Liuyun returned to the room.

The moment the door was closed, a cold light flashed in Liuyun's eyes.

Late at night.

In the dark room, there was a faint sound of heavy breathing.

The sound of the wind outside the window, for a while, was like a naughty child's chuckle.

On top of the originally smooth and neat walls, the faces of people who were somewhat distorted in the moonlight gradually appeared. Like a ghost passing through a wall, it gradually revealed a complete human form.

It was the middle-aged man who was lying in the shadows during the day.

The middle-aged man no longer had a trace of elegance on his body at this time, but had a sense of horror that did not look like a human form.

I have to say that the middle-aged man has a certain level in terms of concealing his body.

After the middle-aged man silently appeared in shape, several middle-aged people with poor faces slowly appeared in the room one after another. As if he was prepared, the middle-aged man silently approached the place where Liuyun was sleeping.

The three men had already prepared, holding their respective magic weapons in their hands, trying to suppress the sleeping Liuyun.

After all, the teenager who can kill the 'test object' they have carefully cultivated must not be an ordinary teenager.

The three of them began to silently pinch the mysterious law decision in their hands, leaving the elegant man standing in place with his hands in his hands. Like the boy who is about to be captured alive, he has seen it as a lamb who is about to be acquired. After all, with those three men here, Liuyun can't escape even if he has wings.

The boy destroyed one of his containers today, so he had to make the boy the next one.

The man smiled slightly, and a chill passed through his eyes.

As if remembering something, he vaguely remembered that when he found the ruins where the young men had fought during the day according to the guidance of the magic weapon in his hand, it was the time when Liuyun and Qin Lei were separated.

A young man who was not very tall, with a stiff companion as stiff as a corpse of about the same height on his back.

It's kind of interesting······

The man's quiet eyes leisurely looked around the delicate room in front of him.

It was as if I was suddenly stunned.

Wrong!

In the room, all the belongings are neatly arranged. There is not a trace of clutter.

In the unobstructed room, where is the companion who is as stiff as a corpse?!

The middle-aged man jerked his head back at the sleeping boy in the hazy moonlight. The boy's facial features are vaguely blurred.

The three middle-aged men were still far from the bed, standing in three different directions and sealing.

Trying to control the teenager's consciousness.

At the moment when the law was about to take shape, a strange light flashed in the hands of the three middle-aged people.

The three beams of light tightly wrapped the clouds away. It was supposed to merge into the boy's body the moment the three beams of light tied up the boy, and then controlled his mind, and then collected all the boy's thoughts and memories. Make the boy available to them and become the next vessel to carry the 'evil spirit'.

However, the reversal that followed was somewhat unexpected.

The moment the light touched the clouds, the clouds shattered like a phantom.

In the dark room, a flash of light like a flame flashed.

“······”

Four middle-aged men stood silently in place.

The expression on the face of the middle-aged man, who was originally elegant, gradually became distorted.

As if in extreme anger, the man trembled slightly. A hoarse voice rang out in the utterly silent night.

“······ It shouldn't be far, search for me!"

······

"Whoosh!"

Flowing clouds weave through the moonlit trees.

Well-trained, he easily and effortlessly stepped on the branches of a big tree, gently bounced along the branches, and bounced to the tops of another big tree dozens of meters away with the force of the toes given by the branches.

The whole process is extremely light, like a bird dancing in the night.

Foot meal.

As if sensing something, a trace of black flame flashed away on Liuyun's body.

"Did you bring someone to besiege me······

Liuyun looked back and looked deeply in a certain direction.

Behind him was Chu Nanhe, who was still dormant.

Liuyun's eyes flickered with a small light, and he hesitated slightly. Immediately turned around and gritted his teeth secretly.

Continue to sweep forward at full speed.

When the sky was slightly dawning, the last star in the sky was shrouded in the newborn sun. A faint little figure lingers at the end of the forest.

White-haired toddler, panting. The footsteps were a little vague and came to the edge of a cliff, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

Stretching out his little finger, the blood sticking to the finger was slightly glaring.

She quickly sealed until a strange rune appeared on her chest.

As if opening a spatial door with great energy, the white-haired young boy disappeared from the spot with a dazzling flash of bright light.

······

The bright light flashed away, as if the white-haired child was transported into another world behind reality.

The peaks and peaks are stacked, towering into the top of the cloud mountain, and on the top of the peak, there is a faint purple light.

The white-haired boy glanced up at the peak, and immediately walked towards the path at his feet.

Beside the road in the middle of the mountain stream, there are guards in different costumes every other way. Every guard saluted respectfully when they saw the white-haired boy walking slowly towards the top of the mountain.

The tall and strong man walked the supreme courtesy towards this little girl, who was obviously like a child, and his face was solemn, obviously a little jealous of the young child in front of him.

As if accustomed to being treated like this, the white-haired young boy stared ahead, and walked towards the summit as if no one was around.

At the top of the hill sits a palace of great scale. The décor is a bit weird, like a vampire's castle. There is no contradiction with the desolate mountain scenery here.

The white-haired boy walked slowly to the large and somewhat excessive palace, and the tightly closed door on the palace slowly opened from within. Two middle-aged men who looked like attendants walked out of it, as if slightly surprised by the arrival of the white-haired child in front of them.

"You······ The hall master has not exited, can you ······?"

One of the middle-aged men seemed to be a little afraid of the expressionless white-haired child in front of him, and his voice trembled a little. But the order given by the hall master before did not dare to disobey, so he had to stop this white-haired young boy who seemed to want to enter the palace.

"Bang!"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was slapped by the white-haired young boy in front of him, whose head was not up to his calf. The seemingly weak palm didn't even touch the middle-aged man, and the palm wind that fanned out tightly slapped him away.

It was like a lump of mud, and he was called to the door next to him.

The blood slowly flowed down the crack in the door.