Since they weren't together, who sent them, and why were there only a few? Was their purpose to find out the news or to assassinate any of them?

Thinking about it, Liuli Kuang and the others stopped their eyes on Liulishan's body. Now, except for Luo Chen and Mu Nanyi, Liulishan is clearly the backbone of them. There is no reason, any reason to choose to believe, to rely on.

Therefore, as long as she is with her, Liuli Kuang consciously waits for Liulishan to make a decision.

"Whether it's a group or not, what is the purpose, will you find out when you ask later?" The red lips opened, Liulishan's eyes flowed confidently, and the bright red and sexy lips inadvertently raised a smile, seeing Luo Chen's heart beating rapidly, Mu Nanyi's heart trembled.

Liulishan's appearance, in the past three years, he has not been uncommon!

"Shan'er, will they tell the truth?"

"Yes. "Liulishan is sure.

As for her affirmative appearance, Mu Nanyi believed it, but Luo Chen on the side didn't think so.

If they were spies and came to find out the news, ordinary spies would be fine, but if they weren't ordinary spies, it would be impossible to learn the truth from them.

Thinking about it, Luo Chen lowered his eyes, and a hesitation flashed in his deep eyes. Do you want to help? Looking up, looking at Liulishan, if he helps, will Liulishan think that she doesn't believe her?

Tangled...

"You have to believe in Mo Li. ”

In his ears, a warm and reprimanding voice came. Luo Chen's eyes flashed slightly, turned his head sideways, and looked at Mu Nanyi who opened his mouth unhappily.

Mu Nanyi looked back, Junyi's face was full of peace. It was as if the low sound just now was not made by him, which made Luo Chen grind his teeth secretly.

"I believe everyone is tired, don't stand here, set up a tent to rest. Regarding the question of those people just now, for Liulishan, she is not in a hurry. You have to take your time to be fun when interrogating this kind of thing. And the top priority now is to get a good rest.

After fighting all night, sweaty and blood-red, she couldn't stand it.

Seeing that Liulishan changed the topic, Liulikuang frowned, and her face was puzzled, but Luo Chen spoke up depressedly: "Shan'er, do we still want to rest here?"

Liulishan raised her eyebrows, and then she retracted her mind and looked at their battlefield seriously.

Well......

How to describe it?

Although this scene was sorted out by the people brought by Yi Zhenghong, Luo Chen and Mu Nanyi, in Liulishan's eyes, he still couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The originally green and green grass was now covered with blood, and all kinds of cold weapons were everywhere, making the grass swaying in the wind bend its waist. Further on, a hill of nearly 10,000 wrecks was now surrounded by raging fire, billowing smoke rising into the sky, and the disgusting smell of burning and pungent blood permeated the surroundings.

Liulishan retracted her gaze, her face was embarrassed: "Well, let's change places." ”

Just now, she spent all her energy on that killing and those few people, but now that she reacts, she feels that the hills at this moment are like hell. It's a living person, and he can't stand the breath here.

Because of Liulishan's words, the group of them simply packed their bags in the night, and quickly evacuated here. It can't be helped, the smell here is really unbearable. If it weren't for Liulishan's lack of opening, they wouldn't dare to leave, and after dealing with those people, they would have left long ago.

The screen rotates.

Liulishan has just changed the place to rest, and the inn on the other side. In the middle of the night, two terrible and terrifying screams came from Murong Ze's house again.

Some of the passers-by who lived in the inn woke up from their dreams again.

At this frightened scream, the innkeeper and Zhihua each trembled in their hearts, and went straight to Murong Ze's house with panicked expressions. For the other residents, this exclamation was supposed to make them feel dissatisfied when they woke up from their dreams, but at the same time, they were even more curious that in the middle of the night, they could make such an exclamation, either doing something completely evil or being entangled in something they had never seen. Therefore, out of curiosity, they all got up and gathered in front of Murong Ze's house.

Outside the house, including the shopkeeper, his eyes were fixed on the closed depressed discussion. And inside the house, Zhihua, Yao Ge, Dancing Butterfly, and Mengyu looked at each other, all looking at Murong Ze who was sitting in the corner in a cold sweat for some reason.

Such a Murong Ze really surprised several of them.

After following Murong Ze for a few years, several of them still knew him to some extent. He, under the appearance of the handsome Yixian, is cold-hearted and cold-hearted. Even if he did something heinous, he would not blink an eye, let alone show such a panicked, frightened and frightened look in the future.

And now?

Zhihua and the others looked at each other again, and at the same time, they wanted to know what Murong Ze had seen, so that they would change their handsome and fairy-like appearance in the past, and they were afraid of becoming like this.

"Little Lord, what's wrong with you?" depressed to depressed, curious to curious. Under years of demonic training, the minds of several people have been honed to a certain extent. In the face of this kind of suddenness, and what they can't control, their first thing is to find out what happened, and whether their little master is in trouble.

The words of Zhihua's worries came softly into his ears, and Murong Ze, who was shrinking in the corner, turned pale and precipitated for a while, and then raised his colorless eyes.

When the figure of the person in the painting fell into his eyes, a while passed, and his colorless eyes were full of rejuvenation.

It's just that the pale face is still bloodless. After a pause, he found his own unique, suffocated and soothing voice: "When you came in, did you see a figure on my couch?"

Zhihua was stunned for a moment, and they all didn't know why you look at me and I look at you, and then swept their eyes to the only soft couch in Murong Ze's house.

It was empty, except for the quilts and pillows.

"Little Lord forgive me, when I came in, I only cared about looking for your figure, and I didn't..." Seeing Murong Ze's face getting heavier and darker and darker sitting in the corner, Yao Ge, who spoke, didn't dare to continue.

Originally, after hearing the voice, they rushed in and quickly looked for Murong Ze's figure, but at that time, they didn't see anyone else in this room.

"Get out of here, and be sure to get out of here early tomorrow morning. "I can't take it anymore. After Murong Ze, who had a black face, sobered up, he felt ashamed when he looked at the concerned eyes in front of him. What's more, his frightened scream just now, he didn't have to think about it, just listening to the sound outside the house, he understood that not only these people, but also the people in the vicinity must have known.

How can he, who pays attention to face, endure the strange stares cast by others.

Thinking that he had grown so big, in just two days, his face was inexplicably lost.

"Yes. A few people who knew the painting listened to the words, but they didn't dare to say anything. glanced at each other, and then turned around and left tacitly.

Later, there were words outside the house that Zhihua and a few people drove people away.

After a long time, the inn finally returned to tranquility. In Murong Ze's house, the candlelight on the table still shone faintly.

The afterglow of the moon jumped into the house through the wooden window, connecting with the candlelight, illuminating the room as much as possible.

And Murong Ze, after the inn was quiet again, sat at the square table, staring at the soft couch in front of him for a long time through the faint candlelight.

It wasn't until his neck was stiff, his eyelids were heavy, and after he was sure that the terrifying figure would really not appear again on the soft couch, Murong Ze blinked his sour eyes and moved his neck to relieve himself.

After that, Murong Ze began to contemplate with his eyes. After pulling his stomach all afternoon, he rested early because of the numbness and collapse of his legs, but when he fell asleep, he could feel something blowing around him, like a gust of wind, and like a warm breath of a person. But the moment he opened his eyes, he was almost scared to death on the spot by what he saw.

It was like something that appeared out of thin air last night, unreal, terrifyingly real. That kind of terrifying appearance that looks like a ghost but not a ghost doesn't make Murong Ze feel terrified.

Is there really a ghost in the world?

Murong Ze, who had never believed in those, was shaken at this moment. If not, then how can I explain what I saw on these two nights? If there were no ghosts, what would he see?

They all said that they don't do bad things and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and he has done too many bad things, but now, does he have to retribution?

Thinking about it, Murong Ze's handsome face turned pale again.

Early the next morning, Murong Ze, who had been pondering all night and didn't dare to fall asleep, paced downstairs as soon as it was dawn. Xiao Er in the inn was surprised when he saw him. Thinking back to the two miserable screams last night, Xiao Er understood again. Looking at Murong Ze, there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

It's just that this touch of sympathy is extremely dazzling in Murong Ze's eyes. And the little two didn't say anything, which made him angry, but he couldn't get angry.

Taking a deep breath, thinking that he would leave here later, so that he didn't need to see these strange eyes, Murong Ze felt better.

After a while, my heart felt better. But my body was uncomfortable.

Murong Ze frowned, and his cold eyes gradually lowered. hands, also unbearably covered the abdomen. In the abdomen, the faint pain was unusually similar to yesterday afternoon, and Murong Ze was depressed and angry. Early in the morning, he didn't eat anything, he didn't touch anything, why did this happen?

"Gollum~"

With a sound in his abdomen, a certain part of Murong Ze's body tightened. Without thinking, without hesitation, with a pale face, under Xiao Er's puzzled and curious gaze, Murong Ze went straight to the place he hated at the speed of light~ thatched toilet.