Xue Ying staggered to the ground, and the cold voice of the ghost steward came from behind her.

"Since you have broken in, let me settle down, because ...... You'll never get out, hahaha......"

The ghost steward smiled, and the red figure slowly melted into the dark night with the laughter that gradually disappeared.

Xue Ying got up from the ground and looked at the wide open door.

They didn't even bother to lock her in her room, sure she wouldn't be able to escape.

And right now, Xue Ying is not in a hurry to escape.

In her mind, the blue figure she had seen in the antechamber was still the same as the real appearance under the mask.

Xue Ying remembered that he was still in the front hall when he was taken out by the ghost steward, so she thought about going back, blocking him on the road, and asked who he was.

If she could, she would have preferred to see him as he was.

Xue Ying was about to return to the front hall the way she came, but as soon as she left the house, she saw a figure standing under the night in front of her, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

After feeling that the figure was a little familiar, he subconsciously walked over.

Although it was just a back, the blue ghost aura exuded from his body made Xue Ying extremely reassured.

"You...... How did it end up here? You...... You're ink, aren't you? ”

Xue Ying asked tentatively, her voice full of anticipation.

She wished that when he turned around, he took off his mask, and hoped that he was Nalan Moran, and then walked towards her, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said to her: It's me, I'm waiting for you.

He finally turned around, but in the dim night, he was still wearing a mask, and his voice was clear and confused, repeating the name: "Ink dyeing? ”

Hearing the doubts in his voice, Xue Ying also frowned suspiciously: "Aren't you really ink dye?" But your voice ......"

Xue Ying's words were interrupted by him.

"I'll send you away."

"What?"

Xue Ying was stunned.

Could it be that the words he just said to Prince Lu were just a delaying tactic, in order to secretly let her out of here?

Thinking of this, Xue Ying immediately ran to him and said eagerly: "You are ink dye, right, only ink dye will take care of my safety!" ”

"You're mistaken."

"Admit your mistake?" Xue Ying was confused, "The same voice, how could it not be?" ”

He didn't want to talk to her too much, and no longer responded to any of her questions, but pulled her by the wrist and pulled her towards the locust forest.

His hands are cold, but they are not as cold as Prince Lu and the ghost steward, it should be a relatively weak relationship.

All kinds of signs made Xue Ying feel that he was Nalan Modye, but if it was really Nalan Modye, how could he not admit it?

It wasn't until Xue Ying was taken out of the locust forest that the big palm that grabbed her wrist was released, and a clear male voice came from above.

"Go forward, don't look back."

Xue Ying didn't staggered away immediately, but looked up at the inky black mask: "Aren't you really ink dye?" ”

"Hmm."

"What about you...... Can you tell me what your name is? Xue Ying said unwillingly.

He was silent for a moment.

Just when Xue Ying thought he wouldn't speak, he suddenly spoke: "Chen." ”

"Tatsu ......"

Xue Ying chewed on the word secretly, and her eyes dimmed.

She thought she had finally found Nalan Moran, but in the end, it was another ghost.