My Archangel

Constantly calming his emotions in his mind, the facial muscles on Qiao Wen's face that were still a bit stiff gradually eased back.

"Do business first...Although there is still a whole day left, it shouldn't be wasted at the beginning. The quilt is still in a dangerous situation. I have to..."

Taking a deep breath, a certain quilt angel who had taken away his 100,000 years of vitality appeared in his mind. Qiao Wen stood up from the corner with his support on the wall, and refocused his eyes on the study not far away.

At this moment, although the safety of this cabin has been analyzed through the simplest logic, for some reason, Qiao Wen still feels something is wrong.

'Here is the territory of the demon, nothing will happen, here is the territory of the demon, nothing will happen...'

With twelve minutes of vigilance, he leaned against the wall, slowed his breathing, lowered his footsteps, and while hypnotizing himself in his heart, he moved along the dark corridor.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Then, just after Qiao Wen had already used the role of self-suggestion to the extreme in his mind, he was suddenly stunned after walking to a position close to the door of the study.

Because this time, after approaching the study, he obviously heard a strange sob constantly coming from the room.

It was as if a boy was crying in a low voice.

Although the voice sounds faint, but... it does exist.

'…grass.'

His eyes widened suddenly, his heartbeat speeded up suddenly, and Qiao Wen froze in his movements, completely frozen in place.

At this moment, he had realized that besides himself in this room at this time... it seemed that there was really something else.

'I remember Ah Jiu's voice... it's not like this...'

After swallowing again, Qiao Wen maintained his posture against the wall, poked his head tentatively, and leaned on the door of the study, looking at the scenery inside the study.

Then he noticed that at this moment, beside the desk in the center of the room, there was standing a long and thin shadow with strange limbs, which looked a little hunched.

Even though the outline can only be vaguely seen from this distance, Qiao Wen quickly determined... it was definitely not Ah Jiu.

But... if it weren't for Ah Jiu, who would it be?

"...!"

This doubt appeared almost instinctively in his mind, and Qiao Wen's whole body was slightly numb.

Looking at the direction of the desk again, Qiao Wen wanted to see more clearly, but... his night vision ability has a limit, quite weak.

At best, I can barely see things about three meters away in this kind of hut without a light source. As for the farther places, it looks very blurred.

However, what made Qiaowen helpless was that the area of ​​this forest hut was really large.

Among other things, the length and width of the study room with dozens of bookshelves lined up in a single room of this dimensional demon is probably dozens of times the night vision distance at this time.

In this situation, unless Qiao Wen himself approached a little closer to the desk, otherwise, he could not see the true face of the dark shadow at all.

'Is this... an evil spirit?'

There was a moment of silence, and the expression on Qiao Wen's face became more and more surprised as he withdrew his gaze calmly.

He could roughly guess what the "that" was in the study, which was making a weird cry at this time.

Warcraft, fierce beasts, beasts, demented life forms, resurrectors, evil spirits...

In this world, besides the gods, there were only a few things that Qiao Wen could call.

In this situation, Qiao Wen's judgment is obviously inclined to the answer of "evil spirit".

In terms of the degree of mystery and the degree of danger alone, evil spirits are indeed among the best in everything.

But... Qiao Wen had never seen the evil spirits who dared to sneak into the house of the Witch.

Still that sentence, let's die?

Perhaps for ordinary people like Qiao Wen who have no power to bind a chicken, evil spirits are quite dangerous.

But if compared with the gods currently standing at the apex of all living things, the so-called evil spirits are probably no different from bugs that can be crushed to death with one finger.

'This guy, sneaking to the Victoria Witch's house at night, I'm afraid it's not going to be crazy.'

'...In short, let's look at the situation first.'

The eyebrows were furrowed together. Although Qiao Wen felt that the evil spirit hiding in the study was stupid at this time and sobbing, he honestly moved away and hid farther from the study door, and began to observe in secret. .

How to put it, Vina is Vina, and his Qiao Wen is Qiao Wen.

In the face of this evil spirit that can't be handled by oneself, one should avoid it or avoid it.

'It has been mentioned in several books about evil spirits. Because existence itself is a defect, the behavior of evil spirits is usually illogical, and most evil spirits have very poor patience and will not be in the same way. Staying in one place for too long... I will first see if I can wait for the evil spirit out, and then make plans.'

Squatting behind a seat that could barely be called an obstacle, Qiao Wen thought so.

Now for him, the study that needs to be explored the most is occupied by a strange evil spirit, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

According to common sense, you can change your mind a little at this time, and it is a good choice to go to other places first.

For example, Qiao Wen was listed as a laboratory as important as the study.

However, thinking of another weird sight from the laboratory... Qiao Wen finally gave up this decision.

He is in a complicated mood now.

What is happening?

There seemed to be strange things in the two rooms that needed to be explored most at the moment, leaving him at a loss.

As soon as the emotional witch left, this small house became a vegetable market?

Something weird started to appear?

Come out in pairs in the gods’ house, isn’t this a bit too much?

"Ha... Anyway, it's too dangerous to walk around in the dark now. I have to stay calm and observe the situation first.'

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen sighed silently, and chose to wait in place to see if the current situation would change over time.

Then, time passed slowly.

Clang, clang, clang——

I don't know how long I waited. In such a silent night, the sound of a pendulum struck suddenly broke the calm of the whole cabin.

The pendulum rang three times in succession, and the time had come to three o'clock in the morning without knowing it.