Chapter 310 The Strongest Monster Catcher (70)
Look at Zhou Ye now.
For the power of the sword soul, it is like a spinning top that keeps spinning, and it is always moving. You don't have to pump it at all, you can go to the end of the world by yourself.
When I got home, Lucy, who was standing at the door, ran over, her eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes.
"Is there another death in the square? Is it still an outsider?"
Zhou Ye glanced at her, and there were two groups of black and blue under his eyes, and his eyes were red and filled with red bloodshot eyes. It looked like he had been up all night.
She looked at Zhou Ye eagerly, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced. Finally, when she saw Zhou Ye shook his head and gave a negative answer, Lucy's heart that was in her throat finally fell back into her stomach.
Just don’t target outsiders...
All last night, she imagined a harpy with a jagged mouth squatting in front of her window, smashing the glass and breaking in through the window, slicing open her head.
Stayed up all night.
I didn't dare to sleep and stared at the window all night until dawn.
Now that she was fine, she no longer had to be frightened. She had just relaxed for a second when she quickly asked again.
"Who are those who died?"
Zhou Yeli ignored this question and walked into the room directly.
Lucy has long been accustomed to being indifferent, so it doesn't matter, Zhou Ye won't tell her, she can go see it by herself.
On this side, Zhou Ye returned to the house and walked directly into the kitchen.
As expected, Beijun was busy in the kitchen again. He had unlimited energy and could easily work even if he kept working for a month.
The huge house was kept spotless by him, and the little monster with a bit of a mysophobia would force Zhou Ye to take a shower when he got home from time to time.
Zhou Ye didn't go out hunting today, so the little monster graciously let her into the kitchen.
"Today's breakfast is kielbasa and eggs on toast. Wash your hands first."
Zhou Ye walked to him, scooped up a ladle of water, and washed it carefully.
"How do you know about the Huchun Harpy?"
After washing, Zhou Ye asked.
Beijun, who had been busy, suddenly paused for a moment, then returned to normal the next second and continued to crack eggs into the pot. The eggs fell into the pot and quickly stagnated. The sound of "sizzling" oil resounded in the kitchen, and Beijun said lightly.
"I've heard it said before."
After hearing this, Zhou Ye continued to ask.
"Then do you know what the monster likes to eat and where it stays?"
"I don't know."
Beijun shook his head, grabbed the shovel and turned the eggs in the pot.
"Yeah."
Zhou Ye gave up. He had heard that the little monster could also tell the habits of the Huchun harpy, so he thought he would know more.
If you can’t ask, then go find it yourself.
At the moulting stage, the harpy can hide itself, but it will always leave some clues.
At the dinner table, Zhou Ye was chewing toast and silently thinking about the evening's actions.
Beijun, who was sitting opposite her at this time, looked at Zhou Ye's expression quietly, then lowered his head and ate the boiled vegetables on the plate very slowly.
The living room was quiet. When Zhou Ye came back to his senses, he found that the little monster opposite had left the dining table.
Zhou Ye didn't think much, pushed the plate away, stood up and walked out. There was an enchanting figure leaning against the door opposite.
"Little hunter, where are you going?"
Mansha raised her red lips, held a fan in her hand, and shook it gently.
Zhou Ye glanced at her and answered patiently.
"Hunting."
"Hunting again? All the monsters within a hundred miles have run away. Who dares to stay? You should change places."
Zhou Ye looked towards the end of the street and pursed his lips slightly.
"Do one more big job and then leave."
(End of chapter)