Wu Yue, who was hiding behind her, only saw the black shadows around her scattered, and they all went into the darkness.

Yan Chiyu said that Uncle Min would pick him up, but as soon as he went out, he was in a cemetery somewhere in the capital.

On the tombstone or next to the offerings, there were dark figures of different shapes, some of them hunched over, muttering, "My son hasn't come to see me for a long time......"

"It's annoying."

"Hung up at a young age, let's make do with it, right?"

Vaguely hearing the conversation of the ghosts, Wu Yue's cold hair stood on end, and she shook her body.

Yan Chiyu noticed that she was trembling, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist, and his figure shook, and he appeared outside the cemetery in the blink of an eye.

Uncle Min's car was already waiting on the side of the road, and the young man walked over and knocked on the window to signal Uncle Min to unlock the car door.

After all, in this kind of place, there will be strange things that will get into it at will. If it weren't for Yan Chiyu setting up a small defensive array for Che, Uncle Min would probably have to experience a supernatural event that he would never forget at this moment.

"Second Shao, Miss Wu."

Uncle Min hurriedly got out of the car to greet him.

Cuihua took the lead and sat inside, checking for anything unusual in the car.

Father Yan said that protecting the owner is the top priority, even if it is soaked and torn, it must be kept safe.

Wu Yue sat in the middle, and on the right was Yan Chiyu. The iron pillar obediently flew into the passenger seat and sat down.

The journey back was farther away, the sky was slightly bright, and the clouds faded out.

Wu Yue, who was knocked out by Lu Shu, didn't sleep well, Fang Cai's nervousness and fear suddenly dissipated most of them after sitting in the car, and gradually sleepiness hit, Wu Yue bent her legs and hugged her knees, and slowly fell asleep.

Yan Chiyu turned sideways and stretched out his arm to get the blanket on the trunk table.

The car drove steadily and at a constant speed, but occasionally encountered bumpy sections and the body swayed and undulated.

Wu Yue, who was huddled in a ball, leaned towards Yan Chiyu uncontrollably.

The boy raised his left hand suddenly, leaned slightly, and the girl fell into his arms, and her soft and warm body was close to his left heart.

Yan Chiyu lowered his eyes.

The skin of the face without powder is excellent, fair and soft, without any blemishes, and the cheeks are pale pink. His long, shiny and silky black hair hung down on his chest, and the moonlight was accompanied by the sound of light breathing, eroding his indifference little by little.

"Uncle Min, drive slowly." The boy lowered his voice.

Uncle Min pursed his lips and smiled, but did not make a sound.

The speed of the car slowed down significantly.

The sky is cloudy, and it is also very slow, very slow.

……

Cuihua knew that one day she would become a piece of paper without any thoughts.

So from the day he was born with the iron pillar, he made a small notebook, drew and wrote every day, and made a handbook.

Occasionally, they share their notebooks with Tie Zhu.,Accidentally know a lot of secrets.。

At this time, he held his own small notebook, recorded the scenery tonight with a seven-colored ballpoint pen, and attached a stick figure next to the text.

Father Yan hugged the master all the way.

Actually, my arms can also be,

I'm not afraid of being crushed by the owner!

- "Cuihua's Little Hand Ledger"

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Before coming to the ghost city, Wu Yue sent Lu Shu to Fu Zhu's side to investigate the enemy's situation, who knew that Lu Shu was a useless horse, and when he saw Fu Zhu's prosperous beauty, he was fascinated.

Of course, this is just a more polite way of saying. In fact, Lu Shu was discovered as soon as he got close to Fu Zhu, and at this moment he was being carried by the young man in white shirt by the back of his neck and thrown onto the watermelon sofa in Wu Tingyun's small room.

"Why did you send such a stupid thing?"

Lu Shu raised his eyes aggrievedly.

Why do you want to attack personally, he has been working hard to increase his knowledge in the past ten years!

"Husband." Lu Shu squatted on the sofa and asked uneasily, "...... Are you really going to eat Wu Tingyun's soul? ”