Chen Qingqiu stood up on the ground, slapped the mud off his hand, and limped towards Duan Xi'an. Duan Xi'an was already unconscious, he was tightly strangled by the vines, his body was suspended in the air, and Chen Qingqiu couldn't drag him down from it.

Her belongings had been lost in the karmic fire, and she had no tools, so she sat blankly at the base of the thick vine and looked out into the hut.

At this time, it was quiet everywhere, the sky was a little bright, and the red rope hanging from the branches looked like black and red blood, which was just right for the expired and deteriorated love.

Chen Qingqiu let out a slight sigh, unable to tell whether it was the word "love" or "alas".

I don't know how long I sat there, but there was more and more light in the sky, and there was a loud noise somewhere at the foot of the mountain. Chen Qingqiu was awakened by this loud noise, she stood up blankly, and Duan Xi'an on the vine shelf was gone.

"Duan Xi'an?"

She struggled to keep her eyes open, making out footprints on the wet dirt floor, vines cut open with sharp objects, green juice gurgling out.

In just a few hours, Chen Qingqiu's injuries had almost recovered. She frowned, her beautiful peach blossom eyes kept looking at the dilapidated house, and just as she wanted to lift her feet, she was blown to the ground by a gust of wind.

"What about the dog man! What about him! Where did he go! ”

Zi Ying had a lot of scars on her body, and she was even more embarrassed, staring at Chen Qingqiu with a hideous expression.

"He ran away."

"He ran away? Did you help him escape? I'm going to kill him! Zi Ying's vines stretched out were already smaller than before, and they still easily wrapped around Chen Qingqiu's neck.

"I can't kill him, take you to pay for my sister's life!"

"Let go, let go! You...... Yang, Yang Ying, dead? ”

Ziying's eyes widened, her face full of wood grain almost touched Chen Qingqiu's face, and her voice was hoarse and crazy.

"Crazy, she's crazy!" She laughed miserably and spat out the dark liquid from her mouth, "You are all the iniquities!" I've done my best......"

"Maybe, yes, there's a way to save her."

Chen Qingqiu only felt that his neck was tight, he couldn't breathe, and he was groggy. I was about to roll my eyes and squeeze such a sentence out of my throat.

Zi Ying was silent, her eyes flashed with some kind of determination, wrapped up Chen Qingqiu, who was coughing, and quickly flew north.

The last star twinkled, the dawn of Kunshan slowly unfolded in the sky, and the mud and houses at the foot of the mountain were silent, as if nothing had happened.

……

This time, he was conscious and carried away by Ziying, and the wind continued to pour into Chen Qingqiu's ears and mouth. She tried to speak to Ziying, but she just poured a belly of wind.

The lights of Kunshan City, like shining ribbons, flashed in front of Chen Qingqiu's eyes. Soon, she flew low and leaped into a yard.

"Whew-"

Chen Qingqiu couldn't stop panting, this stimulation is much more powerful than riding a roller coaster!

She just wanted to raise her head, but was pressed down by Ziying. As far as the eye could see, only four sturdy mahogany chair legs could be seen, with animal patterns intricately tattooed on the feet, and a fluffy tail hanging down from the chairs.

The fur on the tail was smooth and shiny in the faint morning light.

The demonic aura was very faint, and she could barely smell anything, only a hint of the scent of cypress.

She heard Zi Ying panting nervously beside her, and a man's voice came, his voice was nice and cold, like an ancient copper bell colliding.

What was said was really not very pleasant:

"What dirty, get out of here!"