Monster Paradise

Pfister Star in August is at its hottest, and it is also a dry season when rain is rare.

The average temperature during the day is above 40 degrees, but at night it will drop to about 20 degrees. Even for ordinary people, the night is more comfortable, let alone practitioners.

Moreover, looking up is the sky full of stars, rarely see the starry sky.

Lin Huang and his party stationed the resident of the knife league here, the main reason is that this planet is the closest to the transfer point from the gravel world to the great world.

Lin Huang lay on the roof, silently looking at the strange starry sky above his head.

He quickly identified other planets in the nearby Demon Hunting Starfield, and also found the planet where a suspected teleportation point was located.

The teleporter planet and Pfister star are located in the same star system, although it is only a dwarf planet, and it is far from the star, and the reflected light is relatively weak. But it is too close to Pfister, it can still be observed by the naked eye.

Lin Huang had just found the planet that was suspected to be a teleportation point, and was about to explore his spiritual mind to confirm it, and his communicator suddenly vibrated.

He clicked on the communication page, and it was a message from an unfamiliar number.

"Are you in the Demon Hunting Starfield now?"

Lin Huang stared for a moment, and a thin figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Yang Ling?!"

He likes to use an unfamiliar number to contact him, and he can directly lock his coordinate position. The only person he can think of is Yang Ling, who is also a traverser.

When he was about to reply to a message to ask if the other party was Yang Ling, another message came.

This time it was another stranger.

"Don't reply to me. The message just now is just to reconfirm your current location."

Almost at the same time, another stranger sent a message.

"See you tomorrow morning and talk again when you meet. (Don't reply

After closing the communication page, Lin Huang frowned slightly.

It seems that Yang Ling is in serious trouble, otherwise he would not be so cautious.

He still clearly remembered the last time Yang Ling sent a message, more than four months ago. At that time, I was in retreat, and it took almost two months before I saw the news from him. At that time, the call back was already empty.

What makes me even more concerned is that at the time, Yang Ling only sent one sentence-"Help me take care of the red makeup..."

At that time, he even suspected that Yang Ling had something wrong.

Fortunately, more than four months have passed, and finally I have received a message from Yang Ling again.

This made Lin Huang feel a little relieved, at least a message was sent to prove that Yang Ling should be in a safe state for the time being.

"What the **** is going on, I'll know when we meet tomorrow morning." Lin Huang muttered to himself.

Taking a look at the time, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning.

He flashed back to the bedroom, took a short shower, and fell asleep.

In fact, with his current strength, his physical body is not dusted at all, and he does not need sleep.

It was just habit. When he was not practicing, he still maintained the original habits of eating, sleeping, and bathing.

Early the next morning, Lin Huang got up early.

After some washing, it was not six o'clock in the morning.

The reason why I woke up so early was because I had an appointment to meet with Yang Ling in the early morning, and on the other hand, I wanted to try the breakfast in a small restaurant.

The breakfast shop was too busy in the morning, and Lin Huang was reluctant to line up, so he chose to get up early.

After he finished washing up here, he swept away his spiritual thoughts and found that the breakfast shop had just opened. A flash, appeared directly at the entrance of the breakfast shop.

After ordering the two-drawer signature buns and a bowl of porridge, Lin Huang sat down and waited patiently for the buns to be served.

Less than two seconds after he sat down, a figure suddenly appeared.

Seeing the incoming person, Lin Huang was completely stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Why are you? Where's Yang Ling?"

The person here is amazingly red makeup!

Lin Huang looked up and down, the red makeup was also different from before, and the whole temperament changed drastically.

Not only did she lose the usual enchantment, she didn't even wear the red dress, but put on a green dress, and there was a faint worry between her eyebrows.

"Yang Ling... is dead..." Hong Zhuang hesitated for a while before speaking out.

"Yang Ling is dead?!" Lin Huang felt a little unbelievable, and narrowed his eyes to look at Hong Zhuang, "Who is the one who sent me the message in the early morning?"

"It's me." Hong Zhuang said, and a screenshot of three messages popped up.

The screenshot showed that it was indeed sent from her side.

"Then how do you locate my position?! My communicator is clearly located in a closed state." Lin Huang questioned again. In his impression, only Yang Ling had this method. It's useless even if the location of your own communicator is turned off.

"Before he died, he transferred the gold finger to me." When Hong Zhuang said this, Lin Huang kept staring at her, but it didn't look like he was lying.

Lin Huang knew about Yang Ling and Hongzhuang's close relationship. But he didn't think that Yang Ling would easily tell Hong Zhuang about the traverser and Golden Finger. After all, he had been betrayed before, and it was very difficult to trust someone wholeheartedly.

However, Hong Zhuang's statement made Lin Huang feel a little convinced.

Because in a mortal state, Yang Ling is likely to make follow-up arrangements. In order to prevent predators from obtaining their own golden fingers, transferring the golden fingers to others in advance sounds like something Yang Ling would do. The recipient of this gold finger is Hongzhuang, which is also completely logical. After all, the two are intimate lovers.

Although theoretically speaking, cheaters can only be used by those who cross. But Yang Ling's golden finger is not in a complete state after all, and with his own IQ and ability, it is not impossible to find a way to transfer the golden finger to Hongzhuang.

"He asked me to come to you." Hong Zhuang did not avoid Lin Huang's scrutiny eyes at all. "He also said that in this world, the only person he can trust is you."

Hearing these words, Lin Huang fell into deep thought.

This sounded a little numb, but it was really like what Yang Ling would say before he died, it shouldn't be made up by Hongzhuang.

"How did he die?" Lin Huang asked again after finishing his thoughts.

"As soon as we arrived in the big world, we were actually spotted by predators. Yang Ling's gold fingers are just debris, and the person who looted his gold fingers can sense the approximate position. So in the past few years in the big world, we have been On the run."

"Almost four and a half months ago, the person who plundered Yangling's golden fingers personally took action. It was a master god, and easily locked our hiding position... Yang Ling sensed that the layers of arrangement he set up were easily cracked, and knew that the other party came to the door. Coming, so he transferred all the secret information in the cheat sheet and brain to me, and then sent me out."

"So you didn't see Yang Ling dead with your own eyes?" Lin Huang asked.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I can be sure of this." Hongzhuang explained patiently, "I can sense the golden finger, and his remaining breath has been completely annihilated."

"Don't worry that the golden finger in my body will attract the main god. When Yang Ling transferred the golden finger into my body, he completely reset the golden finger. Although that reset caused the golden finger to lose a great deal Some of them have functions, but they have also cut off the connection with the original golden finger. Otherwise, I would have been caught for more than four months."

"Let's find a place to talk in detail." Lin Huang glanced at the steamed steamed buns, and simply let the lady boss make them.

Carrying breakfast, Lin Huang brought Hong Zhuang back to the Dao League station.