"Didn't I say I wasn't going? Let me go back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Her hand clasped the arm of the desolate crane night, and pressed her thumb on the numb tendon, and as long as she pressed it, her hand would lose strength.

Desolate Crane Night just smiled, let her hand press down, pulled her to walk twice as fast, led her downstairs, opened the door downstairs and entered a small room, the gray door lock here was like a whimper when the wind blew.

With a click, the lock opened under her gaze.

A whiff of wind blew through her side, and the indescribable coldness made her subconsciously walk towards the back of the desolate crane night, and an unknown cry sounded, starting to approach from all directions.

Desolate Crane Ye took out a small piece of purple jade from his clothes, only the size of a fingernail, and it emitted a bright light in the yin wind, illuminating the direction half a meter away.

"Follow me, or I won't be able to save you, but I don't listen to these things." Cang Desolate Crane glanced at her, holding the purple jade and walking in the direction of the light.

"What are those things?" Holding the arm of the desolate crane night, she could hear the sound of the iron chain rubbing on the ground, accompanied by countless sparks, falling at her feet, burning her in pain.

"Those things, in fact, are also demons, but they have lost their minds, and they can only leave some basic instincts." He lowered his head and smiled involuntarily, and didn't say how he lost his mind, and he didn't want to say how many demons were the same as him here, and how many of them became like this.

It's all from the past, and it's just a joke for others to say it, and no one really cares what he's going through.

Out of the person above, no one knows how he spent that time, which is why he has always believed unconditionally in the above, believing that there will be a way to continue.

"Oh." Naturally, she also saw the unhappiness of the desolate crane night, put away her mind to continue asking, followed the pace of the desolate crane night, and avoided the sparks that fell on the ground as much as possible where she could see it.

She had been staring at the ground too seriously and too carefully, and she trembled in fright when she stretched out a dry hand in the darkness, and almost fell out of the darkness.

She looked at the desolate crane night and frowned, kicked the hand away, still holding the purple jade high, shining in the darkness.

"Be careful, those things here aren't very quiet, don't be scared." Desolate Crane Night hugged her, standing behind her and looking down to see the top of her head, involuntarily hooking his lips, which was arguably the only human he had ever come close to.

I've written about so many human beings, and this is the only one I've come into contact with.

The sound of a whooshing sounded in front of her, her heart was irritable for no reason, and her hands were subconsciously hanging by her side, ready to bring out the ghost scroll and the magic pen at any time, after all, she knew that the magic pen could make those ghosts dare not approach her easily, and the demon would be the same.

"Here we are."

She only felt that her body had passed through the water-like barrier, and in front of her was a magnificent palace, a large area of white mixed with black, which set off the nobility of black, and the stone of unknown material was several meters long, and there were many kinds of animals carved on it, some of which she had seen, and some of which she had never seen.

"This is an engraved mark of the demon clan, the era is relatively old, to be traced back to a long time ago, some of the demons in it also disappeared in the flow of time, and then, we made an agreement with the ghost clan and the gods, and cast three pens, respectively, the demon clan absorbs the life and prosperity of the world, the ghost clan absorbs the souls of the world, and the gods absorb the faith of the world."

"Then these three are differentiated, the demon race prospers, the ghost race plans life and death, and the god race decides fate, saying that it is only effective for people, but in fact, it is clear that this is effective for anyone."

As he spoke, the desolate crane night led her forward, and the things called the engraving appeared one by one, getting bigger and bigger.

She also seemed to have guessed that this was the way the demon clan recorded the event, and she would also write the engraved thing in the demon language in the corner of the stone, but unfortunately, she didn't understand the demon language, and could only rely on Tuoba Xianbei's memory to understand a few words.

She didn't interrupt the desolate crane night, and quietly followed the desolate crane night, walked several times, and stopped in front of an indescribably huge engraving, which she could say was what she wanted to know the most, and according to what she heard from the desolate crane night, the bigger the engraving, the more serious the matter.

"What is this?" She couldn't wait for the explanation of the desolate crane night, so she had to reach out and stroke the smooth stone, the touch was cold, and she felt obvious sadness, and she couldn't move at all if she wanted to let go.

Syllable.

Desolate Crane Night opened her hand, and for the first time her gaze was expressionless, "This is the time when the magic pen was destroyed." ”

The curiosity in my heart withdrew into my stomach under the emotionless eyes, and I followed behind the desolate crane night that was speeding up, and I didn't know how far I had walked before I passed the hall with only engravings.

"Let's go in, it's up there, I don't have the right to go in." Spit out a sentence without emotion, and the desolate crane night returned to the largest engraving under her gaze, sat down, stroked the engraved words over and over again, and did not urge her in.

She knew very well that her actions just now must have made Cang Desolate Crane feel uncomfortable, so she didn't stop to comfort her, and walked directly into the room.

The room was very clean white, dotted with black, the two colors were too cool together, and it also made this small room look very cold, as for the center of the room, there was a woman in a small bed that only allowed one person, dressed in luxurious black, with long hair hanging on the ground, and a white mask on her white hands, which covered her appearance, and did not even show her eyes.

"You're here." The woman said, leaning sideways, pressing her hand on her mask and smiling, "I almost forgot that you don't remember me now, Wen Quxing." ”

"What do you say? I'm not a Wenqu star at all, okay? My name is Mo Xiaozao, Mo is Mo Fei's Mo, small is the size of the small, algae is the algae of seaweed. She looked at the woman and introduced herself like this.

"I know your name is Mo Xiaozao, but you are also a Wenqu star." The woman stood up, her long black skirt dragged on the ground, and approached her step by step, "Originally, I didn't want to let you come over so early, no matter what, I also wanted to give you a chance to make your own decisions, but those people got the news that you were harbored by Leng Suran." ”

There was no need to continue, Mo Xiaozao had already guessed that Leng Suran had asked the woman in front of her to bring her here in order not to be discovered.

She lowered her eyelashes and long covered the world in her eyes, "Since Leng Suran asked you to bring me over, then you know An Xia, right?" ”

"I don't know Anxia, I just know you, or rather, it's your past life, your past life, anyway, it's a long time ago, I met you, I met you and judged the fate of a clan with your magic pen." (To be continued.) )