"Big brother, should we ......" The woman with a gorgeous posture like a red begonia made a gesture to wipe her neck at the leading man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alas, Sister Hong, don't be so ruthless, right? That's a rare pure white soul!" Chitu still didn't know what low-key was, and the big stabbing was not afraid of the people behind him hearing it.

"Forget it, the pure white soul that has no heart belongs to has moved to add bad luck. The eldest brother softly rejected Sister Hong's proposal, but he was not as excited as Chitu.

Sister Hong looked back at the girl who was holding the guqin behind her, and she was still not very reassured: "Since the fraudster intends to dedicate his pure white soul to Gu Zhen, there must be a way to hide his heart, and it is better to prevent it from happening." ”

"Ah Hong, the curse of killing the ownerless pure white soul is too difficult, so it's better to be more vigilant. The sorcerer in the group, who always wrapped himself in a dark red robe, spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and dry, like sand and stone.

Chitu nodded fiercely, and said in a mysterious voice: "Moreover, if she gradually agrees because I saved her from the secret prison just now, wouldn't we make a lot of money!"

Red only felt that the green tendons on his head were thumping, and a stream of reverse blood was surging, and he gritted his teeth and finally took a bite of Chitu: "Daydreaming!"

It was a sultry wind whirling across the wasteland, with a bloody restlessness, which made people can't help but feel depressed and tyrannical from the bottom of their hearts.

"Speed up!" the Omamori reminded.

It didn't need him to remind him, and when the sultry fishy wind blew, Chitu and his party began to speed up.

Looking at the person who suddenly accelerated in front of him, he also began to speed up after a little contemplation yesterday.

Because in Mei Shu's memory, whenever this kind of wind blows, there will be a rain of blood shortly after the wind, if you don't find a cover in time, it is easy to be bewitched by the demon in the blood rain, and become a walking corpse that only knows killing and destruction.

Fortunately, even in the wasteland, there are many crudely built stone temples, so you don't have to worry about having nowhere to hide.

In the stone temple, several people led by the imperial guard set up a pile of firewood and looked at the drowsy weather outside the temple without worry, the sultry and fishy wind blew through one after another, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the smell of blood became heavier and heavier.

Yesterday, who was wrapped in the piano alone, sat opposite the imperial guard and the others against the wall of the stone temple, the difference was that she did not look out of the door, but looked at the mutilated statue on the altar in a daze.

"Boss, if we are in a hurry, it doesn't look like the sky will go down for a while, and then we will be delayed for a long time. Chitu said with a rare face.

Hong gave him a non-whimsical look, a cold tone and a slight mockery: "How can you guarantee that we will find the next stone temple before the blood rain falls, is it possible that we can completely ignore the influence of the blood rain if you say a word?"

"Chitu, Ah Hong is right. We can hold out in the rain of blood for a while, but it's better not to take risks. The sorcerer looked up in the opposite direction.

"Okay, okay, I know, sir. Do you know what you are doing with that woman every time, and she doesn't accept your affection. It's better to give me more worries about preparing some medicine or something!" Chitu muttered in the red cannibalistic eyes, and then stopped after a few words.

After the sultry fishy wind blew all night, the red blood-like rain that seemed to be still warm fell from the sky, as if the sky had been stabbed a few times, and the big drops of blood were strung into a blood-colored rain curtain like a bead curtain.

Who was running rapidly in a bloody color, and saw a few black dots quickly approaching the stone temple from far and near.

The person who looked like a guard looked at the people in the stone temple, and guarded the semicircle of the siege opposite the royal guard and others, and the two maids in the circle quickly cleaned up a clean and dry place.

Protected by them, they have their own pampering and arrogance, Shi Shiran leaned on the beauty couch, and the red-sleeved beauty gave him snacks and tea.

Childe's eyes inadvertently swept over the people in the stone temple, and lightly touched the body of Yesterday Fei, who was in a daze at the statue on the same side, and said as a matter of course: "The girl over there, how about playing a song for this child?" Although it was a request, it was also a natural affirmation.

Yesterday's eyes were finally withdrawn from the statue, and the taciturn girl who followed the imperial guard and others along the way said lightly: "There is a price to listen to the concubine Fuqin. ”

The pure white soul calls itself a concubine, which means that there was a genus, but from yesterday's expression, the son could not see any fluctuations, it seems that the concubine is really just a self-pronoun, and has no other meaning.

"Is there a price that this son can't afford to pay?" Childe raised his eyebrows, interesting! Obviously he had a heart but could be indifferent, would it have something to do with the person opposite? The head wolf guard, will you let go of people who dig people from him? Those crazy people who would rather destroy than let go. Thinking like this, his eyes also shifted to the person opposite.

"God into the Netherworld does not know the returnee, die!" Yesterday Fei smiled softly, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the color of his eyes softened a little, but with the coquettish face of this current body, it was enough to captivate the city.

The Guardian's brow furrowed slightly, and the Spellmaster stopped his movements.

Childe was stunned for a moment and then sneered: "Although the Soaring Dust Boy doesn't dare to say that he is a person who is rich and rich, but the things that everyone in the world knows, this Childe knows even more. ”

The look of the young man who was slightly stunned was even more displeased: "Although the pure white soul is not as incapable of killing as rumored, the price is also extremely heavy. Don't take yourself too seriously and don't know whether to live or die!"

Is this someone deliberately shirking intimidation and threats for her, and refusing to play the piano? Yesterday, Fei Fei had no choice but to look at it, and explained softly: "If you fall into your heart, you will not be sober, and you will die in this world. ”

Hearing this, everyone in the temple looked a little more correct, especially the Yushou and others.

"If you are honest, you will not be afraid of being jealous and scheming. The dust boy snorted lightly, but he didn't say whether he believed it or not.

Yesterday he didn't answer, and he didn't have to ask for an answer, he was just a little interested in this person who didn't seem to see death in his eyes.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the rain outside the temple has covered the wasteland, and it looks like a blood-colored ocean from afar. The firewood crackled in the silent temple, and even Chitu, who had never been worry-free, was rarely quiet.

The people on the two sides of the night vigil have changed, yesterday Fei was still leaning against the stone wall and holding the piano and curled up on his knees and looked at the mutilated stone statue in a daze, neither lighting a fire to keep warm nor taking food, and wearing a somewhat shabby and worn single coat as if he did not know the cold and warmth.

There is always a cold lurking that seeps into the bones at night when it rains blood, but an ordinary pile of firewood can dispel a lot of the surrounding cold.

Childe glanced at him, and the clever guards immediately lit a few fires around him, although he was not born in front of Yesterday Fei, but the scope of the fire enveloped her included. This move caused yesterday Fei to look at the Soaring Dust Boy in surprise and then look at the Imperial Guard, in this prisoner of heavenly sin with killing and betrayal as the main theme, she encountered two acts of kindness in one day, should she be grateful for her identity as a pure white soul?

After a while, the lazy voice of the son sounded: "It's so pitiful, this son still has some leftovers, so I will reward you with your stomach." ”

Looking at the delicate snacks on the porcelain plate handed over by the maid, what else could she say to the hard-mouthed and arrogant dust-hungry boy? After all, she had already accepted his affection, so she didn't care much. Even if he was actually just a high-minded charity, like for a funny pet, he helped her after all. Nothing is in her heart, whether it is mercy or charity, she can be regarded equally, which is one of the reasons why the puppet chose her, right?

Besides, she was really hungry at this time.

Nanze's stronghold was ruined, plus she was not familiar with her, and her soul power was limited, so she didn't find anything, so she hurriedly followed behind the imperial guard and the others with the turned out guqin, although she didn't know why she followed them.

Sighing, yesterday's non-fruit dim sum, and said softly: "Thank you." "After all, she can be regarded as a non-body-rich now.

Si Svenwen, who opened his soft lips that had recovered a little blood, took small bites of the snack and ate it, and after feeling full, he took out a silk handkerchief and wrapped the rest of the dim sum, and his ears quietly reddened.

Looking at an empty plate sent out, the dusty boy said with emotion: "It's easy to raise." ”

The pinna hidden in the hair is quietly hot and red and hot, although he has received a lot of things, he is still a thin-faced child in the end, and he is not as good as the old monsters who have been cultivating for an unknown number of years, not his own after all.

Yesterday, Fei faintly understood why he was so unlucky to come to this prisoner of heavenly sin, and there was definitely a puppet to help him.