The smoke was filled, and there seemed to be a melodious song from the depths.

Qingluan raised his eyes and looked around at the unclear scenery around him.

The few people behind her have long been gone, as if she is the only one left in the entire desolate high-rise building.

Whether it's a human being or a ghost or a demon, she must always be allowed to see it.

Qingluan raised his feet and stepped on the third floor, and there were still bursts of fog as far as his eyes could see, but he caught a glimpse of white in the afterglow, and when he turned his head slightly, he saw a demonic young man sitting on the stone window, dressed in gorgeous white.

He turned his head, and a gentle smile appeared in his long, deep phoenix eyes.

"Little Qiqi~"

A cold voice.

Qingluan stood in place, without any movement.

This time ink is fake.

For some reason, when I saw this person, this sentence jumped out of my heart.

She was already familiar with Shi Mo, but she didn't expect that she was already so familiar. Qingluan's eyes flashed, he was already in her world, so deeply involved.

Swish!

In vain, a dark blue arrow string burst through the smoke.

An arrow pierced the chest of a beautiful young man.

The red blood splattered and stained the beautiful white garment.

"Cut." Qingluan looked at the scenery in front of him expressionlessly, and cut by the way.

Turn around and continue walking towards the fourth floor.

The beautiful young man on the stone window behind him raised his head, his phoenix eyes gradually turned into black holes, looking gloomily at Qingluan's back, and finally his whole body exploded into clouds and mist, blending into layers of mist.

Gravel rolls off.

On the top floor, countless black shadows flickered in the mist.

I don't know where I moved the crown chair, and on the chair was a beautiful and bewitching young man, with one hand supporting his head, and the other slender and white finger pointed on the armrest, again and again, and knocked.

The sound of the door being pushed open.

The extremely long and curly eyelashes like black feathers are gently raised, revealing a pair of deep phoenix eyes beautifully outlined by soft lines.

Under the narrow corners of the eyes, there are black tear moles, like ghosts from the abyss of hell, enchanting and profound.

What came in was a girl in a light-colored shirt, who was Qingluan, whom he was very familiar with.

"Shi Mo, you're here!" Qingluan said, happily walked up to the young man, and reached out to touch his cheek.

The deep and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of dark red was invisible.

"Shimo..."

Before Qingluan's words fell, her slender white fingers slammed into her neck.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking, the girl's eyes widened in disbelief, and her head tilted.

"Ants."

The cold and gloomy voice exudes a hazy murderous intent and dead air. In the heavy fog, there was an indescribable strange coldness, as if the entire space was distorted, and even the air was frozen.

At this moment, the tall building seems to be haunted by the unjust ghosts in the abyss and hell, ghostly and charming.

A black shadow flickered, and a pale young man in a black robe appeared respectfully behind Shi Mo, holding a clean pure white silk handkerchief.

"Lord."

Wow.

The girl was casually thrown away by him, and a strange whirlpool slowly emerged behind the pale boy.

Then a giant beast's bloody mouth opened and bit the girl at once.

Chewed up.

The pale boy's mouth moved.

The strange chewing sound gradually became strange and clear in the fog.

Shi Mo leaned lazily on the bench, wiping his slender fingers with a pure white silk handkerchief, and his posture was elegant and proud.

The slender eyelashes as black feathers fell gently, and a treacherous shadow fell on his skin as white as porcelain jade, and the ghostly and narrow phoenix eyes could only afford to see the enchanting and deep dark red circulating at this time, enchanting and beautiful, but cold and strange not like humans.

The black tear mole that fell under the corner of the right eye completely turned red at some point.

In an instant, it was like a god above the nine heavens, a ghost and demon who fell into the abyss of hell.

There seems to be a cold chill that seems to be absent.