The shadow puppy tilted its head, reacted to Sang Qi's words for a while, and jumped around twice.
The puppy ran towards the main hall.
Sang Qi was also looking around, looking for traces of the old Taoist priest in black clothes.
At this moment, she felt the totem around her waist burn, as if the shadow puppy had found something and was calling her.
Sang Qi raised his eyebrows slightly. It should be said that he is indeed a puppy. He can find things so quickly.
She walked towards the location of the shadow puppy. The shadow puppy circled around a place, its water-like body swaying gently, as if it had reached some incredible treasure.
Sensing Sang Qi's arrival, the shadow puppy became even happier, wagging its tail and running towards Sang Qi, proudly wanting to show off the treasure he found to Sang Qi.
Sang Qi looked up, but did not see the old Taoist priest in black clothes. There was a painting hanging on the wall in front of him.
The painting shows a very beautiful man, with a face as delicate and beautiful as a girl's, but not feminine at all. He stares at the person in front of him with cold eyes, and his silver hair hangs down on his shoulders, like an elf lost in the snow.
The beautiful silver-haired person raised her eyes and looked in front of her, her vision sharp as if she wanted to see through the painting. Her ice-blue eyes stared straight ahead without blinking, like a beautiful snow leopard ready to go.
Sang Qi looked at the painting in front of him, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
I wonder if it was her imagination.
The person in this painting looks a bit like Wu Zhu.
But there is still a difference. Wu Zhu has black hair and black eyes, and looks cold and isolated from the whole world.
The face of the person in this painting is very similar to that of Wu Zhu, but with a rare aggressiveness.
Sang Qi narrowed her eyes slightly. She walked to the painting and raised her hand to take it off.
Before Sang Qi's hand could touch the painting, a bunch of whisk came from the side. Fortunately, Sang Qi reacted quickly and immediately took her hand away. She frowned and looked at the owner of the whisk.
It is the Taoist priest in black clothes.
"My little friend, this is an old treasure. Please don't move it." The Taoist priest looked about forty years old. He held a fly whisk in his hand and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.
Sang Qi took back her hand. She took two steps back and looked at the painting with regret, but the painting was not the most important thing at the moment.
"Taoist Priest, some of my friends met Taoist disciples in red clothes. Could you please ask the Taoist Priest to save them?" Sang Qi cupped his hands and looked sincerely when he raised his eyes.
"Oh?" The Taoist priest shook the whisk in his hand and shook his head: "Hey, children nowadays are really worrying. I told you not to go out at night..."
Sang Qi didn't move. She stood there with a look of hope on her face.
The Taoist priest looked at her twice, pulled out a few white hairs from the whisk, and turned them into three eyeballs when they fell into Sang Qi's hands.
"Feed this to your companions, and they will return to their original state." The Taoist priest stroked the whisk in his hand, turned away and looked away from Sang Qi, looking at the man with silver hair and blue eyes in the painting.
Sang Qi looked at the lifelike eyes in his hands and felt his eyebrows jump.
If you are unfortunate enough to be tricked, will you have to swallow this thing?
She has to be more careful.
Sang Qi raised her head and looked at the Taoist priest. She pursed her lips and asked tentatively: "Taoist priest, who is the person in this painting?"
The Taoist priest looked back at her.
He shook the whisk in his hand and snorted coldly.
"This is the most evil ghost in the world."
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Ren Zhe only felt that he had had a very long dream. When he woke up, his head hurt so much that he could only sit up from the ground. His mouth was very bitter, as if he had swallowed a pound of coptis.
He looked around blankly, and the first thing he saw was the girl sitting on the stool formed by the shadow.
The girl lowered her head, and the shadow puppy lay on her lap, lowering his head to nuzzle her arm from time to time. Sang Qi carelessly touched the body of the shadow puppy, and the stool under him was filled with black gas, as if it came from an unknown source.
The strange throne of the world.
Seemingly noticing the boy's gaze, Sang Qi turned around.
She raised her eyebrows: "Are you awake?"
Sang Qi curled his lips and smiled. He was indeed a high-level player. His physical fitness was indeed stronger. Neither Chen Shen nor Fang Xun had opened their eyes.
Ren Zhe rubbed his still aching head and vaguely remembered what happened before he fainted.
He quickly realized something: "Did you save me?"
"It's not about rescuing, I just went to get something for you to take." Sang Qi waved his hand indifferently, and the girl's eyes turned to the side, obviously lost in thought.
Ren Zhe walked over and asked curiously: "What is it?"
Sang Qi thought of those lifelike eyes. She was silent for a rare moment, and then curled her lips: "You don't want to know."
Ren Zhe: "?"
"Woo..."
There was a painful sound from the side, and it was Fang Xun who propped himself up and sat up.
With tears in her eyes, she looked around in horror. Only when she saw Ren Zhe did she calm down and tears burst into her eyes.
Ren Zhe was startled, "What's wrong with you? Did you see something?"
"I..." Fang Xun seemed a little unable to speak. She bit her lip and shook her head: "I dreamed that you were eaten by a monster..."
Ren Zhe was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "How is it possible? Who am I? Which monster with such powerful powers can eat me?"
He looked so arrogant that Fang Xun, whose eyes were filled with tears, couldn't help laughing.
"But, your nightmare is about me?" Ren Zhe thought about it, "So I am quite important in your heart?"
Fang Xun wiped away his tears and turned away: "What? I dreamed about entering the dungeon with everyone from the guild. I didn't dream about you alone——"
Ren Zhe suddenly realized: "I'm just saying, how is it possible?"
Fang Xun was about to speak but stopped. She turned her head and stopped talking.
Sang Qi propped up her chin and watched with interest, then she looked at Chen Shen, who was still lying on the ground unresponsive next to her, and patted the shadow puppy lying in her arms: "Go and see how he is doing.
"
The shadow puppy wagged its tail, jumped out of Sang Qi's arms, ran to Chen Shen and pawed at him.
Ren Zhe also walked over and squatted down.
Chen Shen closed his eyes tightly, as if he had seen something horrifying, his brows were furrowed and cold sweat broke out.