In the next moment, the giant thing "rubbed" the ground and drilled out half of the black head from the futon, so frightened that I almost screamed.

I scratched and fluttered with my hands and feet, lifted the futon, and was about to hide to the side, only to find myself in a mahogany coffin, empty of divine power, but I was calmed by the dead air in the coffin, and I couldn't escape after a long time.

"Boom, Boom—"

The man in black who was hiding in the futon slowly got out of the futon, he grabbed my ankle with one hand, and smiled treacherously like a demon, "How does it feel like to have a ghost pressing the couch? ”

“.........”

Why do I think this man in black is stupid and not quite in his brain?

When he saw me cowering in the corner, as if his conscience had found it, he withdrew his hand in a wry, "Scared?"

His voice was astringent, but his tone was tactful and soft.

"Who are you?" I emboldened, and I reached out to remove the black silk cloth he had used to cover his face.

He didn't dodge, he approached me and let me remove the silk from his face.

However, when I was about to see him for what he really was, he quickly turned his head and disappeared into the not empty but very strange top of the top floor.

"The silk cloth will be given to you! The master has been a profane pants for three days, and its taste is pure. If you miss your master, take it out and smell it. ”

“.........”

I stared at the direction where the man in black disappeared in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to my senses, I was being teased?

Realizing that I was very likely to run into a mad disciple, I threw off the silk cloth in my hand in disgust and stepped on my feet angrily.

But it wasn't long before I crouched down again, and seeing that there was no one around, I quickly picked up the black silk cloth that I had thrown aside, and carried it to my nose to smell it deeply.

After smelling it for a quarter of an hour, the big stone in my heart finally hit the ground.

Before, I thought that Rong Ji had lost his mind, and pretended to be a ghost and pretended to be a man in black to scare me. Fortunately, there is not a trace of his smell on the black silk cloth, which shows that it is not taboo for the man in black to play tricks on me.

Wrong!

This silk cloth is not taboo, so who will it be?

In other words, I most likely sniffed someone else's profane pants for a quarter of an hour......

I threw the silk cloth to the ground like an electric shock, and my cheeks became hotter.

Fortunately, the black box is still sleeping, and if it learns what stupid thing I have done, it won't take half a day to hear that my quirk of obscene pants will spread throughout the Void Continent!

After calming down a little, I got up again, my front foot just stepping out of the mahogany coffin, and my back foot was entangled in a pair of cold hands.

Looking back, a head hanging upside down on a slender neck was smiling wryly at me, "My little hands are cold, lend me warmth." ”

"No, I didn't!" I glanced at the strange-looking female ghost and threw her aside.

The female ghost was brittle and couldn't stand the heavy blow, and broke a leg with a "click".

"The left leg was broken by a man, the right leg was broken by a woman, and I lost two legs in one day, good things come in pairs, good things come in pairs!" The female ghost gently put her weak legs on her body, then arched her back, supported her elbows on the ground, and used her hands instead of feet, and quickly attacked me.

It stands to reason that I have been a demon for many years, and I am familiar with the tricks of ghosts and evil spirits. But for some reason, although the female ghost in front of me is shallow, her upside-down head and upside-down facial features always make me shudder.

If it goes on like this, I'm going to be driven crazy by this thing.

I held the Xuanyuan sword, and I wanted to slash her under the sword, but inadvertently, out of the corner of my eye, I glanced over the winding staircase, and with a flash of inspiration, I straightened my spine, turned my back to the stairs, and fell backwards.

Once you've got the hang of it, it's easier to get downstairs. It turns out that this building is easier to go up and down than to go down. Going backwards downstairs can just disguise the appearance of going upstairs, which is somewhat similar to the emperor's tomb in the ancient battlefield of the third level.

Perhaps, in places with gloomy qi such as the Emperor's Mausoleum, walking backwards is the safest move.

When I landed smoothly, the female ghost at the top of the tower was still pulling on the railing, sticking out her long tongue, and making a strange "hiss" sound from her mouth.

"It's so cold! Childe, you're so cold!"

"Why did you break my leg? Is it because you like it?"

"If you like it, you can open your mouth and tell Shi Niang! Shi Niang can't bear to break her leg and give you one!"

The female ghost at the top of the tower tilted her head and whispered in a daze, and it was clear that she should admire the man who broke her leg.

I thought to myself, the man in black was vile and filthy, and it should not be enough to haunt the ghost of a woman. So the person who breaks the legs and feet of the female ghost will be a taboo who is very easy to provoke the rotten peach blossoms?

If it were, there should be a very serious problem with his body. Even the female ghost with a cold physique thinks that his body is too cold, he must be in pain right now, right?

The thought of Rong Ji most likely hiding in a corner where there is no light at this moment, and the inhuman torture that he endured, made me scratch my heart and lungs.

Hurriedly exiting the mahogany tower, I turned around and found myself in a second ancient battlefield.

The second ancient battlefield is located in a small courtyard, under the pear blossom tree there is a fine sunken wood guqin, and on the round table on the willow bank are two cups of tea that have not yet been drunk.

The wind moves and the flowers fall, paving the ground several layers, like the first fall of the snow, and the fragrance hits people.

I tiptoed on the ground and looked around curiously, only to feel that this place was not as lifeless as before, but a little more fireworks, like a paradise, not at all like a place full of monsters and evil.

"Little lady, do you have the master's dirty pants with you?"

Behind him, a slightly playful voice from the man in black suddenly came.

I frowned, and when I turned around, I hit him in the cheek with a heavy fist, "Dengzi!

He was already on guard, dodged sideways, narrowly dodged my punches, and then stretched out his long arms around my waist, deliberately closing the distance between him and me.

"Does silk smell good?" he asked me softly with a tease in his voice, the teasing in his voice that made me blush.

"Get out of here!"

Annoyed, I raised my hand and slapped him on the cheek, which was covered with black silk.

He seemed to know me very well, and easily avoided my hand when he turned his head slightly, "Promise the master, it's okay to be gentle?"

I stared intently at his dark eyes, and although I knew that he had deliberately hidden the original color of his eyes, I still felt that these eyes were very familiar.

"Are you Qi Yan?" I asked him out loud after a moment's hesitation.

The man in black turned a deaf ear, he quickly grabbed my hand that had not been put down, and then squeezed my wrist a little harder, and the foul language continued, "Let the little master take the pulse for you!"

“.........”

The man in black is really thick-skinned! Compared to Qi Yan, who once had a wandering form, he was no better.

I thought about it carefully, Qi Yan has been very restrained recently, coupled with the cough, it is estimated that he is still recuperating in Yunqin at this moment, and he should not have the leisure to go all the way to Xiyue and break into this dangerous ancient battlefield to play tricks on me.

Just as I was in a fugue, the hand of the man in black clasped on my wrist moved around my arm unscrupulously, and then he sneered rather obscenely, "The pulse of the little lady beats too fast, as if she is clamoring to give birth to a son and a half daughter for the little master!"

I mistook him for a taboo before, but now it seems that he is so obscene and profligate, which is very different from the cold and arrogant and self-contained tolerance, and it is also very different from the romantic but not inferior Qi Yan.

"Let go, don't try to me off, or I'll promise you'll not survive tonight." I broke free from his confinement, and while I put down the cruel words, I was a little jealous in my heart.

The man in black was able to resist the invasion of the power of the universe in my body, and he was still clinging to my side and did not move, there must have been two brushes. I just don't know how deep his skills are.

"Those who are dancing with their teeth and claws, the master is very happy. The man in black said nonchalantly, and was about to reach out to my cheek when there was a sound of footsteps from far and near behind him.

Hearing the sound, the man in black suddenly took a few steps back, and then plunged into the pool, silent.

I watched in amazement as he moved in one go, half-leaning on the willow bank, staring at the backwater of the pool, pondering the origin of the man in black.

He has not dared to show his true face to me, so I should have seen him before.

It's a pity that for a while, my head was empty, and I couldn't guess his true identity.

"Luwu, Huaqing, what are you two doing grinding around?" Behind him, a sharp and mean female voice suddenly sounded.

Before I could turn around, a soft hand pinched my ear and scolded, "Huaqing, didn't I tell you, your voice is not pure, you should practice your singing voice diligently?