It wasn't until he was standing downstairs at his house that Fang Xuanjin realized that he had somehow brought a bunch of people back. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Standing under the crumbling demolition residential building, the evening breeze swept up a few dry leaves, and a sense of solemnity arose.

The weather was cold and cold, Nangong Linyu looked at Di Huaijin in Lie's arms worriedly, but found that the baby was sleeping heavily, and his cheeks were as warm as a good peach.

"It's just a mobile air conditioner!" Nangong Linyu sighed silently, looking at the building in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong, very wrong!

"My intuition tells me that there is something wrong with this inn!" Emperor Shenghuang was silent for a moment, and a clear voice sounded.

……

Inn?

Nangong Linyu smiled lightly, her intuition also told her so.

"Are you sure you want to help me?" Fang Xuanjin stared at his toes, cramped like a duck.

"How many ants do you have?"

"Huh?"

Nangong Linyu looked at him with a smile: "Have you counted clearly, let's go up when you count clearly!"

"Uh, right...... I'm sorry."

Fang Xuanjin glanced at her in a panic, turned around and led them towards the stairs.

The dilapidated stairwell smelled of decay, and the more you walked up, the heavier the damp smell became.

The light that Yuan Yuan and Lie had on his body irrepressibly emanated.

"Hey, Emperor, can the light on Yuan Yuan's body cover it up?"

Emperor Shenghuang glanced back.

"The higher the level of the spirit weapon, the more it is no different from ordinary people, and from the outside, this is the only sign that can be judged. ”

"Oh~~" Nangong Linyu nodded, suddenly thought of something, and showed a meaningful smile.

Seeing Lie and Yuan Yuan, they couldn't help but shiver.

There was no light in the stairwell, it was very dark, and every time Fang Xuanjin came home, he almost trotted back home, afraid that something would suddenly burst out of the darkness.

But now, as they walked, two soft streams of light were projected on the wall, trembling and sparkling like water waves.

Listening to their illogical words, he didn't even dare to look back, for fear that the handsome man and beautiful woman just now had become a blur of flesh and blood.

But in horror, can it be more terrifying than my mother?

Standing at the door of his house, thinking of his poisoned mother, Fang Xuanjin trembled, and the key was inserted into the door lock.

"Hey, why don't you wait for us!" A shutted voice sounded, so frightened that Fang Xuanjin almost broke the key.

Dongfang Yunhao, Lu Li, and the trio of Yunqi who have not changed for thousands of years appeared at the staircase.

"Xiao Yu'er, you two skipped class on the first day of school, so we have to wait!" Dongfang Yunhao leaned over and pinched Emperor Huaijin's red cheeks, "The child's resistance is weak, how can you take him around?"

"Isn't there a separation!" She has been "coveting" the gift of separation for a long time. For this gift, from the money and efforts, all kinds of herbs to regulate the baby's body to be poisonous.

Nangong Linyu smiled, and in front of the vinegar jar of Emperor Shenghuang, she praised the other man without hesitation.

Dongfang Yunhao raised his eyebrows at Emperor Shenghuang, and he doesn't care about your wife?

Emperor Shenghuang pursed his lips and smiled.

Madame is right!

His wife is fighting for the welfare of her son!

Dongfang Yunhao: "......"

Facing the couple with faces as thick as the city wall, Dongfang Yunhao had to forget the sky speechlessly.

Hearing Nangong Linyu's words, Lu Li behind him rolled his eyes elegantly, stepped forward and put a small beast on Di Huaijin's little belly.

"Confess the Lord with a drop of blood. ”

Immediately, Emperor Shenghuang waved his big hand, and a drop of blood broke away from Emperor Huaijin's body and submerged into the top of the little beast's forehead, and Emperor Huaijin turned over comfortably, and his fleshy little paws pulled the little beast's fur and continued to sleep.

"The ......"

Seeing that all the work that should be done here was done, Fang Xuanjin spoke weakly. Did he hire a doctor or a group of gods?

Listening to the voice of "Xiao Shou" in the dark, a group of gossiping people remembered his existence.

"If it's convenient, could you please go see my mother now?"

Nangong Linyu nodded embarrassedly, and an ominous premonition hit her heart again.