Although Huo Xiaolu didn't know why, Huo Liuli and Nai He knew what he was going to do at the first time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, with a solemn expression, she advised the Yin Lord: "Mr. Yin, it's not that I don't have confidence in you, it's just that since they dare to provoke so unscrupulously this time, they obviously rely on it, I'm afraid that there is fraud in this!" ”

The Yin Lord smiled heartily: "What else can they rely on? It's nothing more than a fierce array waiting for me, or simply an old immortal from one of them. Whatever the reason, I'm confident to give it a try. ”

Hearing him say this, Huo Xiaolu was also anxious in his heart: "No, Yin Lord, I can't let you go on an adventure, and I can't let you go in because it's easy to dye." ”

patted him on the shoulder, the smile on the face of the yin lord looked brighter than the sun outside, and in a trance, Huo Xiaolu felt that he was standing in front of a stubborn child.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, I still have so many unfulfilled wishes, I can't die."

Then the Yin Lord looked at the fire glaze and said to her, "Glaze, I'm going to borrow your glaze to use it." ”

Huo Liuli didn't speak, silently took out his magic weapon Liuli and handed it over.

After taking the small token, the Yin Lord immediately handed it to Nai He's hand, bowed down and said, "I'm tired." ”

Sighing slightly, knowing his temper, he didn't say anything more, and instilled mana into the glass and turned it into a small compass. Immediately, she closed her eyes, her lips were closed, as if she was casting a spell, and the compass in her hand gradually lit up with a pale yellow light.

The other three all waited quietly, the Yin Lord's face was calm, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and although Huo Liuli didn't smile, there was no excited expression on his face. But Huo Xiaolu was not so calm, he kept staring at Nai He tightly, glancing at the Yin Lord from time to time, biting his lip tightly, his heart was extremely complicated.

After a short time, the light of the compass in her hand dimmed, she opened her eyes, changed the glass back to the shape of the token, and returned it to the fire glass.

After a deep sigh, she spoke: "Southeast, like ...... Suburbs. ”

The Yin Lord nodded: "Old place." ”

With that, he walked outside.

Huo Xiaolu grabbed him, still a little hesitant: "Yin Lord, this is really too dangerous, you still ......"

"Let him go."

Before he could finish his sentence, Huo Liuli interrupted him with a voice.

Waving her arm at the Yin Lord, she smiled and said, "Come back early, wait for you to have dinner together." ”

Brushed Huo Xiaolu's hand away, and while walking outside, the Yin Lord gestured without looking back, indicating that he knew. The door opened and closed, and the room fell silent.

He sighed lightly and left without saying a word, and there was one less person, and the room was even more deserted.

After a long time, Huo Xiaolu said with a little hesitation: "Senior sister, you are not worried about the Yin Lord at all?" ”

He lowered his head and smiled, and Huo Liuli's hair hung down, covering her beautiful face. She said softly: "There are some things that must be done, and they have nothing to do with life and death. ”

Then, she beckoned Huo Xiaolu to go out: "Let's go, come with me to buy some food, and make a delicious meal at night." ”

Even though it was winter, the afternoon sun was warm. For some reason, the sun looked a little pale, as if malnourished. The Yin Lord walked unhurriedly, as if he was walking, walking through the sea of people in the city. He was walking towards the place where he had been hit last hard, but this time he didn't want to be in front of them anytime soon, he was giving the group of Bu Tianliu time to prepare.

The sun is setting in the west, and the warmth of the afternoon is fading away. I don't know if it's because of the lack of sunlight, but as I walked, the Yin Lord felt a little cold. Looking at the cloudless sky, he tightened his clothes and continued to walk forward.

On the outskirts of Z City, there is still a luxurious but quiet villa area, and in one of the villas, there are four figures leisurely sipping red wine.

Shaking the turbid liquid in the goblet, Bu Tianliu's eyes were a little confused: "Senior Brother Zhuge said, will the Yin Lord come?" ”

The tall Zhuge Feimang nestled on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, but he didn't move, just sat indifferently. Hearing Bu Tianliu ask him, he said slowly, "Yes." ”

"That's good." The amber red wine rippled slightly, causing a hint of ripples, and was immediately drunk by Bu Tianliu.

Gently putting down the wine glass, Bu Tianliu turned his gaze to Mo Qiu, who was expressionless next to him, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior Sister Mo, do you want to take revenge with your own hands?" ”

Mo Qiu's eyes closed quickly, and he said motionlessly, "I don't want to." Her voice was hoarse, and it felt like rusty pieces of iron rubbing.

Looking at her body tightly wrapped in a black coat, Bu Tianliu felt pity in his heart. When he was in the tomb of King Qing, Mo Qiu's body was cut off in half, and although he was lucky to be rescued by them, that half of his body was lost forever. Imagining the intertwining of flesh and metal underneath the coat, he felt a wave of nausea welling up, and of course, on the surface, he still looked breezy.

Turning his gaze to the corner of the room, there was a pure white figure sitting silently, red wine floating in the air in front of him, long frozen inside. The room was warm as spring, but within three feet of him, it was almost untouchable.

Bu Tianliu's heart trembled, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Baili senior, it seems that this time, I still have to rely on your old man." ”

The man was hidden in the shadows behind the curtains, unable to see his expression, not even his face clearly, only the outline of his body could be faintly seen, very thin, and it seemed to be a little rickety. Bu Tianliu stared at the figure, until he saw him nodding imperceptibly, then he relieved his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

The sky was getting darker, but there was not a single starlight in sight. At some point, the sky became cloudy, and the churning clouds seemed to be so low that the tops of several towering buildings could almost touch the black curtain. There were no people on the streets of the city, the weather looked like it was going to snow, and most of the people took refuge in their homes. Some of the employees who were still working overtime looked at the sky and lamented, and while they stepped up their work, they prayed that the snow would not fall before they left work.

Not far from Z University, a house that is not luxurious, Huo Xiaolu is preparing dinner with Huo Liuli.

In the afternoon, the two of them carefully visited the surrounding vegetable markets, because Huo Liuli insisted on using the best ingredients to cook dinner for the Yin Lord. After purchasing three whole bags, Huo Xiaolu felt that it was difficult to bring it back, and as soon as he came back, Huo Liuli immediately began to get busy, and Huo Xiaolu wanted to give her a start but was also refused.

Seeing that she looked fine, cooking was in full swing, Huo Xiaolu felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart. Looking at the already dark sky outside, he was a little restless.

As if seeing the guilt in his heart, Huo Liuli asked him with a smile while chopping vegetables: "What, are you worried about the Yin Lord?" ”

Huo Xiaolu snorted, looked at her busy figure, and stopped talking.

"Don't worry about him, you can't die." Huo Ruri's knife skills are very skilled, and I feel like a chef who has been standing in front of the stove for many years. Her smile was relaxed, and there was no sign of worry or sadness.

Putting the cut vegetables aside, Huo Ruri began to process the other ingredients again. The kitchen knives on the board rose and fell very rhythmically, and they were extremely brisk, Huo Xiaolu listened, and his heart became more and more dull.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw something flying towards him, and he caught it, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a piece of ham.

The ham was quickly cut under his hands, and Huo Liuli said without looking back: "Adjust the temperature of the air conditioner, 28° is a bit high." ”

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and I don't know when a cold wind blew, and the Yin Lord stood in front of a villa in the suburbs and sneezed.

He rubbed his somewhat reddened nose vigorously and took a sip: "What the hell, the yin qi is so heavy." ”

Then he shouted: "Senior Brother Bu Tianliu, Senior Brother Zhuge , Senior Sister Mo Qiu and Baili seniors, please get out." ”

The villa was silent, not even lit, and it looked like no one was there.

Shrugged his shoulders, the Yin Lord Qi Luck Dantian, and shouted: "Get out!" ”

This sound almost shook the villa in front of him, and when the aftersound was lingering, the Yin Lord suddenly felt a slight shaking under his feet, and at the same time, the ground lit up with strange lines.

"It's another formation, I know." Before he could mutter, the Yin Lord disappeared in place.

Where he left his footprints, suddenly a white thing fluttered in, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a snowflake. The snowflakes fell to the ground and melted gently and quickly, leaving a small drop of water stain on the stone bricks. Immediately afterward, heavy snow crept in.

Looking at the wind and snow outside, Huo Xiaolu felt very heavy in his heart, he was not only anxious for the Yin Lord, but also worried about the safety of the vulnerable in the hospital. Looking at the clock on the wall, it was half past nine, it was still early, but it was as if he had been waiting for centuries.

Over there, Huo Liuli had already prepared the meal and put it on the table, sitting on the sofa and waiting for the Yin Lord to come back and start the meal. More than a dozen dishes exuded mouth-watering aromas, but neither of them moved their chopsticks, Huo Xiaolu looked at the empty street outside by the window, and Huo Liuli nested on the sofa and quietly read the book.

A strange atmosphere slowly fermented in the air, Huo Xiaolu needless to say, was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and Huo Liuli was no longer calm, and kept looking up at the door, his brows furrowed slightly.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Without waiting for Huo Liuli to get up, Huo Xiaolu rushed to the door and opened the door suddenly.

A chill suddenly rushed in, forcing him to retreat again and again, he stood firm and quickly looked at it, a white figure was standing at the door, slightly rickety. (To be continued.) )