Xu Wei walked from the side, staring at the photo, and when he turned to the next page, it was as empty as Lan Yanbing said.

"Wait, that's not right, it's not nothing, there's a photo folder that's what you use to hold your photos."

"The picture is here." He tapped his finger on the photo folder.

"What do you think of that picture?" Lan Yanbing asked.

"I don't know ......"

Xu Wei took the album from Lan Yanbing's hand, took it on his lap and rummaged back for George's photo, Xu Wei gave up after flipping through it for a while, but it didn't.

But the album itself actually began to turn the pages, although very slowly, but did not stop, making a calm rustling sound.

Xu Wei and Lan Yanbing stared at each other with wide eyes, secretly staring at the album with vigilance.

The album flipped to the last page and stopped, this photo was a little yellowed, and it was like Derry Town before.

"Wait, this is ...... It's us! Xu Wei exclaimed.

In an instant, the two of them disappeared from the room and came to the canal, and they couldn't help but walk towards it.

As they walked to the edge of the concrete wall, the clown suddenly appeared like a horrible doll hidden in a box, and it was George's face, his hair combed back and his bloody mouth covered with oil paint, and his eyes like black holes.

It grabbed a rope that helped the three balloons with one hand, and reached out to Lan Yanbing with the other!

"Nope! No! Xu Wei roared as the Donghuang Bell appeared above his head, and the melodious and crisp voice woke up the muddy Lan Yanbing!

Lan Yanbing's distracted eyes regained their brilliance, and she slashed lightly into the clown's hand, her body squirming at an incredible angle to avoid the clown's outstretched hand.

The strands of hair that were rubbed by the clown became yellow and curled, and Lan Yanbing gasped slightly, casting a grateful look at Xu Wei.

The clown didn't succeed for a while, and put the balloon aside with one hand, and then pulled out the flying knife from the hand that Lan Yanbing had pierced.

The balloons didn't fly away or rise, but floated motionless next to the clown.

"Why? William, isn't it me your favorite? George, whose face was painted with oil paint, said disgustingly.

"You... You're not George! Xu Wei already felt that something was wrong at this time, and the two of them were sucked into the world of photos.

Lan Yanbing shot out a throwing knife like a raging storm, and a huge number of flying knives headed towards the clown like locusts crossing the border.

The clown's black hole hole eyes were pierced by two throwing knives, and his body was thrust into a hedgehog by the horizontal and vertical throwing knives, but even then the clown still smiled.

Lan Yanbing's throwing knives still didn't stop, still flying in the air, slicing through the air and shooting into the clowster's disgusting rotting body.

The knives that slowly inserted into the clown's body all became decayed and melted into sand, the old knives disappeared, and the new knives were immediately replaced, but the speed could not keep up with the consumption at all.

Xu Wei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he looked at Lan Yanbing's combat effectiveness, and soon Xu Wei launched a storm of thoughts, restricting the clown's actions.

Strange things happened, and the invincible thought storm turned out to be like it directly penetrated the clown's body, and it didn't exist in the first place!

"Shoot the balloon!" Xu Wei suddenly yelled.

Lan Yanbing glanced at Xu Wei, his hands trembled slightly, and the flying knives all flew towards the three balloons.

"Don't you want to float?" George's face full of oil paint instantly came to Xu Wei's face, and it opened its mouth wide and swallowed Xu Wei with its terrifying mouthparts!

"Bang Bang!" The sound of the balloon exploding sounded, and it smiled and said, "I'll be back." ”

And Xu Wei's headless corpse fell down and disappeared weakly, and Xu Wei himself appeared by Lan Yanbing's side in an instant, so frightened that Lan Yanbing almost shot the flying knife at Xu Wei.

"Don't be afraid, my means." Xu Wei gently removed Lan Yanbing's sharp flying knife.

The two returned to George's room, where George's photo album slammed to the floor and snapped together.

"It's so dangerous, I didn't expect there to be no way to resist at all." Xu Wei used the Eight Mirrors for the first time to transfer them out, but the power of the Eight Mirrors seemed to be sealed, and there was no reaction at all, fortunately, the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Golden Mask could still be used, otherwise it would not be his clone who had just died, but his true body.

"It's the Joker, and it's pretending to be George." Xu Weidao.

"That's right, I guess when Ben saw it, the clown pretended to be a mummy, and when Eddie saw it, he pretended to be a leper." Lan Yanbing said.

"But... But it's actually a clown......"

"It's a monster." Lan Yanbing's voice was smooth and could not hear a trace of fluctuation: "Some kind of monster, just in Delhi, specializes in killing children!" Lan Yanbing read out the last lines of this scene.

Outside the camera, she explores the whole town, she plays a librarian, there is no shot at all, and even then it is not to be taken lightly, whether it is a movie or a book, there is no mention of her fate at all.

But her self-confidence gives her confidence that she can survive any situation.

"According to the final chapter of the script, it should be hiding in this house."

Standing under an old-fashioned western-style building, the carved window lattices faintly made the sound of crushing walnuts, the white curtains began to flutter restlessly, and the folds on the veils floated uncertainly, gradually revealing the shape of a child, and the yard was like a withered weed, even if enough light shone into the range of this house, it would make people feel that the bright sunlight suddenly became pale and dim.

With a cold snort, there were several flying swords floating around him, and the sword light shone and the demon retreated. As she walked, she moved around her body fifty centimeters long, no more, no less.

The subtlety of the Heavenly Immortal Realm no longer needs spiritual power, and his body has become a small world of caves, and he is not afraid of the exhaustion of spiritual power at all.

The rusty iron fence in front of him blocked Youwei, and the two flying swords around her body slashed out two powerful sword lights that smashed the iron fence in an instant.

Stepping into the manor, I faintly felt the biting cold and the air was so thick that it was like a substance.

The speed of the flying sword around her body began to slow and sluggish, and the strength of her whole person was suppressed.

When the new immortal came to this area, he was afraid that he would be suppressed by this restraint to the point that she was no different from an ordinary Qi cultivator, and even if she was in the realm of heavenly immortals, her strength was only one percent, and she finally realized the fear of the death of the scattered immortal Tan Chen.

The memories of the weak childhood come like a tide, and there is even an urge to quit.

Maybe she really underestimated this mission, and took a step back slightly, but she immediately thought that since Xu Wei could survive in such harsh conditions for so long and even be ahead of her for a while, the pride in her heart did not allow her to quit like this!