Ji Wuchen turned his head stiffly, and looked at Fang Mulin, who was wrapping his arms around his neck like a boneless body at this moment, exhaling lightly in his mouth, his eyes were clear, but his tone was extremely cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this moment, although her eyes are not as dull as before, her eyes are blank, like a walking corpse, it seems that there is not much difference from before.

"How are you?"

"Yes, I'm fine, I'm sorry for you before."

Fang Mulin said in a faint whisper, his eyelids drooping lightly, and his tone was unusually cold.

"It's good if it's okay, it's not too much trouble."

Ji Wuchen silently put Fang Mulin down lightly from his back, then looked at her again, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing abnormal about him.

After all, there are only the two of them here, and in this kind of place, it will not be lonely after all, not to mention that this kind of place does not feel much better for Ji Wuchen now.

As for Fang Mulin's cold attitude towards him, he didn't feel too much, after all, along the way, he naturally knew a little bit about her character, but if she didn't have this attitude, he would be a little confused and surprised.

However, after he said that sentence, the scene fell into a strange embarrassment in an instant, standing in the corpse of the tribe, blood and corpses scattered everywhere, broken arms and corpses, in the dark night and moonlight, the two were relatively silent for a while, without saying a word, this scene seems to be a little weird no matter how it looks, it seems that they don't know what to say and can only deal with embarrassment with silence, for a while, the two have their own thoughts.

If Jiang Fat Man is here, then he will definitely laugh at Ji Wuchen for being "hypocritical, just like a girl, a master, not ashamed."

At this time, Ji Wuchen suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the fat man, at least he was there, and he would not be as embarrassed and powerless as now, although the bickering was bickering at that time, Ji Wuchen still felt okay with the fat man.

I don't know what happened to the fat man? There is also Yin Lang, Ji Wuchen thought, although they have only been together for a short period of time, not to mention how many feelings are in it, but with them, life will not be boring, and there will never be anyone in the world who likes to go forward alone.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a sudden buzzing sound came, from far to near, intermittently, instantly breaking Ji Wuchen's contemplation, and at the same time breaking the embarrassment between Fang Mulin and Ji Wuchen.

The two of them were startled, frowned, and glanced at each other at the same time, both seeing the uncertainty in each other's eyes.

They looked in the direction from which the humming sound came from, and found that it was from the Pitch Black Temple, which was located on the highest stone steps in the huge square under the shadow of a huge black tree, because the naked eye could see that the Pitch Black Temple seemed to be shaking constantly, and even the earth seemed to be shaking.

The blood-colored altar in the center of the Pitch Black Temple was constantly flashing with a faint red light, and the blood-colored figure standing in front of the Pitch Black Temple was half-kneeling on the ground, with a voice that didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and with that buzzing sound, the tone was sad, full of great resentment and anger.

Ji Wuchen looked at the pitch-black temple and the blood-colored altar that shone with a faint light under the moonlit night, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

He glanced at Fang Mulin next to him, and saw that although she was still calm, she still had worries on her face, so he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and was ready to leave here with Fang Mulin hurriedly.

After all, in his opinion, this place is too weird, in terms of what they have experienced, there are already many things that are not in line with common sense, and if it continues like this, not only will he not even be able to solve the mystery of his life experience, I am afraid that his own life will have to be explained here, even if he is good, he may not capsize in the gutter.

However, just as he was about to speak and wanted to leave with Fang Mulin together, he suddenly froze in place.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Fang Mulin frowned and asked in some surprise.

"It's okay, why don't we go up and have a look?"

Ji Wuchen stood in place, his expression was dull, he stood for a long time, as if he didn't hear Fang Mulin's voice, until he couldn't help but nudge and shout a few times, he suddenly woke up and reacted, turned his head, shook his head, and responded with a smile at Fang Mulin.

It's just that even so, the shock and worry that remains in his eyes can still be clearly seen.

When Fang Mulin heard this, he glanced at Ji Wuchen deeply, but he didn't speak, but thought about it for a while, and then nodded and agreed.

"Otherwise, you stay down there first, and I'll go up and take a look first, there may be something important to me up there."

Ji Wuchen looked down at Fang Mulin's delicate face with drooping eyelids, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice.

"It's okay, let's go up, time is running out."

Fang Mulin shook his head, smiled faintly, and did not agree to Ji Wuchen's proposal, but still said coldly.

"Well, okay."

Hearing Fang Mulin's words, after nodding lightly, without saying any more nonsense, Ji Wuchen immediately turned around and walked towards the huge square where there was a constant buzzing sound and a faint light under the dark night.

Ji Wuchen took the lead in the front, Fang Mulin followed closely beside him, and all the way into his eyes, all the corpses and blood stains were all over the ground, even if it had just rained, it couldn't be washed away for a while, and with the dark night and bleak moonlight, coupled with the whining sound caused by the wind blowing through the jungle from time to time, blowing on people, there was a coldness, so it added an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, which made people shudder.

Tightening his sleeves and secretly touching his faintly hot chest, Ji Wuchen couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Reaching into his chest, he gently stroked the dagger that had been close to his chest and had been engraved with many dragon patterns by his side since he could remember, the closer he got to the pitch-black giant tree and the altar of the temple, the darker Ji Wuchen's heart became.

The closer he got to the square, the more hot and hot the dagger in his hand became, which made him feel a little suspicious, but when he thought that this dagger might be related to his life experience, he also secretly calmed down.

The dagger was naturally the dagger that Ji Wuchen had been carrying, with intricate dragon patterns engraved on it, and the last time this happened was in front of the house in Tripoli that was also engraved with dragon patterns.

It was at that time that after Ji Wuchen entered there, he disappeared for three days in a row, and when he reappeared three days later, he kept silent about everything, as if he didn't want to mention it......

Bang!

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, rising from the horizon and resounding throughout the land, and after the thunder, the heavy rain that had just stopped for a while began to fall again, crackling on the roofs, muddy floors, and trees, causing a wave of waves.

However, Ji Wuchen and Fang Mulin did not have the slightest intention of stopping because of the heavy rain, but they still kept moving forward with firm steps.

Finally, they finally stopped in front of the huge square of the square, Ji Wuchen raised his head, let the rain vent down, and hit him in the face, he just looked at the dark giant tree that covered the sky, his eyes were confused, and he muttered:

"It's beautiful......"