"What's wrong with you?" Fang Xiaoyu looked at Shen Pearl's unusual reaction and asked in confusion. "This path is weird, Xiaoyu, let's take the main street!" Shen Pearl tugged at the corner of her clothes. He couldn't help but stopped.

"What's weird? I've been walking here after dinner these past few days. You're such a coward, you're afraid of walking! If there's a monster, I'll whip it..." Fang Xiaoyu looked at Shen Pearl in a funny way. At a glance, before the next words were finished, I heard a snap from the corner next to me, which was the sound of a jar breaking, followed by a vomiting cry and a rustling sound, as if something had been tripped. It's like it's fallen down.

Shen Zhuzhu's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she pulled Fang Xiaoyu's clothes tightly, and her legs couldn't help but tremble. Fang Xiaoyu also frowned, raised the nine-section whip in his hand, and snorted: " It's really weird to say it's weird. I went to see what it was. I pretended to be a ghost and scared my aunt. Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" As he said this, he had already broken free from Shen Pearl's hand and turned to one side. Shen Zhenzhu couldn't stop screaming as she turned the corner of the wall. For some reason, Shen Zhenzhu felt inexplicably nervous. Although she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, wasn't she a living example? Ye Lu If you walk too much, you will really encounter evil spirits! If you had known it earlier, you would have failed. If you had waited a little longer, this dead Cheng Yuanzhen would have no sense of time at all.

"Ah..." Fang Xiaoyu's frightening scream came from the corner. Shen Pearl felt cold in her heart, fearing that something had happened to Xiaoyu, so she quickly turned into the corner next to her, but she saw that Fang Xiaoyu was still there He stood there safe and sound, still holding the nine-section whip in his hand.

"It's okay, what are you yelling at? You scared me. What's wrong?" After a false alarm, Shen Pearl comforted herself and glanced at Fang Xiaoyu. It's okay. She was so nervous. She really thought she was It’s crazy.[

Behind Fang Xiaoyu, there was a pile of chaotic debris and some wine jars. On the ground, there was a trace of water slowly spreading. "See for yourself!" Fang Xiaoyu's expression looked solemn, and she stood leisurely. Sideways and behind him, a figure appeared in front of Shen Pearl.

In the messy pile of goods, a man in a black gown was lying on his back in the middle, with his eyes closed tightly. There was a large area of ​​bright red spreading on his chest, and there was still a trace of white foam at the corner of his mouth. He was holding it tightly with his right hand. An ancient sword, the expression on the face looked ferocious and painful, the familiar and painful cold face made Shen Pearl feel a little confused, how could it be him, how could he be in the capital?
Chapter completed!