It was not appropriate to ask about other people's private affairs, so the girl followed him to a desolate and secluded house.
The ceiling was rotten and moldy, and the paintings were faded and yellowed.
Ruan Mian went into the first floor and the door suddenly closed.
"Senior Brother Song?"
The man walked slowly towards her. Although he was smiling, there was something wrong with his eyes. There was a dangerous and predatory look in his deep pupils.
The girl backed away until she was against the wall.
Song Wenjing bent down, lifted her chin with his fingers, and looked at her carefully.
"This skin looks good, it suits my taste. I haven't seen it in many years. Why don't you peel it off and give it to me?"
"What's the meaning?"
The man didn't answer and just unbuckled his belt. His slightly pale muscles were smooth and firm.
Full of explosive power, his chest pressed against the girl's cheek was burning hot, causing her to close her eyes and struggle.
"Oh, it's not a pity to let me have a taste before I die."
Senior Brother Song would never say such frivolous words.
She opened her eyes. "Who are you?"
Phantom laughed, "What a slow-witted little girl. It's too late to realize it now."
The other person's hot breath sprayed on the girl's earlobe, becoming more and more excessive.
Ruan Mian struggled to break free, then drew his sword and slashed the man's neck.
He was facing Song Wenjing's face, handsome as the wind, but in an incongruous way he stretched out his slender tongue, rolled the blood drop into his mouth and swallowed it.
The girl slashed at him, but Shadow caught it with his bare hands, and the already low-quality sword was easily broken.
"Don't worry, I will make your death very comfortable and painless."
Ruan Mian was imprisoned in his arms, with her wrists tied behind her back.
The girl's eyes were filled with mist, and her eyelashes were stained into clusters by tears.
Her black hair was spread out and stuck to her fair shoulders, and the other person's rough fingertips brushed across the corner of her lips.
The girl's soft touch left Youying stunned, his eyes burning with heat that he could hardly restrain.
The shadow was tall, looking down to see where to start.
When I was careless, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart!
He lowered his head, and a hairpin appeared out of thin air and pierced his chest, and the ghostly aura was overwhelming him.
The man stepped back, clutching his chest, his expression ferocious. "What is this?"
Ruan Mian recognized it. It was Mei Niang's hairpin. She was protecting herself...
The shadow revealed its true form, its tall body blurred, as if a face was forcibly inserted into the mist.
He had ugly facial features, a cracked mouth, and sharp teeth. He used his fingernails to pull out the hairpin and threw it away, and was corroded into a bloody mess in the process.
He fell to the ground, gasping for breath, with a hole in his heart that would never heal.
Xiaoyuan quickly bit open the cloth strip on Ruan Mian's wrist.
"Go get the hairpin and kill him!"
The girl approached holding the jade hairpin. The shadow twisted on the ground, and the green eyes stared at her fiercely.
"Come on, my little beauty...Come and take my life!"
He was so arrogant because he was sure that the girl would not dare to do it. "Why? You can't bear to do it, right? Hahaha."
The shadow flirted with her in a suicidal manner, and his words were obscene and unbearable to hear.
Ruan Mian closed his eyes and stabbed hard.
The man screamed in disbelief and disappeared.
Madoka climbed onto his shoulders and squatted, "See, you can do this."
This was her first time killing someone, even though the person wasn't human either.
The hairpin in the girl's hand melted and turned into ashes, Mei Niang...
On the way back, I met Song Wenjing and Xiyue, who were very anxious.
Check it out nervously.
The woman said, "Luckily, Junior Sister wasn't hurt, otherwise I would feel really guilty."
However, the girl's skin was tender, and some traces were still left. Her neck was scraped and there were obvious finger marks, making it look like she had been touched by someone.
The man's eyes darkened, and he felt guilty for not protecting Ruan Mian.
Return to the inn and exchange information.
This lonely city was particularly prosperous hundreds of years ago, not as dilapidated as it is now. It was called Xianling Kingdom.
But at some point it perished silently, and no one in the country was spared.
But the subjects were too resentful and unwilling to leave, so they lingered here and harmed innocent people who entered.
Immortal Tomb?
The elders who heard it looked at each other with complicated expressions, obviously knowing the inside story.
Today is the twelfth, approaching the fifteenth, and the accident happened in the evening.
The moonlight faintly sprinkled on the street, outlining vague outlines.
The wronged souls crawled out from deep underground, stretching out countless pale and twisted hands with long and sharp nails.
They grabbed the feet of the person who came and dragged him away to be eaten before he could react.
The disciples nearby wanted to rescue their fellow disciples, but they also suffered greatly.
The elders cast a spell to open a barrier to protect the remaining people.
Laughter rang in my ears, accompanied by a strange rhythm.
Sometimes it is high-pitched, sometimes it is low, as if a group of ghosts are laughing.
Their voices blended together to form an eerie harmony.
It's like an invisible hand, entwined around everyone's heart, and no one can be seen.
"Everyone, don't panic. Stay alert."
A light fog formed into clumps, making it impossible to see the houses clearly, adding to the sense of fear.
A tall man wearing a hood appeared at the end of the long street.
The clothes were made of grey linen, rough and tattered, and the whole body was tightly wrapped.
The face of the man in gray was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen at all.
He held a sharp sickle in his hand, with blood still lingering on the blade.
The chains on his feet were very thick and looked extremely heavy, but his steps were steady as he moved, seemingly unaffected.
The disciples of Tingyu Tower who had not yet had time to enter the barrier were frightened and looked up at the other party.
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