Fu Wan's heart was about to collapse.

She's a mouthful of blood, a mouthful of blood!!

Song Jing hugged her and kissed her for a long time before letting go of her, the young man's skin was snow-white, half a head taller than her, and at this time, the black hair was a little messy hanging down on the side of his face, which made him more and more gloomy and fragile.

Especially the blood-stained lips lined with pale and sickly face, like a porcelain doll that is almost broken.

Fu Wan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at him, and sighed, "I originally didn't plan to let you know. ”

Song Jing carefully took her hand, and the corners of her lips curled into a sickly smile, "Master, I won't tell them." ”

Shizun is his own, and he doesn't want them to know.

"Hmm." After Fu Wan finished speaking, she couldn't help coughing again, her heart demon Gu hadn't been eliminated yet, she had just been in the illusion and her mood was turbulent, at this time, she really felt a little uncomfortable with internal and external injuries, so she pulled Song Jing to find a place to sit down.

There was no stool, so she sat on the floor.

Song Jing took off his coat, bent down and hugged Fu Wan to his clothes and sat down.

He sat next to Fu Wan and hesitated for a long time, "Shizun looked at me before ......"

Fu Wan: "......"

"Shizun also likes me the most, doesn't he?" He looked at her with this almost pious and crazy gaze, as if she were the noblest god in the world, and that he was his most fanatical believer.

He also did not hesitate to sacrifice his life, and was willing to burn his soul to make her incense.

Fu Wan's eyes turned red when he saw such a gaze, stretched out his hand to hug him, lowered his eyes and said, "Ah Jing, as long as the master lives for a day, he will accompany you for a day." ”

Fu Wan breathed for a while, and after a while, the rest of the people came out one after another.

Sure enough, these couldn't trap them.

However, there is a small problem. There were a few people whose breath was wrong, and Fu Wan and Song Jing, who were secretly cultivating demons, were out, but no one noticed it.

Fu Wan and Song Jing glanced at each other, and Song Jing said, "I'll go and find out what's wrong everywhere." ”

Situ Lang said: "It's not appropriate for you to be alone, I'll accompany you ......"

Fu Wan said loudly: "I'll go, you stay and protect them." ”

Since they are secretly blending in with everyone, they will definitely not expose themselves for a while, and they don't have to worry about those few people hurting them for the time being.

But here, let's take a look at the situation first.

As an inner disciple of Qiuhua Sect, the idle monster can't deal with Situ Lang at all.

However, this Fancheng, now it seems, is even more dangerous than previously speculated. The streets are empty, but there are no escapees outside Fancheng, so where have all these gone?

The two of them walked around the street, and in the early hours of the morning, it was pitch black, and even their perception would be blocked out for the most part. Fu Wan directly held Song Jing's hand, and Qingshuang took the two of them to fly to the top of Fancheng, overlooking the entire Fancheng.

The entire Fancheng has no popularity, only a sky-high demonic spirit.

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Wan went directly into several houses, only to see that everyone was sleeping in their own homes, as if they were dead.

Sure enough, it was simply the little radishes who tricked the immortal cultivators into aiming at Qiuhuamen. Or perhaps...... There was an even more terrifying plan, thinking about this, Fu Wan decided to ask Situ Lang and them to go back and report to Du Lin as soon as possible, and come over together with the Xiuzhen Sect.

However, it is better to get the three children back first, and think of sending the people from Fancheng and ten disciples out.

Fu Wan figured this out and drew a few search talismans in a row.

Sure enough, several search talismans all went in one direction. Fu Wan took out two pills and ate one with Song Jing.

Not long after, two mouse ears grew on Fu Wan's head, and so did Song Jing. Fu Wan felt a little funny, stood on tiptoe and pinched Song Jing's ears, and suddenly laughed.

She didn't know that when she laughed, her ears moved cutely.

Song Jing turned his face away, and his jaw was a little tight.

Fu Wan took Song Jing all the way to the front of the house, and the two walked in, which was full of mice.

Big, small, half-human, half-mouse, all together, all eyes are full of rats, scurrying around and squeaking.

Fu Wan almost screamed on the spot, her scalp was numb when she saw it, and she was going crazy. Song Jing held Fu Wan's hand and took a step forward to stand in front of her, and her slender and straight back blocked the somewhat disgusting picture.

There was a sweet fragrance floating in the air, like blood, like the smell of flowers and fruits.

Lu Lingling and the two disciples all fainted, and many rats were flowing around the bodies of the three of them, sniffing them from time to time, looking greedy.

It seems that he is planning to wait for the dinner to be held again.

Fortunately, I fainted, who can stand this.

Thinking of this, Fu Wan looked around, and there were many broken bones on the ground. But the bones were gnawed into slag, and it was impossible to tell whether it was human bones or animal bones, but Fu Wan felt that there must be both.

Afraid of being noticed, Song Jing pulled Fu Wan to find a corner and squat.

"What's the takeaway today?" There was a man dragging a rat's tail and bumping into Fu Wan.

Fu Wan smiled, took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve, took out a handful of pine nuts, and then took out a few chestnuts, and after a while, there were several fruits piled up on the ground, two braised duck necks, a gourd of osmanthus wine, and a bag of boiled edamame.

Song Jing: "......"

System: "......"

The rats around Fu Wan all came over, "I want this!" ”

"This one is mine!"

Fu Wan held it down, "No, I stole it with all my hard work!" ”

The little mice looked at Fu Wan's snacks, and their saliva was about to come out. The mouse who had just touched Fu Wan wiped his saliva, "I'll change it with you!" ”

So he stuffed a piece of corn, and Fu Wan stuffed it back and whispered, "I want to eat that—"

The little mouse watched Fu Wan's gaze fall on Lu Lingling, and said a little unhappily: "That one is going to be left for the king to eat, we can gnaw some bones and slag at most, and I won't be able to gnaw it myself!" ”

Fu Wan looked at the tender Lu Lingling, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't it good to take it back to be a little daughter-in-law?" It's a shame. ”

"I also think that the little girl who cultivates immortals is a water spirit, hehe." The little mouse glanced at Fu Wan, and the thief's eyes lit up, "But I don't think she's as good-looking as you, I'll give you another corn!" ”

Rats are the most greedy, and it is actually a rare thing to be able to give him food for free.

Fu Wan didn't think of why, so Song Jingyi pulled her back, and the other party glanced at the little mouse coldly, and directly hugged Fu Wan into his arms and sat down.

Little Mouse: "......"

Fu Wan sat on his lap with his ears at his chin. Song Jing lowered his head and whispered in Fu Wan's ear: "Master likes Lu Lingling? ”

"Huh?" Fu Wan glanced blankly at Lu Lingling, who had a mouse crawling on his face.

Song Jing hooked his lips, raised his hand to remove Fu Wan's veil, and said astringently: "Shizun said, whoever sees your true face will marry whom." ”

Fu Wan felt that his old face was hot, so he had to lower his head and cough lightly, "Then you are responsible." ”

"Okay."