Chapter 2: Is Anyone There?

Ming Ze slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the corner of the water, a pair of obsidian-like black eyes flashed with a sharp black light, raised the hand on the stone wall, white and slender fingertips, in this shadow blocked by the mountain ridge of the moonlight, gradually rose to the starting point of the fire deeper than the night, the flame flashed bright spots, bright as stars, but revealing deadly danger.

"Well, Ze, why are you!"

Before the woman who was pressed against the stone wall had finished speaking, the hand he grabbed on her shoulder rose and fell, and a knife slapped her unconscious.

Glancing at the Chiguo woman who was gradually slipping into the water with disgust, there was no more pity in his eyes because the two had just had an unusual relationship.

Indifferently retracted his gaze, and when he looked at the boundary of the mountain ridge where the sound of water colliding became clearer and clearer, the indifference in his eyes disappeared, and a touch of coldness of the yin owl emerged, and his lips were lightly hooked

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When Mu Ling'er swam to the bend with great effort and great difficulty, the increasingly clear woman's voice stopped abruptly at this time, and disappeared very neatly, as if the previous voice was just her own hallucination, Mu Ling'er approached the edge of the mountain, and looked curiously on the stone wall with her brows on the stone wall

The dark night could not be seen, and the two sides of the dark mountain ridge were like the two ends of day and night, one was extremely bright, and the other was very dark and pure.

This is not normal.

Even if the moonlight is really blocked by the ridge of the mountain, it is impossible for this side of the mountain to be dark without even a trace of light!

"Please, is anyone there?"

Mu Ling'er swallowed her saliva, and there was a trilling voice in the voice of inquiry that even she could hear.

In the shadows, the Ming Ze, who turned back into the prototype, lurked beside the stone wall, quietly observing Mu Ling'er, through the moonlight coming from behind her, he could faintly see her side face with a little fear, a pair of tender white hands tightly grasped the stone wall, staring at the big eyes and looking left and right, as if looking for something, the water waves that floated from time to time rippled beside her elbows, hiding a side of spring.

Through his perception in the water, a muffled sound of drums spread from her chest in the water.

Ming Ze couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, "What a slow little girl." โ€

Mu Ling'er guessed correctly, this darkness is indeed abnormal, and this abnormal darkness is from the hands of the underworld.

The starry flame that was still burning in his hand was called the Yao Fire, which ignited itself by burning light, and this abnormal darkness was the product of the burning of the Yao Fire.

Mu Ling'er waited for a while, and the empty lake replied to her only the echo of her own self-reflection.

"Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone there?"

"Is there anybody?"

"Are you there?"

"What?"

Mu Ling'er asked again without giving up, and what she was waiting for was still her own echo Mu Ling'er bit her lip, she didn't believe it was her own illusion, she obviously felt the trembling of the stone wall, and obviously heard the woman's voice, but now

This place should not be stayed for long.

Mu Ling'er nodded firmly, her eyes swept the darkness in front of her alertly, and her body climbing on the stone wall began to disappear back little by little, and at the same time, Ming Ze's body also dived into the water little by little.

The moment she mustered up the courage to turn around, she swam with all the force she could in her life to the bank where she had stored her clothes, plopping all the way to the wolf bรจi, until she swam to the shallow water, and she slowed down slightly.

Raised her hand to wipe the water splashes on her face, looked back in fear, and saw that there was nothing behind her, so she let go of the breath she had raised.

"Mother, there won't really be a ghost in this world that the third brother said, right?"

Mu Ling'er grinned, her little hand that was still trembling slightly touched her chest, and her eyes with a faint moisture were a little more stable when she touched the clothes on the shore.

Call!

He exhaled boldly, rubbed his sore arm, and then turned his head again and swam towards the shore.

But at that moment, a long, cool, hard thing went up from her tail vertebrae, clinging to her back and up to her shoulder