Chen Jing liked her home very much, and when this long journey was over, she led the kisser back to her original residence, just like when she left, and the layout of the whole house did not change in the slightest. Returning home at night, Chen Jing hurriedly urged Kisser back to bed to rest for a while, and now she was going to get her life on track again.

After sending the kisser, Chen Jing returned to her room satisfied, where only a light flickered, as if greeting Chen Jing to go home through the crack in the door. There is nothing out of the ordinary, and that's the biggest guarantee. As she entered the bedroom, preparing for something, there was a noise.

The wooden door closed without warning, and the sound it made followed the movement just now, maybe Chen Jing shouldn't have put aside the sentence of a normal sentence too early. Even though the sound had been there for a while, Chen Jing was still doing her own thing, and the silent waiting began to spread throughout the closed room.

The other party didn't seem to want to leave at all, this invisible-like character was freely hidden in the dark that Chen Jing couldn't see, and he couldn't feel its existence almost all the time. So what is it exactly? In the middle of the night, accompanied by uneven subtle breathing, Chen Jing's surroundings were stared at arbitrarily by blind spots. In order not to startle the snake, Chen Jing became more profound, as if she had heard nothing or acted as if nothing had happened.

Chen Jing could clearly sense that the air around her had become strange because of this strange psychological suggestion, and she chose to sit in a chair with her back to the door. Her back stretched out slightly, like a sponge trying to reach as much air as possible. But even such a hint still couldn't drive away the panic in Chen Jing's heart, but as time passed, he actually sensed deep fear in the empty bedroom.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Jing's heart ached. Her head was no better, something out of sight seemed to be rendering it ineffective, and the most exploratory organ of humanity seemed to be dead, buzzing at the same time.

When the human brain is partially rubbed, the reaction that follows is a visual and auditory disorder, and no one can stop this chain from happening, just as no one can resist death head-on. This made Chen Jing's sense of being watched unexpectedly begin to set off the most urgent riot in the girl's heart, whether to continue to sit and observe, or suddenly stand up and look for every corner of the room, but the latter will let herself find nothing more probability.

Thinking. The disorder of her organs was frantically robbing her of her sanity. If it were put on the usual kisser, Chen Jing would not hesitate to think that she was sick and needed to recuperate and be treated. However, when it happened to her, the whole decision and feeling was not so clear.

In more than half an hour. Chen Jing could still feel the endless whispering, this kind of thing was like a deadly poison rioting, and at the same time it seemed to want to convey something. Chen Jing, who has completely lost the concept of time, seems to have no prediction of certain things, and sometimes she even mistakes the trajectory of the pen, and the writing that she originally sat on has become a slip in the paste.

"Wow!! Who are you??? "Suddenly. Chen Jing's body bounced up reflexively, and she kicked the chair backwards violently, and her body stood up violently as if to smooth the blood a little. There was a deep impatience in her affection, and there seemed to be reason in her voice. However, this outburst with reason may completely annihilate Chen Jing herself, her eyes blindly but fiercely scanned as her body turned. Perhaps anything that came into sight would be shattered by her razor-sharp gaze.

However, the most surprising thing is that the conclusion that nothing has been found is really in front of Chen Jing herself. Can't stand such a loss. Chen Jing became even more arrogant, her body moving rapidly, completely forgetting the small pain of kicking over the chair. She first lay down on the spot and scanned the palm-high belly of the bed vigilantly, and then the wardrobe was angrily broken open, and the clothes and accessories began to fly in some shape. Finally, even under the table and outside the door.

Chen Jing can watch it now, but she is more blind than she didn't dare to watch it at all not long ago. In fact, the so-called intellectual curiosity is also the same. The girl's expression became more and more hideous in the abyss of fear, and she was going crazy when she had already lost her original quiet, but she couldn't find it at all.

Suddenly, something black floated on Chen Jing's sensitive and delicate cheeks, and the girl who had just applied cold water to her face immediately tensed up, and her exposed limbs became compact and atrophied. She frantically brushed away some of the black fluff with her hands, but the first touch told her that it might be silky.

This kind of touch is hair, Chen Jing couldn't believe it, she wanted to show her determination, the person she had been trying to pull out might be behind her. But there was no chance for her to give up her nervousness, sweat flowed uncontrollably, and the wooden floor was wet with liquid.

Chen Jing's body turned rapidly, just like she had kicked over the chair at that time, but this momentum was completely wiped out on the things that appeared in front of her. The tips of the breezy floating hair came from a woman, and the woman's whole body was hanging upside down close to Chen Jing's body, and it turned out that the windless automatic long hair was hers.

But before Chen Jing wanted to say anything, the woman's cheeks immediately frightened Chen Jing, her knees weakened, and in the face of the faceless woman in front of her, the facts could not be explained again.

This upside-down woman was plain white, but there was no furrow in the position of her cheeks, and the arched nose bridge of a normal person and the sunken eye sockets were the same. Her whole face has the same skin as hers, but there is no trace of it, flat but not ordinary.

However, it was such a face, but in an instant, it began to sink in the direction of the interior, and this extreme existence deeply provoked the limit of Chen Jing's psychological endurance, and when she didn't see the next step of the collapsed ground, her consciousness was far away from her.

"As you might expect, the Fallen are on the move." The cat Jon did not follow Bai Cixi back to the mansion because Bai Cixi went home, and he was still sitting on the desk of the Ueno Warren with his ability to convert space.

"It's not something that is unexpected, it always comes." The warrior didn't look very happy, because it seemed to him that a qiē had never happened. Those who have defeated and even used the strongest throne in the past do not seem to be willing to be manipulated by fate. They're organized, and they're also working with demons, so it seems that the option of defeating the strongest contractor is still very attractive.

Some of these people have a deep relationship with the fighters, and some have been used without knowing it. But no matter what, hatred drives them, and these people are a group of depraved people who originally believed in the power of God to use masks, but abandoned this qiē to gain new power.

In the many years of fighting of the warriors, the most difficult to resist is the demon, even if he has begun to summon his former friends, but he did not expect the fallen to act more terrifyingly and quickly. Not only are they going to attack the Jinling of the present world, but they have also gradually launched an attack like Ueno Dark's companions.

"Do we need to mobilize some forces to support Dark Incense? My lord, the Bai family can also mobilize some things that the young master doesn't know. The cat's eyes sparkled with realization, and his words had to be true, because the warrior was completely confident in the fact that the messenger of the Bai family would not dare to lie to himself.

However, even though his daughter may have to suffer the greatest difficulties, the warrior is still unmoved, which is why the strongest stands still. After examining the problem, the warrior just shook his head: "Not yet, once we dispatch, it will be the beginning of the official war, and now the ability of the dark incense can still resist"

As Jon knew, the criterion for assessing a fighter's strength was not what a person could fight against, but by the ability he had burned his life. In other words, even if it is his own daughter, the man of the Plantoye Warren is still willing to treat everyone equally, and war is a kind of death, but it is just the most uncivilized one.

At the same time, in the Bai family's mansion, Bai Cixi did not find any trace of the servant Jon, and this servant who was a little sissy but obedient would obviously not be found lightly. After years of tacit understanding, they don't even bother with each other's secrets, and the relationship between master and servant has been so stable from the beginning.

Bai Cixi, who returned home alone, was surprised to find something new, it was a sedan that was not often or had never appeared since his father's death, and his owner belonged to Bai Cixi's second uncle, who was not very easy to deal with.

Bai Qi, he is a harsh person, as a member of the ancient Onmyoji family, he has a more serious sense of responsibility than Bai Cixi's father. The appearance of the orthodox gentleman revealed by itself also made Bai Cixi sneer behind his back, no one would abide by the old Chinese squire concept in modern times, but Bai Qi would do this.

Even if Bai Cixi's father was alive, the second child would continue to make trouble, let alone now. The current Bai Cixi can be said to have no hospitality except for the minimum superficial courtesy to this uncle. originally thought that this should be a person who would completely disappear from life, but Bai Cixi could see him at this moment.

"My nephew is back." It looked like a father who scolded his son for returning late, but Bai Qi's thick nasal voice still made anyone unpleasant. Bai Cixi pretended to be surprised and greeted her, but behind her back, she was only thinking about Liya, who refused to send her home dozens of minutes ago.

If he coveted the soft seat of Liya's extremely domestic servant's luxury car at that time, he didn't know what it would be like to be scolded by his second uncle at this moment.