[MTL, BL] My Cards Are Perfect (Unlimited)

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"It's nothing." The blacksmith replied, "Occasionally, I have to go through the dungeon alone."

If Su Mingxuan didn't know that Qingyu's death was related to the blacksmith, he would probably believe it.

He doesn't often pay attention to the changes in the standings, and Jiushan just entered the top 100, which is not very noticeable. Su Mingxuan doesn't know if something happened to the other party, but judging from the reaction of the blacksmith, Jiushan estimates that Died in a copy.

"Really?" But the blacksmith was reluctant to say it, and Su Mingxuan didn't dismantle him. He just asked, "Why are you here? Did you come in the same group as me?"

"Probably." He closed his eyes and looked at the puppet in his hand, "Are you looking for a puppet master?"

Su Mingxuan waved the puppet he was holding to the other side, shrugged, and said, "Obviously." The

puppet turned around. With his plastic eyeballs, he raised his head to look at Su Mingxuan who was holding him, then looked at the blacksmith opposite him, and shuddered.

When the youth mentioned Jiushan, the blacksmith's expression could be said to be quite scary, and the gloomy face that had no spirit in the first place was even more terrifying. I know if the boss felt it, but she felt it, that kind of terrifying murder with eyes.

She wanted to speak to remind her, but remembering Su Mingxuan's gesture just now, she swallowed what she wanted to say.

Since the boss asked about Jiushan, he must know something. No matter how the blacksmith looks like this, it doesn't seem to be a problem, and...

the puppet master raised his furry claws and rubbed his face.

And when the blacksmith appeared, the boss's words stopped. If the death of the third place had nothing to do with the blacksmith, there was no need to stop. After all, if the blacksmith really entered the dungeon in the same batch as the boss, the boss would know How could the blacksmith not know about the news, and there is no need to hide anything. The changes in the standings are news that everyone in the main city will know.

Either the blacksmith did not enter the dungeon through normal means and could not know the news of Qingyu's death, or the boss didn't want the blacksmith to know that he had learned the news.

In a word, no matter which aspect, the blacksmith's problem is very big.

"Why did the blacksmith come here?" Su Mingxuan continued what he had just done, dusting the puppet. The puppet master stayed here for a few days. A place that no one cleaned was naturally a lot of dust, making the puppet all over the place. Dirty. "Why is Lai here? That's why I am." The blacksmith said, "After all, our dungeon

tasks are the same, right?"

"That's right." His fingers tapped

a few times, "Let's go together, if two people search for clues together, it will definitely be much faster than one person." The

puppet received the boss's signal, taking advantage of Su Mingxuan's back to the blacksmith, He raised his finger in a direction.

"This way, I'll go this way," Su Mingxuan pointed in the direction the puppet master indicated, "you go over there."

He pointed to the other side.

"Ah, of course," Su Mingxuan said. "If you want to go here, it's no problem. I'll change with you, or the blacksmith wants to go another way? After all, there are many ways to go here." The