Inside the Qiankun beads.

This time it was the second son of the Chu family who was caught, he was called so more than ten years ago, and now what is reflected in his eyes is just an ordinary white-haired man.

didn't conjure up any scenes, and after examining the middle-aged man who was inexplicable not far away, thinking that he was alone in the desert, Ling Ye asked Chen Dong, who was sleeping on his stomach next to him:

"There weren't any accidents, or any traces, did they?"

"According to what you said, you didn't use any spiritual power, and after swallowing people, you continued to be incognito and ran back, just a mortal, what can you do?"

The right paw was raised, yawning extremely humanely, and then, Chen Dong rolled in the sand, and the wolf paw pulled up, and a few pounced, and went away from here.

Looking at the little guy who completely ignored his face, Ling Ye shook his head helplessly, and after a moment of silence, he paid attention to the female ghost who was floating in the air.

He beckoned to the other party, and when the senior sister floated over, he said sincerely, "Senior sister, do me a favor?"

"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

The female ghost who came over had a smiling face, kept circling around the night, and sometimes passed through his solid body rather curiously, answering immediately and casually.

Ling Ye took advantage of the fact that the senior sister floated in front of him, grabbed the other party, and put an end to this usual joke while pointing to the old middle-aged man not far away with the other hand and said:

"That guy, scare him first, but he doesn't seem to have a good heart, you pay attention to it. ”

"Hmm, he's a bad guy, isn't he?"

After a long while, after the senior sister found that she couldn't struggle, she finally regained her upright and gentle attitude, tilting her head to look at the mortals not far away.

"Well, the last time that person was an accomplice, it was related to a bloody murder more than ten years ago. You just say you're ......."

Ling Ye rubbed her sister's short ear-length hair that could not simulate any human touch, and her cold face like a stone man.

"Hmph, got it, it's okay. ”

Senior Sister Xinwen, who shook her head again and again, muttered and floated away, and her figure gradually became illusory and appeared in everyone's eyes.

The gray-haired human in front of him sat on the sand, bowing his head, making a strange and extremely depressed sound, unable to hear the logic, which made a person and a ghost not far away feel in the clouds.

Quietly drifting closer, Xinwen tried to recall the horror TV shows she had watched before her death, as well as some of her own personal experiences, taking deep breaths without any ups and downs in her chest, and her whole body slowly began to bleed and twist......

"Enough, it doesn't need to be like this. The voice of the junior brother behind her sounded, and when she was reluctant, "You can be happy yourself, I brought you in to let you play, otherwise you might as well go back to my heart and stay." ”

"I'm happy to be like this now. Xinwen's upper body twisted one hundred and eighty degrees on the spot, and smiled fiercely but gently.

“......”

Ling Ye was speechless.

"Tick, tick. ”

Bright and dazzling, real and abnormal liquid falls to the ground like flowing water,

Most of them seep into the ground, and after the clay condenses a large area of sand, a small amount of liquid gathers into a small murky sinkhole.

As if awakened by water droplets and a strong smell of rust, the man holding his leg in the sand finally looked up, and said, "Where are you? Why are the injuries on your body so serious?"

"Ah, thank you, ......" Xinwen heard the greeting from the stranger in front of her or behind her, and politely turned back her upper body, her words were completely muffled by the screams, and she didn't have a chance to say that she was done.

"Ahhhh

With his mouth dislocated and open, the old mortal seemed to want to imitate the deformed female ghost in front of him, and his face was twisted with fear, which could be described as trembling and confused.

As the ghost approached a few centimeters above the ground, he finally remembered his hands and feet that he could move, and turned around in a panic and fled a few steps.

Before the tragic ghost behind him could be pursued, the mortal covered his left chest, and his figure suddenly staggered, and soon, he fell to the ground.

Ling Ye flew over, supporting the other party who was twitching slightly, turning him over, only to see that the other party was foaming at the mouth.

patted his head, Ling Ye did not hesitate to probe with one hand, and gently practiced the acupuncture point knowledge that he had learned in the recent night, he connected several key points on the other party's body, and separated the weakest wisp of spiritual power into the other party's body.

After a while, when the man's disordered breathing gradually stabilized, Ling Ye, who threw the other party down like a rag, stood up, and then he had to get up and look at Xinwen, who had been bowing her head and twisting the corners of her clothes on the left.

Ling Ye took two steps over, took the other party's hands, and he laughed out loud to comfort:

"It's okay, he deserves to die. You're just avenging me......"

As he spoke, the sound of spilling sand behind him sounded, followed by a burst of words full of emotion in the midst of chaos: "Who are you?

Ignoring him, after a long time, Ling Ye, who finally finished comforting his senior sister, slowly turned around, stared coldly at the embarrassed man on the ground, and didn't speak.

He was complaining in his heart that his spiritual power seemed to be transmitted a little more, and the other party, who was short of breath but never went into shock again, slowly recovered a little calm.

Ling Ye saw that the other party was struggling and trembling, and struggled to get up, and said weakly:

"Are you a stranger, you must be able to send me silently to such a desolate land...... I don't know where I offended you, a man who was about to die?"

"You don't know me, the second son of the Chu family," a look made Xinwen feel casual, and then half turned around, looking down at the person in front of her, Ling Ye said indifferently, "Yes, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you seem to have hugged me at the beginning." If you really can't do it, let's introduce myself, my surname is Ling. ”

“......”

But it was a pause for a few seconds before the other party reacted, his eyes widened, and he pointed at him, almost unable to stabilize the crumbling body of Chu Gongzi

He shouted in a hurry, "Ling Ye! Ling Qiaoqiao, no, it's Qingya's son! You are still alive, are you really alive?"

The shock, excitement, and amazement that the other party showed at the moment ...... Many of the performances are so real that there are no flaws, but why is there no anxiety and fear?

Ling Ye squinted slightly, his hands looked naturally drooping, but his cuffs were clenched into fists, and he said in a cold tone: "What do you mean? If you know some hidden secrets, explain them, I can give you a good time." ”

Subconsciously covering his heart, the pale-haired Chu Yuntian's face couldn't be hidden, and soon, he fell into a heavy memory:

"I was lied to, but voluntarily. ”

In the first sentence, the man paused for a long time after the faint exit, and it was not until Ling Ye showed impatience in his heart and face, and raised his hand to prepare to do something discordant, that he continued to speak on his own.

(End of chapter)