Because it was a bit long, his impression of this girl was a little blurred. He just vaguely remembered that her bangs covered her left eye and there was a tear mole under her right eye. What he was good at was physical skills.

By the way, she also likes to draw sketches of portraits.

Mo Yun was silent for a moment and looked at the last familiar name, Chi Muyun.

Ranking 85.

Mo Yun was silent for a moment. According to the rules, twenty of the 100 investigators would be eliminated, which means that those who ranked eighty would all die.

His feelings for her were very complicated, and he felt like a friend he had known for a long time, and a bit like his spiritual pillar. Before joining the academy, Chi Muyun was undoubtedly very important to him.

But after joining the academy, he met more friends, and investigators with similar experiences as him. He joined the seventh team and entered the secret realm to fight... and his contact with Chi Muyun gradually became less.

"Where are you now? Are you looking at the rankings now?"

Mo Yun's pupils contracted slightly.

My heart was filled with excitement.

"Brother Mo, you said before that you are separated from your companions, right?"

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, his attention shifted from the rankings, and opened his eyes. A refreshed girl was squatting in front of him, staring at him with a bright look.

Looking up close, her facial features are delicate, her big eyes are bright, and her lips have a confident smile.

"Ling'er."

Only then did he notice that the people who were originally gathering in the hall had dispersed, and it seemed that Ling'er's speech and position arrangement had ended.

"Yes, that's right." He nodded.

"Is your companion as powerful as you?" Ling'er asked.

Hearing this question, Xie Xunyang next to him also turned his head curiously and looked at him.

"Yes." Mo Yun hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Then... will you leave here in the future?" Ling'er asked in a low voice.

"Well, I'm going to see other places and try to meet with them as soon as possible."

Mo Yun's expression became much stronger.

"Then I suggest that Brother Mo follow the caravan to act together, because they often walk through the ruins and have connections with many shelters." Ling'er said, "The caravan comes about once a month. Calculate the time, and it is estimated that it will be in one or two days."

"Cargoyle?" Mo Yun nodded, "I understand."

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Ling'er on the shoulder: "The speech just now was very good."
Chapter completed!