kong showed surprise and said, "No?"

The girl on the left nodded and said, "Not here."

Tang Kong asked: "So where is it?"

The two girls looked at each other and then said, "In Digsha's treasure chest, but the treasure chest is not here, and we don't know where it is."

Tang Kong suddenly felt that it was equivalent to not asking.

The girl on the right said again: "We can ask Digsha. Even if he is unwilling to answer us, we can know a direction."

Tang Kong raised his eyebrows.

The girl on the left said, "But we need you to kill him."

Tang Kong's eyes were slightly condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The two girls looked at each other again, and then the girl on the right lifted the quilt and sat up.

Tang Kong was stunned.

She was not wearing any clothes.

Do not treat it inappropriately.

"We are the witches in the town of Dab."

The girl said, "My name is Monica, she is Evange. This demon killed our teacher and wanted to occupy our bodies..."

Tang Kong rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Two things, first, I want that painting, second, I can kill the Marquis of the Dark Night. But other than that, there is nothing else, and I am not sure that I can save you safely in the hands of more than forty mercenaries."

Evanlin begged: "We only need the blood of the demon to avenge the teacher."

Tang Kong was about to continue speaking.

He heard footsteps.

The breath of the Marquis of Dark Night.

"Shh!"

Tang Kong raised his finger, made a silence, pointed out of the door, and signaled that everything would return to its original state.

Then he jumped gently, climbed up to the roof, and restrained all his breath.

The two girls, not really ignorant girls, lay back on the bed, closed their eyes, but their breathing was a little quicker, and their heartbeat was faster than before.

The door opened gently.

Digsha walked in.

This white old man is considered a strong man and is filled with a strong aura.

"It's so strong in body sensation..."

Tang Kong held his breath slightly and looked down at the bottom.

He tried his best to make his eyes very dull, as if nothing.

His breath, his breath, and everything under the innate Taixu Zi Qi Gong technique became extremely smooth and almost invisible.

As long as this old guy doesn't like to look up and see if he has nothing to do, he won't be exposed.

However, the two girls in the room were lying naked on the bed, and as long as they were not blind, their eyes would not look to the ceiling.

The white old man's eyes fell on the bed and suddenly became very excited.

"His Marquis."

Monica suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the old man full of beastly light, and said, "Have you ever heard a legend?"

When Digsha heard this, he stopped and asked, "What legend?"

Monica said: "If you want to be with a witch, you need a precious item, otherwise it will bring you endless bad luck."

When Digsha heard this, he couldn't help laughing, looking very disdainful and arrogant, and said, "The leader of the Dark Witch Castle is a god-like existence. I am the messenger of God. There is no god who dares to put His bad luck on the messenger of another god."

Evanlin said again: "But in the legend, someone must bear the bad luck."

Digsha asked, “What kind of precious items do you need?”

Evanlin said: "An ancient painting from a distant eastern country."

When Digsha heard this, he was stunned.

Somehow, he always felt that these two witches mentioned an ancient painting from a distant Eastern country, which was completely different from the objects he remembered.

"wrong!"

A sudden uneasy thought arose in Digsha's mind.

Then I heard a gust of wind.

Then there was a severe pain on his head.

It seemed as if a spear pierced his head.

That's not a spear.

That was a finger.
Chapter completed!