The orange cat is squatting on the chandelier in the sewing machine hall.

The person in gray robe sitting next to the black tail reflected in the pupils of the orange cat... was exactly the man in gray robe sitting next to the black tail.

"This is the essence that controls the grey fog of this city, which doesn't look very similar in appearance."

Qiao Xiu stared at the man in gray robe below through the orange cat's vision.

The scent of gray mist emitted from her body was confirmed to be sure that this guy was not a judge or something, but was more like a messenger.

"She acted differently from the messenger we've met?"

Qianmian was the first to discover the existence of this man in gray robe. She had been observing the other party for a long time before Qiao Xiu came.

The two messengers who had been in contact with Qianmian, angry and hatred were slightly irritable regardless of their personalities.

"What's more important is that the arcade rocker is not injected with the power of faith." Qianmian stared at the man in gray robe holding the left hand of the rocker. "Her hands have been purified by the power of faith, but there is still no reaction."

"Qianmian put away the cat's claws first."

Qiao Xiu handed over the control of the orange cat to the dark elf. The dark elf made the orange cat slowly approach the man in gray robe, so that the orange cat had already shown its sharp claws.

The next second, the other party will be given an experience of being cut by an orange cat's throat.

"She doesn't seem to find our existence..."

"But can a cat really kill the messenger?" Xili asked a question on the side and made Qianmian hesitate for a moment.

"I'll let her lose her ability to react."

When facing anything related to gray fog, Qian always takes the most ruthless move. It can be said that he uses any means to eliminate gray fog.

The orange cat just turned over and jumped onto the beam above the arcade machine, so that Qianmian could see clearly the appearance under the gray robe, but the moment he saw clearly, Qianmian's murderous intent rose in his heart was slightly reduced.

"Huh... Qiao Xiu, she looks a bit like your sister."

Xiri also approached the picture on the magic network interface, and through the orange cat's vision, he could clearly see the face of the person under the gray robe.

Although it cannot be said that it is 100% similar, there is a little like Fuya on her eyebrows and nose, and she looks more like the fourth princess of the Demon World.

And her pale complexion was also hers, just like the Creator forgot to paint her, which was also unique to Fuya, but the color of her pupils was vermilion red, while Fuya's pupils were dark purple.

"It's a bit subtle, but it should be a coincidence... right?"

What made Qiao Xiu feel a little ashamed was that... In fact, because he hadn't seen his sister for almost a month, Qiao Xiu could only recognize Fu Ya in terms of skin color and pupil characteristics.

"The judge has the ability to become the appearance of others, and the messenger has no reason not to possess it. This may be a disguise." Qianmian said.

"But that quilt sperm... isn't right. Qiao Xiu's sister has always lived in the castle of the Demon Realm. She also let her quilt show her face during the live broadcast. Even if someone knows about her appearance, why did Huiwu pretend to be her... and it doesn't look like this."

Xili soon discovered a loophole in Qianmian's words.

"Anyway, I met a messenger who was a little like my sister, probably a coincidence."

While Qiao Xiu was discussing this matter with Qianmian and Xili, the man in gray robe suddenly let go of the rocker he was holding.

"Is it exposed?" The orange cat's sharp claws controlled by Qianmian had already left scratches on the beams under the meat ball.

She was really ready to cut the neck of the person below.

"I guess it's because the game coins were used up?" Qiao Xiu stared at the other party, and there were indeed traces of burning by the power of faith in her palm.

This further affirms that this girl is not a ‘human’, but a creature made up of gray fog.

"She also brought her wallet, and she looked like a little girl who had been lost and mistakenly entered the underground arcade hall... Should we hand her over to the law enforcement officer next?" Xiri asked in a low voice.

"There is no law enforcement officer in this city, so it would be better to say that she is the law enforcement officer in this city." Qiao Xiu said.

Qianmian ignored the daily fighting trough between the two couples, staring at the guy below.

As Qiao Xiu predicted, the reason why she stopped playing was that there was no game coins. She took out a container that was sewn like some cloth, turned the opening of the container upside down and shook it.

This action is obviously to take out your wallet and search for the money you carry.

As the ruler of this city, Gray Mist, as Gray Mist incarnated, actually pays these human money like domestic animals.

This seems to be an incredible thing to Qianmian.

"I've used up my money, it's time to go home, right?"

Xiri looked at her holding the wallet in her hand and shook several times, and found that nothing inside fell out and then closed the wallet in her hand.

But the next second the man in gray robe suddenly raised his head and looked at the orange cat standing on the eaves.

"Has it been discovered?" Qianmian's hand was already on the mouse. As long as she gently pressed the left button of the mouse, the orange cat would attack to cut her throat.

The man in gray robe stretched out his left hand directly to the orange cat. Qianmian subconsciously thought that this was the other party's attack, but the next second she said made Qianmian's movement slightly stop.

"Servant, give me the money."

“…”

Qianmian was silent for a short while when he heard this sentence. If Fuya had made this request, Qianmian would probably take out all his dowry.

But below is just a gray mist incarnation that looks a bit like Fuya.

"Now the soul link with this orange cat is Qianmeng. You still have the breath of a judge... So she treats the orange cat as a judge from time to time?"

Qiao Xiu knew that this dark elf had served in the Inquisition for a while, and even now, Qianmeng had not completely escaped from the erosion of the gray fog.

In this city corroded by grey fog, grey fog will create helpers and servants like judges, and will not surprise Qiao Xiu.

"Even if Qianmian has the smell of a judge, she is asking for money from a cat, which is a bit unreasonable."

Xili stared at the man in gray robe below through the magic net interface. Her expression still did not change much. She stared at the orange cat standing on the eaves, as if waiting for the orange cat to take out a handful of gold coins from an invisible pocket.

"She seems to be able to communicate with her, so let me communicate with her."

Qiao Xiu took back the control of the keyboard and mouse from Qianmian's hand, jumped directly from the beam, stood above the arcade, looking down at the man in gray robe below.

Before Qiao Xiu could speak to this guy, she looked at the orange cat tilting her head with some confusion, then took back her left hand and stretched out her right hand.

"Brother, I will exchange tokens for me and humans."
Chapter completed!