Lan Wei's lips trembled, and she even forgot to run for a while, and Han Qingge hurriedly said, "Come here." ”

Lan Wei finally came back to her senses, her wings didn't have time to spread, she just held on the ground and almost rolled to Han Qingge's side, hugging her legs.

Han Qingge couldn't move, and he was very scared in his heart, so he forced his face to calm down and comforted him repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Not even last night. ”

"You were here last night?"

Lan Wei nodded and said, "I came in here yesterday." ”

I see, even if you come in through one door, you will go to a different place.

When the two of them said this, the tree trembled, the two branches turned into arms, the palms made a heart-hugging shape, the palms of the hands turned into a book, the trunk revealed a beautiful woman's face, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the book in the palm, from time to time covered their mouths and chuckled, looking very seriously.

She looked at the book, Han Qingge and the two looked at her, and after an hour like this, Han Qingge said extremely softly: "Don't disturb her, sleep next to me when you are sleepy." ”

"Hey, hey, woo woo woo......" The tree beauty sobbed lowly, and Lan Wei, who was a little sleepy just now, immediately woke up, and most of her body hid behind Han Qingge.

"It's so miserable, it's so miserable...... "The tree beauty rolled as she wiped her tears.

In the wilderness, although her crying was not loud, it was particularly abrupt, and Han Qingge strengthened her courage and said, "What is my sister looking at?"

The tree beauty didn't seem to notice that there was someone next to her at all, and continued to flip through the book in her palm, and suddenly burst into tears and stroked her palms and praised: "Men should be like this." ”

Han Qingge and Lan Wei glanced at each other, Lan Wei shook her head with her, and the tree beauty hummed a minor tune softly, the tune was intermittent, revealing a sense of sadness.

Lan Wei pulled her and said, "Sister Han, let's not disturb Sister Shu." ”

Han Qingge snorted and said, "You can sleep." ”

"What about you?"

"I'm not sleepy. ”

Lan Wei seemed to have made a lot of determination, waved his small fist, and said, "Sister Han, next time the courtyard master comes, I will definitely beg him to solve your spell." ”

Han Qingge smiled knowingly and said, "Okay." ”

After a while, a gentle snoring sounded from behind Han Qingge, he must not have slept well in the past few days, and Han Qingge was a little distressed. I didn't want to raise my eyes, and the tree beauty was less than a foot away from her. When did she come over?

Compared with her surprise, the other party was very calm. The eyes were finally not on the book, but on her, carefully recognizing the words written by Yi Xiao.

"Dirt... Turtle..."The tree beauty said these two words slowly, with a faint look on her face, and she didn't seem to have much interest. Then she went back to her book, sobbed again, and staggered to the side.

With such a stout body, she didn't look clumsy when she walked. This smile and posture are all real beauties, no matter how you look at it, she is a real beauty. She couldn't help but feel sorry for her, her ugly appearance was just a monument here, how could such a beauty Yi Xiao be willing to let her stay here?

Even the moonlight dimmed a lot tonight, and the corner of Han Qingge's eyes suddenly saw the corpse of the giant bird move, and she suddenly became nervous.

Looking again, the bird's head moved again, one head tilted to the side, and a pair of eyes staring at her. Han Qingge heard his heart beat faster and faster.

Bird, bird, it was Yi Xiao who killed you, and it has nothing to do with me.

No, isn't he incapable of killing?

Perhaps, this strange bird is not in the ...... Range?

The other bird's head also turned around, and although Han Qingge had already experienced it once, he was still startled, but the eye sockets of this head were hollow, and there was nothing.

She didn't understand what was going on for a moment, but she saw the head turn again.

"Click" two soft sounds, echoing the crying of the tree beauty, the goosebumps on Han Qingge's whole body also jumped, "Click" two more sounds, the bird's head actually fell from the neck.

Only then did Han Qingge see that there was a thin figure on the huge body of the strange bird, and the other party reached out to pick up the fallen bird's head, his hand suddenly stopped, and the rough voice said excitedly: "Wings." ”

Oops, she didn't have time to wake up Lan Wei, the other party had already rushed over. She could see clearly that it was a short, green-skinned, shriveled old man, with pointed ears, thin as if he had a skin on his bones.

The old man suddenly rushed behind Han Qingge, and with a cry of "ouch", he flew back upside down.

"Lan Wei, Lan Wei. Han Qingge called urgently.

"Hmm," Lan replied vaguely, his voice lazy, and he hadn't woken up yet.

The old man stared at Han Qingge's back, half of his face was swollen, staring at Han Qingge's back in fear, and sometimes greedily staring at Lan Wei's wings, not daring to get close and reluctant to leave.

"Lan Wei, how are you, what's going on?"

"Huh, sister, who are you?"

Sister? Another sister.

A woman passed by Han Qingge, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with long hair scattered, her head hanging down, her face covered by hair, and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

Lan Wei followed her over, rubbing her eyes, and suddenly saw the strange old man in front of her, so frightened that he hugged Han Qingge and asked, "Who are you, you, you?"

The old man looked with fear at the woman in the wedding dress who was slowly approaching, and the woman in the wedding dress just floated past him, and then floated away from the tree beauty, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

After the woman walked away, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes staring greedily at Lan Wei's wings. Lan Wei shrunk himself smaller and smaller, but no matter how he shrunk his huge wings, they were still eye-catching.

The old man came over to this side step by step, Han Qingge was so anxious that she couldn't move, she hurriedly said, "Lan Wei, you fly away." ”

Lan Wei was so scared that she couldn't do it, her upper and lower teeth kept chattering, and this trembling sound was heard in Han Qingge's ears, and she knew that it would be impossible to let him run alone.

"Old man, do you dare to take a step forward, don't blame me for being rude?"

The old man glanced at her obliquely, snorted coldly, and didn't take her seriously at all. But the next moment, he noticed the words on Han Qingge's clothes, his brows furrowed slightly, he stretched his neck and sucked hard, his expression became unpredictable.

Han Qingge suddenly understood that he must have known that this word was written by Yi Xiao, and it seemed that he, the master of the courtyard, was still a little intimidated.

"That's right, I'm the god ruin sealed by the courtyard master, um... Well... That..."

She racked her brains, and the old man looked at her coldly, making her feel as if a snake was hanging around her neck, slowly spitting letters along her skin.

"Guard!"

The old man was suspicious, and she immediately said: "I have the words inscribed by the master of the courtyard himself, and there are fake ones?!"

"Ding Ding - Bang", "Ding Ding - Bang", the music of the bell was heard in the distance, with the melodious flute, there were stars in the dark, one by two, and there were lanterns, one by two, and after a while, the distant points of light converged into the galaxy, and the feet were born under the lanterns, and two teams were lined up, and the team was surrounded by a big curtain, and someone could be faintly seen reclining and lying in the gauzy-shrouded da.