Chapter 1908: Broken Soul Night

The white elephant touches something, hard, cold, and when you touch it, it immediately pierces into your bones, and your whole body is cold, and it is not an ordinary thing like a stone, because the white elephant still feels it moving......

The white elephant quickly withdrew his hand, and at this time the night was even thicker, and he wanted to turn around and run!

But the thing sucked it up, and he couldn't run away......

"Nian'er, Nian'er, falling moon, falling moon, save me, there are ghosts! Ghosts! The white elephant shook its huge body, but still couldn't get rid of the attraction behind it, so it had to call for help......

shouted a few times, but no sound answered......

The white elephant felt that the thing behind it seemed to have fissioned, and his whole body was attracted to it, like countless cold tentacles, sucking himself into an inch......

"Ahh Please, come out quickly! Save the old elephant! "The white elephant knows what to be afraid of this time, especially if it is black and not in the middle of winter, it is even more afraid!

The sound of rustling broke the silence of the night, and the white elephant had a bad feeling in his heart, this is the peony flower dying, and the ghost is not romantic!

He felt like he was going to fold here this time!

Just when his heart was extremely frightened and sinking, suddenly a little light lit up in front of him, and the white elephant looked over differently, and lit up the moonstone around, and a person was hurrying over from there......

"Nian'er, Nian'er......" the white elephant cried out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then the faint light of the moonstone turned white around the elephant, and I saw that the delicate and moving flowers in the day turned into a flower demon with teeth and claws at night!

They are the ones who suck themselves! Not to mention the ugliness, they are simply terrifying, and they all have bloody mouths and white elephant eyes, and they faint in a blink of an eye......

"My mother......" The white elephant didn't wait to finish, his eyes were closed, this flower fairy was scary and terrifying, not the small heart and aesthetics of ordinary people can bear it, the important thing is that they are ruthless and bloody!

Under the illumination of the moonstone, the flower demons have converged a lot, and the white elephant is just a drop in the bucket, but the night soon swallows the light of the moonstone, and they begin to devour everything here unscrupulously!

All kinds of howling sounds pierced out from the depths of the flowers, the wind was roaring, the plants and trees were all soldiers, groups of fireflies flew up from the flowers, and the surrounding light loomed, and all the beautiful flowers in the day became demons and monsters, they hissed, howled, opened their bloody mouths, ugly, strange, ferocious, hideous, terrifying! It makes people want to quickly escape from the clutches of Baihuazhou!

This is by no means a poetic garden! These beautiful flowers are not good either!

Those glowing fireflies flew towards the falling moon and the purple year, they were the essence of the flower demon, and they were about to devour the blood and skin of the falling moon and the purple year......

The Purple Year receives the white elephant into the ring, and the Falling Moon and the Purple Year release the true fire of the skeleton at the same time, lighting the surrounding area to shine brightly......

The fire of those fireworm skeletons immediately dispersed, returning to the body of the flower branch, those hideous faces, terrifying bodies were gone, and the surrounding flowers were blooming and fragrant......

Same as in the daytime......

And when the real fire is extinguished, it's back to the fear of the night!

The real fire burned all night, so that they had no chance to turn into demons and monsters again, until dawn came and the sun rose, and then the real fire was put away......

Everything is the same as yesterday, the breeze, the fragrance of flowers, the poetry and picturesqueness, the song and the endowment......

The rumors were like a dream.

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