"What do you call this handsome little guy?" Yan Huo pushed open the secret door in front of him, and his arm was sore. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Nike, Field!" the little boy tapped his fingers on the wall, just in time to wake up the ghosts of the wall lamps sleeping on the walls of the secret doors, and they were like a burst of spirits on the electrified clocks, instantly illuminating the entire dark passage. The mural ghosts are all amber in color, and they are said to have only a soul fire, which can inhabit lampshades of various shapes, and are quite special ghost paintings.

"How do you know us? I don't think I've ever seen you!" Yan Huo finally pushed open the secret door that had been sealed for a long time, sweating profusely on his forehead, seeing that this dark passage with nine twists and eighteen bends and the maze were withdrawn together, but pushing open the secret door was another way, and he sighed in his heart.

"Hmm...... Maybe you forgot!" Nike rubbed the tip of his nose with his hand, and his eyes rolled to look away.

The little boy's eyes flashed with a faint golden luster, and he was very skilled in pushing open the secret door in the dark, if he stood behind you, you would definitely feel like a man on his back, the primordial fear that inspired the cells was like a devil's claw stretched out in the dark, and it didn't scratch your heart.

Augustin kept poking his fingers at the back of the fire, like squeezing bubbles, he was still haunted by being called Shu, his silver-white pupils leaked a trace ......of resentment, and said in a muffled voice: "You are the heir of the bloodline limit? But your eyes are not the same as the golden pupils of Duke Li Chuan!

Nike responded to Augustin grumblingly, thinking about the wording before saying: "Flame Golden Pupil! and Golden Pupil belong to the same ancestor, and later evolved an independent bloodline limit through the bloodline inheritance branch, and most of our clansmen live a secret life. The Flame Golden Pupil is able to see through long distances, which is my basic ability. You weird Shu Huang always teleported, and I was tired enough!"

"Can you see through clothes?" asked the proverb in a whisper in Nike's ear.

"Uh, yes!" Nike nodded with cramps, his mind twitching to imagine a picture that shouldn't have appeared, and then slapped himself in the face.

"Wow, you're so blessed!" Yan Huo raised his eyebrows, his face full of thieves.

"That weird ...... behind you" The pecking sound in Nike's ears did not stop, but pierced the darkness, and the frequency of poking was getting faster and faster.

"Augustine, what are you poking me for? I'm not cotton!" Yan Huo finally couldn't take it anymore and glared back at him angrily.

"If you don't like it, if you don't want to be poked, go to the back of my ass, or you'll be stabbed by me. Seeing that you are still enjoying it, I thought you didn't feel ......" Augustine did not stop, but was unscrupulous.

"I want to fight, don't you? I will go back and throw you in the house and do it until I beg for mercy!"

"Oh, then I'll tell Erin about your question about see-through clothes!" Augustine was stunned for a second, and the corners of his mouth rose with a sunset shadow, and he turned around slowly.

"Stop! You're not afraid that I'll pull you into troubled waters?"

"Count you ruthless!" Augustine's face changed drastically, and he immediately gave up the idea.

On the other hand, Erin and Changtian had to close the secret door behind for safety, so they had some distance from the three people in front. I have to say that the design of this secret door is quite simple, there is not even an automatic mechanical mechanism, and the secret door needs to be opened and closed by manpower, and it takes a lot of effort to discredit and advance.

By the faint light of the ghost of the wall lamp, their tense hearts relaxed a little, and the rest of the road went smoothly.

The smell of rotting moss came from ahead, mixed with the intoxication of fruit-making, and when they came to the muddy and slightly drunken area, they immediately covered their noses and quickly fled, only to break into a dimly lit, noisy old tavern. Such a sudden appearance successfully froze the atmosphere of the tavern in an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on them.

The old wooden tavern is very spacious, the interior furnishings are very simple, and there is a sharp eye sweeping the noisy environment in the dimly lit place, which is the owner of this hidden tavern. The red robe on her body is very conspicuous, especially under the dim and flickering lights, it is even more bewitching and moving.

The woman followed the crowd's gaze, the corners of her mouth spitting red smoke rose slightly, she tapped the table with the cigarette gun in her hand, and shouted in a frozen voice: "Oh, here are the guests! I haven't seen a guest through the secret door for a long time, it's really strange! According to the rules of this tavern, all guests who come in through the secret door are exempt from the fee! Emma, lead the guests to the VIP area!"

Soon the noise was like thunder, quickly drowning out the second half of the boss's voice...... The patrons of the tavern were not surprised, their attention was scattered, and the smell of wine and sweat mingled in this closed tavern, which was very pungent.

Changtian's brows twitched, his sharp eyes swept around, his expression was full of disgust and disgust, he felt that he was bathed in a place of negative energy, and he was fully defensive and resistant.

Yan Huo exhaled the breath in his chest with difficulty, and he pursed his lower lip, wary of which unscrupulous person rushed up to fight, I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened.

As for Irene, she behaved calmly, it turned out that she fine-tuned the water magic in her body to exert the effect of freshening and purifying the air for herself, and naturally she would not be affected by the tavern environment.

The customer at the round table grinned and scolded the plainly dressed girl, and the swaying bottle in his hand splashed reddish-brown wine from time to time and sprinkled on Emma. Emma struggled to calm down and appease the drunk man at the round table, but it was too late. Emma is similar in age to Erin, Jiao Didi walked up to Changtian and the others, bowed gently and lovely, pursed her lips and asked softly: "I'm sorry to be late!

The emotional regulation ability that has been exercised here for many years is really not ordinarily strong, and after being humiliated by a guest, he can still maintain a smile to receive the next guest, which shows that there is always something extraordinary about working here, Emma is just such a hidden person, as the so-called people can't be disguised.

Augustine got ahead of the proverbial fire, walked behind Emma with a pleasant face, and got into a family affair with her. Such a fanfare way to flirt with a girl, a discerning person will know it at first sight, but he is too lazy to debunk it. On the other hand, looking at the internal environment of the tavern, Changtian has an indescribable weirdness.

Isn't the earth-shaking changes in the outside world enough to indirectly change this place? The people who drink in this tavern don't have a magic core behind their necks and spinal cords, and they are obviously all normal people...... But that's weird!

There was no doubt that this was an old tavern, and every one of the woods that made up the house smelled of old and mellow liquor, and the rough walls were a dark and blue color, and the oil lamps hanging from the top swished and smoked so black that it looked up like a black hollow.

The tavern floor was so thick that there was not a trace of it even if these rough men tossed around. It is not surprising that the patterns carved on it are strangely shaped, and it looks like a magic array but looks like a graffiti work.

The furnishings here are very simple, more than a dozen small round tables with chairs with broken wood, wine cabinets with all kinds of glass bottles full of wine, marked with a variety of price tags, the most impressive thing is that there are large wine barrels next to each wooden pillar in the tavern, and the lid of the barrel is equipped with some kind of wine-making device, which can be enjoyed by these drunkards for free, as for the quality and taste of the wine, it is not good, it is generally the failure of the boss's winemaking.

There is free alcohol to drink, naturally not accounting whether it is better or not, so the drunkards are drunk, and it is rare and strange to get drunk and dry, which is nothing more than damage to the small round table and chairs, and after sobering up, they are forcibly extorted by the boss to compensate for the loss. Even so, these drunkards still visit here at night.

Emma led them around the round table in the tavern and the noisy pile of drunkards, and walked towards the dark passage deeper in the tavern. The ghost of the sconces laughed unnoticed......