"How...... What's wrong?" Looking at the pale face, Xie Jiuli couldn't help but start beating the drum in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info said dryly, "Isn't it just that the lights go out?

He trembled almost imperceptibly, and muttered: "The lights are out, everything is rampant, and it is necessary to calm the soul and eliminate evil." ”

Xie Jiuli couldn't understand it, and still looked at him strangely at the door: "What are you talking about? It's the same as a mosquito humming, and I can't read the lip language!" He raised his feet and walked towards the hut, only to find that the door of the hut seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and it actually bounced him back into the house.

"Damn, why didn't you find that this door turned out to be a mirror when you came in?" Xie Jiuli fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity, holding the Eight Immortals Table with his hand and trying to stand up. However, the sudden change in his surroundings made him look stupid in the posture of falling to the ground.

The scene outside the thatched hut, the no-man's land within a radius of dozens of miles and the tombless tomb that was still a few steps away all appeared in front of him. It's just that unlike the outside, the surroundings are foggy, and the wind blowing from nowhere passes by, and it's bitterly cold.

He now understood what he meant by the phrase "that is the entrance to another world". He stood up in horror, feeling as if he had been abandoned on a deserted island.

"Damn, where's my weapon?!" he remembered the face of the man just now, and touched it on his body after he was awake in an instant. But he didn't touch the sheep's tail fan. The sheep's tail fan bone is in the hands of the stinger!

He turned his eyes to see that the gate of the hut was still there. He held the sheep's tail fan in his hand, but he seemed to be stupid and motionless.

Xie Jiuli didn't know what would happen next, but he subconsciously felt that he had to be by his side. Whether it was his weapon or something else, his heart was beating wildly and his legs were still a little weak.

This fear of the unknown was ingrained in his blood, spreading inch by inch to every part of his body. This feeling was like a loss of pain for Xie Jiuli, especially the inexplicable cold wind that made his teeth fight.

He rushed to the gate of the hut and found that although he could not go out, he could stretch out his hand. Xie Jiuli was only stunned for a moment, then reached out to pull the stinger, and said quickly: "Damn, what's the situation? You let me in!"

"?!" Startled by his ferocious tug, he waved his outstretched hand away with his hand holding the fan bone as he retreated, and screamed, "Don't, don't! I don't want to go in!"

"Hiss......" Xie Jiuli felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he looked down to find that a bloody wound about twenty centimeters long had appeared in his arm. The sheep's tail fan bone is made of unknown material, and the outer edge of the fan surface is extremely sharp, which instantly scratches his arm.

"......" glanced at the sheep's tail fan bone in his hand, and saw the blood beads stained on the edge of the fan bone "snapping" and dripping to the ground.

Xie Jiuli stood at the door and looked at him, the pain in his arm made his eyes almost burst into flames, "Aren't you the grave keeper's weapon? I'm your master now, why don't you even want to come in?"

"I'm ......" Qian Ji was frightened by this sudden variable, looked at Xie Jiuli's cold and fierce eyes, squatted down with his head in his hands, and shouted: "I can't go in! I don't want to go in!"

"Aren't you a grave keeper's weapon, how can there be a reason for a weapon to hide aside?" The blue tendons on Xie Jiuli's forehead jumped suddenly. The nerves wrapped in fear were like taut strings, especially at this time, when the fog around them was almost to the point of blocking the view.

"Who said that weapons can't be hidden? Who said that weapons must take the lead?" After hesitating for a moment, he still reluctantly said: "Don't think I'll go in! I don't know what came out, I ...... I can't beat it again. ”

Xie Jiuli laughed angrily when he heard this, "How do you know that you can't beat it?"

"I smell it, it doesn't look like I can breathe after a fight! It's not that I don't help you, it's just that how to use weapons has always been a matter for the grave keepers. Who knew there would be such a layman as you!" He paused for a moment, then continued, "I'm still a human being, go in, if I do...... Oh, what are you doing?"

Xie Jiuli smiled and took advantage of the time between his words to quickly reach out and pull the stinger into the thatched house. Because he was worried about this miss, Xie Jiuli used almost all the strength of his body on his arm. The Qian Qian who was dragged in fell to the ground again with Xie Jiuli.

"No way, the weapon must be with the master!" Xie Jiuli stood up and looked at the silver hair on the head, and the corners of his mouth raised: "You tell me what the situation is? What are you saying that you want to come out?"

Qian Ji didn't answer him, but just trembling and crawling behind Xie Jiuli, raised his hand and pointed, and said, "Look, vines have grown on that tombstone!"

Xie Jiuli looked in the direction of his finger. Not far away, the blue-gray tombstone was surrounded by purple vines. Vines emerged from the ground and twisted around the tombstone. Immediately after, the purple vines that had been wrapped around the tombstone suddenly dried up and fell away, and new ones came out of the ground and went back around again. And so on and so forth, until the surrounding fog suddenly disappeared, as if the fog disappeared and also drained life, and those dry vines turned into old dry bones in an instant.

"Damn, this grave is still freshly made......" Xie Jiuli's surprised words were not good.

There was a faint cry like a baby in his ears, and Xie Jiuli looked at the grave that suddenly appeared vigilantly. Sure enough, I saw the dry bones of the grave "click" and fell from the grave to the side, as if something was about to crawl out of the pile of dry bones.

“…… What did you say would come out?" Xie Jiuli couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva when he heard his already unsteady voice.

"How do I know?" said Qian Xuan, hiding behind him, dissatisfied.

The eyes of the two were glued, fearing that they would miss a minute or a second for what was about to happen. Life and death are a matter of life, and you can't be sloppy.

"Cow?" Xie Jiuli frowned as he watched a sharp horn come out of the pile of dry bones.

It was something Xie Jiuli had never seen before, and it looked ugly and weird. An elk-like horn was sharp like a knife in the middle of its head, and its large eagle-like mouth was full of fangs, and there was a circle of blood-red neck hair under its forehead. The body was large and covered with spots, and its four legs looked like a leopard when it came out. In his amber eyes, his pupils shrank like cats.

She was so frightened that she sat on the ground, one hand tightly tugging at the corner of Xie Jiuli's clothes, and her palms were full of sweat. He looked at the monster in horror, and his voice trembled.

"It's going to die...... Who released this cannibal Gu Eagle?!"