Qin An looked at the empty street, casually folded a willow leaf on the side of the road, bit his fingertips and wiped it on the willow leaf, the scarlet blood color lit up in the moonlight.

She closed her eyes, concentrated, sank into the dantian, held the willow leaf between her fingers, and read word by word: "Green silk is the letter, and the willow leaf is the ,......."

As her low voice sounded, a strand of slender hair flew out of her sleeve, winding up her fingertips and intertwining with the willow leaves.

In a moment, the willow leaves glowed a faint red.

"It's done!" Qin An's face was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that when he changed his body, the magic he had learned did not disappear.

This strand of hair was picked up by her on the bed before, and she didn't have to think that it was the scumbag's, and now it is the most suitable to track down him.

She stared at the willow leaves, and when her hair fell to the ground, she threw the willow leaves, "Dust to dust to dust, faint fallen leaves, look for my lord!" ”

The willow leaf flew into the sky in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Qin An looked left and right, and when she saw that there was no one, she opened a mouthful of white teeth, Sen Sen smiled, scumbag, wait to kneel and beg for mercy!

"Li Fu, where is the Yang family you are talking about?" Gu Rongshen suddenly pulled the reins, stopped coldly, the horse neighed irritably, and raised its front hooves high.

Gu Rong sank to appease it, letting it turn around in circles, his gaze stopped on Li Yicheng's face, with scrutiny in his eyes.

"It's not far ahead." Li Yicheng pointed to the dark and dead streets and alleys in front of him, and at a glance, it looked like a bottomless black hole.

Gu Rongshen squinted his eyes and glanced at Feng Chi, Feng Chi understood, and with a wave of his hand, the torches of several people behind him were extinguished one after another, and the surroundings fell into death-like darkness.

"Wind pool, go take a look." Gu Rongshen's voice was low and ethereal, a little unpredictable, as if he was not from the world.

Feng Chi turned over and dismounted, like a ghost, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Hiss-" I don't know who whispered, very abrupt in the quiet of the night.

"Fengsui, what's wrong?"

Feng Sui scratched his head suspiciously, and hesitated: "It's okay, it's just that my brain feels like I've been pricked by a needle." ”

Another joking voice rang out: "You're not going to be bowed, are you?" ”

"Go! Nonsense, you've just been beheaded! ”

"Alright." Gu Rongshen opened his mouth to interrupt the two, jumped off the horse, rolled the whip and left. The dark clouds in the night sky dispersed, casting a clear glow, and Gu Rongshen's figure was stretched longer and longer, and finally disappeared around the corner.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Qing was a little puzzled, but without Gu Rongshen's instructions, he didn't dare to act rashly, let alone follow on his own.

"How do I know!" Feng Sui knocked his head impatiently, and his eyes were a little black, and even the moonlight on the ground became blurred.

Feng Sui rubbed his eyes suspiciously, and then looked closely, the moonlight fell lightly on the long street of bluestone, glowing with coldness, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Feng Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was too nervous and suspicious. He also jumped off the carriageway: "Fengqing, I'll go and make a gong." ”

"Hurry up."

"Got it." Feng then rubbed his stomach, walked a few steps, and turned into a small alley, he had just unbuttoned his trouser belt, and suddenly froze.

"Who!" Feng Sui was still holding his pants in his hands, tensing his body, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

But no one answered him, the cold wind passed through, the shadows were sloping, the moonlight was thin, and the wind shivered inexplicably.

Just now he clearly caught a trace of breath following him, but in the blink of an eye, he actually disappeared without a trace, if this person is not a master, then it is......

He turned his head suddenly, and a hideous and terrifying grimace appeared in front of him, his pupils were empty like black holes, his face was like tree bark, and his mouth was unnaturally split to both sides, until it reached behind his ears.

At this moment, the wind was less than half an inch away from the grimace, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see something wriggling in the folds of the grimace's skin, and the foul smell that erupted from the bloody mouth.