Chapter One Hundred and Eight: Get Out 1

"Nothing. Big brother, I'm leaving. ”

"Li, you have to remember that you are the one who wants to marry your junior sister."

"Senior brother, I don't like my junior sister, why should I marry her?" Murong Qingli was a little annoyed. He doesn't know how many times he's heard this sentence since he was a child.

"Because Master wants to. And don't you want to sit in Master's place? Then you have to marry the little sister. ”

"I'm going to decide on the location. I don't want people. Murong Qingli disappeared after speaking.

"Hey, I'm afraid I can't help you." Murong Nangong looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and was very worried. This is what he was most afraid of, but he didn't expect to come.

"You're back." Leng Yue'er saw Murong Qingli appearing and quickly sat up from the bed.

"Why didn't you go to bed first?" Murong Qingli walked over and rubbed her head.

"Hmm. Can't sleep. ”

"Xianggong can't sleep next to him anymore." Murong Qingli joked with a smile.

"No kidding. I hear people calling me all the time. ”

"Auditory hallucinations."

"No, it won't. The voice was familiar. I think I've heard it there, but I can't remember it for a while. You go out with me to find it. ”

"Good. Put your coat on, it's cold outside. Murong Qingli put on her coat before taking her out of the room.

"Murong Qingli is over there." Leng Yue'er pointed him in the direction. Murong Qingli carried her and shuttled above the house.

"Fortunately, the courtyard of this prefect is quite bright. Otherwise, you and I will be miserable. Leng Yue'er looked down from the sky, and the starry light illuminated each courtyard very brightly.

"Murong Qingli seems to be quite rich for the prefect." There are lights in every yard, which can be a lot of money.

"It's really rich." Murong Qingli looked down.

"Left."

"Hmm." Murong Qingli flew to the left.

Leng Yue'er watched her surroundings become more and more desolate. I couldn't help but get nervous.

"Murong Qingli go down."

After landing, Leng Yue'er looked at the place she was, this should be a courtyard. Leng Yue'er looked at this courtyard very ordinary, but it was a little dilapidated, and no one should live here. This is supposed to be a deserted yard.

"Murong Qingli." The voice is always there, but no one can be seen, what's going on? Is it in the room. Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli, but found that Murong Qingli's face was solemn.

Leng Yue'er looked at herself in Murong Qingli's arms and instantly understood. Hurriedly pushed him away.

"Don't." Murong Qingli hugged her even harder.

"Xianggong, it's okay." Leng Yue'er patted her chest gently.

Murong Qingli frowned and sent her over. However, the nerves were tense all the time, and he didn't dare to take his eyes off Leng Yue'er's body for a moment.

Leaving Murong Qingli, Leng Yue'er saw her surroundings clearly. Nothing has changed in front of her at the moment, the house is still the same dilapidated house, desolate or desolate. However, in front of him and around him, there were indescribable ghosts. Leng Yue'er looked at those things, her face turned blue, her head was black, she lowered her head, and Leng Yue'er couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but she could guess that it wouldn't be good.

"Dead girl, why are you here?" A ghost stumbled towards Leng Yue'er. Leng Yue'er was frightened. The sword in his hand was hurriedly taken out.

Murong Qingli hugged her into her arms, and the ghost in front of Leng Yue'er disappeared in an instant.

"It's you."

"Nonsense."

This voice is so familiar. Leng Yue'er left Murong Qingli's arms, and only then did she see clearly that there was a ghost standing in front of her at the moment, dressed in tattered clothes and with very messy hair.

"You called me?" I don't think I know this ghost.

"Nonsense."

"Well, do we know each other?"

"Me." Ji Lingchen flicked his hair back.

"Why are you the ghost old man?" Leng Yue'er looked at the ghost old man in front of her in surprise.

"Why can't it be me?" Ji Lingchen rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you supposed to be on the black market in the Demon Realm? How did you get here? ”

"Follow you." Murong Qingli answered first.

"You follow me. Don't tell me you're in love with me. Leng Yue'er looked at him with a smile.

"What do you say?" Murong Qingli rewarded him with a chestnut.

"Well deserved." Ji Lingchen looked at this pair with amusement.

"Cut. How did you come here with me? ”

"You think I want to."

"What do you mean?"

"There's a gravitational pull here that sucks them in. And can't get out. Murong Qingli frowned and looked at the ghosts around her. They seem to have lost consciousness.

"What?"

"Let's go out first." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er. If she stays here, something will happen to her, and I'm afraid this girl will be hurt.

"Uh-huh."

Murong Qingli hugged Leng Yue'er into his arms again, and the ghosts in front of Leng Yue'er's eyes disappeared again.

"I want to see them." Leng Yue'er thought this was weird. I knew they existed, but I couldn't see them. I feel uncomfortable.

Murong Qingli looked at her helplessly. With a wave of her hand, Leng Yue'er could see them again.

"You grab my sleeve, I'll take you out." Murong Qingli said to Ji Lingchen.

"Uh-huh." Ji Lingchen hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and smiled with a smile on his face.

Leng Yue'er saw him like this, and despised it in her heart. It's so embarrassing to be old.

"Let's go."

Leng Yue'er glanced back at the ghosts in the courtyard, they didn't react, they moved in small steps. No thinking, no consciousness.

"Be careful." Ji Lingchen's shout brought Leng Yue'er back to her senses. When I looked up, I saw a red light above my head. Before Leng Yue'er could react, Murong Qingli hit a water balloon with one hand.

The water balloon hit the red light without any reaction, not even a fluctuation. Murong Qingli hit a water balloon again, and there was really no change. The strangest thing is that the water balls are absorbed by this red light.

Leng Yue'er didn't know what to do in this situation. At this moment, Murong Qingli had stopped in mid-air.

"I'll try." Leng Yue'er said that a fireball hit it, the same result as just now.

"What the hell is this?" Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli, but found that his face was very unpleasant.

"Be careful." A large field of rain and fire needles shot out. Ji Lingchen hurriedly threw away Murong Qingli's sleeve and fled downward.

This old man. Leng Yue'er was secretly angry.

Murong Qingli hugged her and hurriedly hid down.

"Come into the house." Ji Lingchen shouted at Murong Qingli in the room.

Murong Qingli held Leng Yue'er tightly in his arms and hurriedly flew towards him.

"You just ran fast enough." As soon as Leng Yue'er arrived in the room, she began to come down. It was a kick at Ji Lingchen's ass.

"You girl don't know how to respect the old and love the young." Ji Lingchen grinned in pain.

"I don't understand." Leng Yue'er looked at him with wide eyes.

"If I hadn't told you to come here to hide, you'd probably be dead."

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be in this place of the either." Leng Yue'er's intestines are now blue with remorse. She came and forgot it, and she also involved Murong Qingli.

"The rain needle didn't hurt them." Murong Qingli watched the rain needles pouring down on those ghosts, and they didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Isn't there any harm in this rain needle?" Ji Lingchen also wondered.

"It's not. You see the weeds around them are dead. ”

"What's going on?"

"Is it because they're dead themselves?"

"Hmm. There is a possibility. The lady is smart. ”

"Whew. You guys, there's another person here. ”

Leng Yue'er glanced at him. Standing on tiptoe, he kissed Murong Qingli on the cheek.

"Oops, I'm going to get a needle's eye." Ji Lingchen hurriedly covered his eyes.

"Okay, don't make a fuss. Let's figure out how to get out. Murong Qingli looked at the girl in front of her with a smile.

Leng Yue'er stuck out her tongue at Ji Lingchen.

"If we want to get out, we have to destroy that red layer on the outside."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? But now the question is how to destroy the red layer. You give it a little force, and it gives you the rain needle back. Leng Yue'er looked at Ji Lingchen with disdain.

"Why don't you try space transfer."

"No, I can't. The location here is so peculiar. If you blindly use space to transfer, you may destroy the space here. ”

"What should I do then?"

"I'm probably going to have to die here." Murong Qingli looked at her pitifully.

"Uh. No way. It's so miserable. ”

"Hmm." Murong Qingli nodded heavily.

"Xianggong, I don't want to die yet." Leng Yue'er immediately burst into tears.

"Lady, don't be afraid to have your husband with you. I will accompany you on the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. Murong Qingli said and hugged Leng Yue'er into his arms.

"Xianggong, you're so good. I have no regrets when I met you in this life. Leng Yue'er also reached out to hug him.

"Are you enough?" Ji Lingchen looked coldly at the two people who were playing.

"Hey, you ghost old man, don't spoil such a good atmosphere." Leng Yue'er poked her head out of Murong Qingli's arms.

"Hurry up and find a way to get out." Ji Lingchen looked at the two acting people speechlessly.

"Cut, it's not fun. How are we going to get out? Leng Yue'er looked up at Murong Qingli.

"Find a way to get out." When did this girl know that she was acting?

"Oh, I think."

Murong Qingli couldn't help laughing when she looked at her so cute.

"Well, young people now." Ji Lingchen shook his head and looked at the two people in front of him. Very disdainful.

"Protect her." Murong Qingli looked at Ji Lingchen.

"Hmm." Ji Lingchen wanted to say why. After taking it, Murong Qingli had already gone out before the words could be spoken.

"What is he going to do?" Ji Lingchen and Leng Yue'er were lying at the door looking at Murong Qingli who walked out.

"Ruined that." Leng Yue'er pointed to the red light in the sky.

"Can he do it?"

"Yes."

"You just believe in him like that?"

"My father-in-law, I don't believe him, I believe in you, the ghost."

"How do you talk little girl?"

"That's it."

Outside the door, Murong Qingli felt a sweet heart.