Yan Hui was holding an oil lamp to check if there was a hidden secret passage mechanism, and he saw a "black hand" on the ground reaching out to him without comment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Uncle police taught us that we should treat black hands -- stepping on our feet, inserting our eyes, flirting with our legs, and falling over our shoulders with excellent skills.

As soon as the oil lamp went out, he immediately stepped forward.

She was going to escape the man's sight before he could react.

In the first two items, Yan Hui implemented them perfectly, but the opponent was agile, and he dodged to avoid Yan Hui's attack in only three or two clicks.

The third time, before her legs could be lifted, she was firmly held by the comer's ankles.

"Where's your shoes?"

The familiar tone, the familiar accent, seems to be so similar to the air of recklessness.

Yan Hui blew up the fire fold in his hand, and the small flame illuminated the person in front of him.

It's nightborn.

"Why are you here?" Yan Hui used the light of the fire fold to find the oil lamp on the ground.

"I guess I'm asking you." Yesheng said, "I went to look for you at your residence, but I found that you were not there, but I didn't expect you to come to this place." ”

"Why, can't I come to this place, or do you not want to see me at all?"

"Why," said Nightborn, "if I don't want to see you, do I have to run to you?" ”

The light of the oil lamp, no matter how faint, looked much better than the fire fold, and the faint flame illuminated the small room and the face of the night life.

To be honest, Yesheng grew well, and he could even be regarded as the best among men, but what made Yan Hui strange was that Yesheng's face was too similar to that of the High Priest.

I didn't think it before, but since I saw the true face of the high priest, this feeling has become more and more obvious.

"Do you have any brothers?" Yan Hui asked tentatively.

"Why do you ask?" Yesheng squatted on the ground and replied casually, "So your memory is too bad, didn't I say it, I haven't seen him." ”

"I see."

Yan Hui felt as if he had learned something from Yesheng, but he always felt that he was still a little bit missing, and he ran through everything he already knew.

And Yesheng was already there stretching out his palm, casually comparing with Yan Hui's feet.

"Why are your feet so small, they don't look as big as the palm of my hand?"

Yan Hui was full of black lines, "You know, in some places, if you comment on a woman's feet like this, you will be beaten to death." ”

"Why?" Yesheng said, "Is it because the other party's feet are too small, so he is angry?" ”

Yan Hui was speechless because you are like this, like a standard pervert.

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that Yan Hui ignored him, Yesheng raised his head and asked, "I'm still waiting for you to answer the question just now." ”

"Probably." Yan Hui felt that his head hurt even more.

"Then you, if I say this, will you be angry too?"

"What do you think?" Yan looked around, and the most important thing now was to find Yu Shan.

"You've always lived in the Sacrificial Tower, and you must be familiar with this place, and now that your friend is here, shouldn't you take her on a tour?"

"Visit?" That's a good idea, it's just ......

Yesheng looked at Yan Hui's feet on the ground, such thin and small white and tender toes, could he really walk to the sacrificial tower?

"You're so small, it's almost dawn when you reach the top of the tower," Yesheng complained, but his body squatted down neatly.

"Come up, I'll carry you up."

Yan Hui looked at this guy who said no, but his body was very honest, to be honest, she was really tired.

Yesheng stood up and looked at Yan Hui behind him like pork, "Don't you usually eat, why are you so light?" ”

Yan Hui selectively ignored this sentence.

Yesheng was in a happy mood, he carried Yan Hui around in the sacrificial tower, and chatted with Yan Hui behind him from time to time.

"It's empty, and I don't know what you're doing here."

Yesheng asked as if unintentionally, but the ears that were erected high betrayed him.

This guy, Yan Hui smiled, "I didn't think that you were too boring to live here alone, so I asked the high priest to let me come in this sacrificial tower to accompany you, but he only gave me three days." ”

"So that's it?" No wonder there is a note on the table, forbidding yourself to go out.

Yesheng happily took Yan back, tirelessly swaying, and the things that he was tired of watching on weekdays seemed to have become interesting because of the company of someone.

Yan Hui was really surprised this time, they went up more than 20 floors in a blink of an eye, walked through hundreds of rooms, large and small, but with their own backs, their faces were not red or panting, and they even looked interested.

But after an hour passed, Yan Hui still reaped only disappointment.

"What's the matter," seeing that Yan Hui on his back fell silent, Yesheng asked, "But you're tired of walking, and you want to rest for a while?" ”

His toes didn't touch the ground, how could he be tired, but he said that he was also a big living person of more than 100 catties, and he seemed a little embarrassed to let Yesheng carry it for so long for no reason.

"I drank some alcohol during the day, so I have a headache, you better let me down and let me walk by myself."

And that's the end of it? He hadn't had enough.

"You haven't been to see where I live." Yesheng muttered dissatisfiedly.

Where do you live?

If she remembers correctly, Yesheng seems to live at the top of the sacrificial tower, she doesn't care, is she just going to climb up step by step with this person behind her back?

Seeing that Yan Hui didn't reply, Yesheng made a decision directly.

"I knew you wanted to go."

He took a few steps back with Yan Hui on his back, then jumped out of the window closest to them.

Yan Hui felt that this was simply the craziest thing he had ever experienced, and someone actually jumped directly from the tower of more than 20 floors with him on his back.

It's a very exciting activity, like bungee jumping without any protection, both scary and exciting.

The ground quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the feeling of weightlessness attacked all of Yan Hui's senses with a sense of relief before the victim fell to the ground.

She couldn't help but stretch out her arms to enjoy the moment of the fall.

This is his favorite thing to do when he is bored on weekdays, and he wanted to share it with Yan Hui, but the kind of suppressed anger on his back, as if he was facing death at any time, made him suddenly change this idea.

Yan Hui said that she would not live long.

At this time, Yanhui is as desolate as the fallen leaves on the branches ready to leave with the wind.

Yesheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the ground under his feet suddenly rose like a lark and jumped towards the top of the sacrificial tower.

The sudden anti-gravity sensation made Yan Hui break free from the suicidal-like atmosphere.

Facing the whistling wind, the fluttering person couldn't open his eyes, Yan Hui buried himself in the neck socket of the night sheng, and inadvertently smelled a faint fragrance of green lotus.

This smell is so familiar......