Chapter 367: Beicheng

Wen Ling noticed that Blazing Fish paused at this point, she hung her head, her fingers involuntarily pinching the corners of her clothes.

Fold it over and over again.

Wen Miao felt a sudden distress in her heart, and reached out to shake her hand.

The blazing fish, who was still in a daze, was startled and hurriedly pulled out his hand: "You, what are you doing?" ”

Wen Ling looked at her cramped expression, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "I'm just trying to see if you're cold?" ”

"No, it's not cold." The Blazing Fish apparently didn't quite come to his senses.

Xiye looked quite uneasy, and floated over: "Sister Soul, are you okay?" ”

Blazing Fish shook her head, her expression still bitter.

Wen Ling sighed: "I think it's almost dawn, why don't you sleep and rest first?" He looked at the blazing fish, a smile on his face, and returned to his usual unserious demeanor. He patted his thigh and made a very generous gesture towards the blazing fish: "Come, Lord will let you pill on my lap!" ”

"Pillow, pillow you ......" Blazing Fish's face turned red, and she angrily asked for help from Xiye, who knew that Xiye happened to float elsewhere.

Blazing Fish glanced at Wen Qing helplessly, but fortunately, he had already pillowed his hands casually and lay down on his back: "Beicheng? ”

Blazing Fish sighed: "Yes, Beicheng. ”

The strange man took Blazing Fish and Heng Yao into the North City.

Blazing Fish never expected to meet this person who terrified her here, and she couldn't help but think about how she should get out this time.

Heng Yao only felt Blazing Fish's hand grip on him tightly, trembling uncontrollably, he had never seen her so frightened.

Heng Yao shook her hand lightly and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The blazing fish's face was cloudy, and he whispered, "If you have a chance, you should run away." ”

The horror on Blazing Fish's face made Heng Yao uneasy, he really didn't understand, why was she afraid of being like this? Although the person in front of him was uncomfortably gloomy, Heng Yao clearly remembered that the blazing fish did not back down in the slightest in the face of the pressure of the dark sound.

"What treasure do you have with you?" The man suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's none of your business." The blazing fish coldly threw down a sentence and skimmed his head.

The man's eyes were horizontal, and he grabbed the blazing fish, which was still too fast, and the blazing fish didn't dare to move at all, but instinctively closed his eyes. Heng Yao stood in front of him and grabbed the stranger's hand: "What to do?" ”

The strange man felt that his arm was clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move, knowing that the person in front of him was also a hard stubble, he only snorted coldly and gave up.

"You don't even remember my name, do you?" The strange man looked contemptuously at the blazing fish, which did not dare to move, and sneered.

"I don't remember." The blazing fish shook his head, clutching Heng Yao's hand and shaking.

Heng Yao felt the strangeness of the blazing fish, and his heart became more and more strange.

The weirdo stared straight at her: "Hmph, it's like this. I don't know what the master wants you to do. ”

On a chair at the end of the hall sat a man with gray hair. The man was tall, almost as tall as a blazing fish when he sat down. His eyes were sharp, his expression was cold, and there was an indescribable obedience.

On the blazing fish's arm, a month-white mark appeared.

The blazing fish lifted his sleeve in surprise, and this mark had not faded by then.

There were only white-haired people and blazing fish in the empty hall. Heng Yao was stopped outside.

"How did you become like this? Why defection? The man lifted his chin.