His emotions were so excited, but it was in strong contrast to Wu Ying's lightness.

Wu Yingman moved his head nonchalantly, but the speed of approaching Shi Zhencheng increased a little.

In fact, it's no wonder that Shi Zhencheng is so excited, who Wu Xiaobai is, everyone in Wu knows it, let alone these officials.

What Wu Xiaobai's style of doing is, and what kind of conduct the guards around him are, everyone is even clearer.

There is no one around at the moment, and it is such a gloomy 'murderous house', with Wu Yingyin's sympathetic smile. Shi Zhen is not very bold, not to mention that there are still many fierce spirits in this house.

He only felt that his scalp was numb, and his back was cold, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, paying attention to all his movements.

Wu Ying's proximity was even more to drive him crazy, and he had even given up communicating with Wu Ying, just concentrating on going around in circles with Wu Ying in this house, just to widen the distance between himself and Wu Ying.

It's a pity that he is only a civil official who sorts out information after all, and even if he has found a wooden stick enough to defend himself at this time, it is just in vain.

Wu Ying's speed did not increase, but he still approached easily.

The distance between the two kept shrinking, and finally there were only a few steps left.

Shi Zhencheng retreated again and again, this time Wu Ying was so close that he didn't even notice the layout behind him, so he fell to the ground with one foot.

It was an old candlestick, which was stepped on by Shi Zhencheng, and it happened to roll to Wu Ying's feet.

Wu Ying slowly stretched out his feet and stepped on the candlestick accurately.

Shi Zhencheng only glanced at it, and hurriedly wanted to get up from the ground and escape.

It's a pity that people are more likely to make mistakes when they are panicked, and he uses both hands and feet, but he is still not as fast as Wu Ying's skills.

When the candlestick pierced into his temples, Shi Zhencheng's eyes widened, his eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, and his slightly open lips were still trembling, as if he had something else to say.

Wu Ying slowly bowed, as if hugging Shi Zhencheng, slowly leaned into Shi Zhencheng's ear, and whispered extremely elegantly:

"Master Shi, congratulations, you guessed wrong. He is not here. ”

Shi Zhencheng's mouth opened wide instantly, his head couldn't move, but his eyes were okay, and he quickly and laboriously looked at Wu Ying at his side.

But he could only catch a glimpse of the extremely cruel smile, as well as Wu Ying's indifferent eyes that flashed by.

Wu Ying had already left Shi Zhencheng's side, and with it, there was also the candlestick whose tip had sunk into Shi Zhencheng's temple.

The blood was pulled out with the candlestick, like flowers blooming one by one on the dusty ground of the house, stirring up a lot of flying fine dust.

Like those splashes of blood, Shi Zhencheng also fell down quickly, making a muffled 'poof' sound.

When Shi Zhencheng fell to the ground, his mind suddenly thought of some details that he couldn't figure out just now.

The door of the house was covered with dust from beginning to end, and if Wu Ying hadn't opened the door just now, it is estimated that the dust and spider silk would have been preserved intact on the door.

If the man had been waiting for him in this house, the door would have been opened to some extent.

Yes, he just forgot such details.

It's all my own fault, and I'm careless after all.

"You ......"

Shi Zhencheng's eyelids trembled slightly, looking at Wu Ying's eyes containing too many emotions, but after all, he could only slowly close his eyes, leaving this one word scattered in the dusty house.

After all, the unfinished words can only be swallowed unwillingly, and Shi Zhencheng is silent, just like those restless dust, there will always be a time to fall again.

The candlestick in Wu Ying's hand has been thrown down at will, just like Shi Zhencheng's corpse, lying on the ground so casually, no one cares.

Clapping his hands in disgust, Wu Ying raised his palm in front of his eyes, and patiently blew away the dust that did not exist in his palm little by little.

After checking his palms, he went back to pat the dust on his robe, and finally his boots.

After tidying up like this, he looked back at Shi Zhencheng, who was already a little stiff on the ground.

His gaze was very quiet, falling on Shi Zhencheng, as if he was looking at anything else in this house, and there was nothing unusual at all.

Without too much pause, he turned around silently and walked towards the door as quietly as he came, without a trace of nostalgia.

Only Shi Zhencheng was left on the ground, as well as the candlestick stained with rust and blood, along with the ghosts who witnessed the whole process, left in this empty abandoned mansion.

Shi Zhencheng felt that his body suddenly became very light, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still in this house, unlike before he lost consciousness, this time he was floating in mid-air.

In the shadows, some unknown dark shadows were shouting and shouting.

Shi Zhencheng quickly recognized those glances as those who had secretly stared at him before, he was just slightly stunned, and the next second, those black shadows flew towards him.

After that, I don't know which black shadow took the lead in reaching out his hand, Shi Zhencheng didn't know if he was bewitched or because of what, but the ghost also stretched out his hand.

Hold each other little by little, and then in the next second, where is Shi Zhencheng's figure in the middle of the air, some are just large black shadows, and there is an inaudible call similar to the sound of the wind, roaring in the house, shouting something.

As for Wu Ying, the only one who might know, he had already left here with ease. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he walked lightly into the back door of the Shizi Mansion, intending to meet Wu Xiaobai.

Familiar sheng song and laughter, Wu Ying had not yet arrived at the door, and he heard the waves of words from the room. Language.

His complexion did not change, his eyes did not change in the slightest, and he walked to the door without stopping, knocking on the door as usual:

"Shizi, the matter has been done."

There was a sudden silence in the door, and Wu Ying could think of Wu Xiaobai's movements.

At this time, he must have raised his hand coldly, and he didn't need to speak, those warblers and Yanyan understood it, and there was no need to remind him too much.

After a while, Wu Xiaobai's voice came slowly:

"Alright, you can step aside."

The tone was calm, as if the person who lost his temper last night was not him at all.

Wu Ying didn't dare to hesitate, only responded respectfully, and immediately left the door quickly without hesitation.

As he was leaving, he heard another extravagant sound coming from inside the door, but he only quickened his pace, and did not even hesitate for a moment.

Wu Xiaobai in the room was as Wu Ying expected, his robe was not messy at all, and the women around him were already disheveled, and some were even naked, leaning on Wu Xiaobai's arms naked.

Those women were extremely weak, like water snakes without bones, and they couldn't wait for the whole person to be wrapped around Wu Xiaobai's body.

Wu Xiao was so sweet that he had a shallow smile on his face, while taking the grapes that this beauty fed with his mouth, and kneading the hands of the big-eyed beauty who handed the wine.

Swallowing the grapes quickly, he looked at the big-eyed beauty who was still coquettish, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger:

"What's the hurry, I'll pamper you when I'm done eating. Don't worry, today, none of you can escape. ”

Wu Xiaobai's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he could barely suppress the ecstasy in his heart, but he still had to make this debauched appearance on the surface.

The women in front of them, their necks were so slender that they seemed to be able to break with a slight break.

The graceful posture was even more provocative, and Ying Ying's waist made his throat tight.

Those women naturally noticed Wu Xiaobai's hot gaze, but they still rushed to rub Wu Xiaobai one by one as if no one was around.

The large expanse of white flesh was exposed to the air, and Wu Xiaobai's room had actually been a little cold, and it stands to reason that if he wore it like this under normal circumstances, he would definitely get goosebumps in anger.

These women are all weak women who are powerless, and no one knows how to protect their bodies with martial arts, so naturally they will do the same.

But at this time, where would anyone notice this, they were like drowning fish, and when they were on the verge of death, they touched Wu Xiaobai, the only source of water.

In order to please Wu Xiaobai, everyone tried their best to show themselves, for Wu Xiaobai's smile and favor.

Wu Xiaobai knew the thoughts of these women better than anyone else, looking at the flowery faces in various postures, but a face that he hadn't thought of for a long time suddenly appeared in his heart.

The man's eyes were bright, and when he smiled, his eyes were always bent into a half-crescent, and his big eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

However, she rarely smiled sincerely, every time it was a deliberate kind of pandering, looking happy, but she never saw her smile reach the bottom of her eyes.

There seem to have been exceptions.

He remembered once he saw the man leaning on the windowsill, his feet dangling in mid-air, hanging his head and looking at the pedestrians on the road with a serious expression, and suddenly laughed out loud when he looked at it.

There was no sunlight that day, but when the man laughed, a cluster of sunlight fell through the layers of clouds and mist on the man's hair accurately.

The man noticed the scene too, and she squinted her eyes and looked up, so that her smiling face became brighter in the sunlight.

It was a smile he had rarely seen, a look that had never been shown when he was alone with him.

Even though the man always spoiled him and let him do nonsense, he never smiled at him like that.

Perhaps the man had never had a real heart for him, or he would not have left him without saying a word.

Obviously, there is a chance to ask him for help.

His people have always stayed a few miles outside the Huanyang Desert.

As long as she flares, his people can arrive, which is why he was able to rush over so quickly and get out so quickly.

It's just that the man didn't have it after all, and he didn't look for him like this once.

Do you want to leave him in such a way?

It's a pity that in the end, he can't just obediently become a plaything in the palm of his hand.

The eyes of the big-eyed beauty in front of him coincided with the person in his memory, Wu Xiaobai just wanted to reach out to touch those eyes, but saw that the woman somehow reached out and pulled away the bone fan on his waist.

"Shizi's fan is so annoying, it hurt people's legs just now, and people think it's ......"

The big-eyed beauty glanced at Wu Xiaobai shyly, and did not finish her words.

But all of you here are human spirits, who doesn't understand the doorway here.