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Account cancellation means the death of the player.

[Holy! What the hell is going on? 】

[Are there any impermanent people?] Go and see your members! 】

[Damn, it's really fake, it's so mysterious, it won't be a combination of inside and outside, right]

[Crazy, who would risk their lives to be with a newcomer! ] 】

[No, players are not allowed to kill people in the transit space, what the hell is going on?] I didn't come back to find out the information! 】

[What kind of demon method is this! 】

[Shhh, don't talk nonsense, do you want to be canceled too?!] 】

Turning off the barrage of players who were swiping the screen, Yan Lan leaned against the cave wall and slid down.

She suddenly raised her hand and touched her stomach.

It's very supportive.

The gushing fishy smell fills the mouth and nose and makes people feel sick.

"Did you eat the heart, or drink the brain?"

Yan Lan stretched out her hand, put the back of her hand against her forehead, and whispered to the black sticky mass that she could only see:

"It's disgusting.

"Eat less next time, I don't like that."

The black semi-liquid that was wrapped around Yan Lan's body flowed, and he smiled meaninglessly.

In the next moment, it was like a virtual illusion that exploded into a strange and mysterious illusion.

Yan Lan squinted slightly.

It's not a tranquil Taoist temple or a lot of accusations, but a dark cave.

The creature, seduced by the heart of blood, tore and devoured his human child alive, whimpering hard and swallowing frantically.

"What do you want to tell me?" Yan Lan's eyes froze, "Refute what I just said?" ”

The scenery trembled, like a monster's playful chuckle.

The blood-covered child in the hallucination looked up sharply, his gaze seemed vigilant.

His mouth was stuffed with blood-red eyeball tentacles, and his abdomen was disemboweled, and his own internal organs were flowing to the ground.

I can't see my face clearly.

Because the owner of the memory resists to recall the experience.

Yan Lan tugged at the corners of her lips and smiled: "I fed you, if you are not obedient and restrain these side effects that torment me, I will dig out my brain and heart, and die with you." ”

Shocked by Yan Lan's threat, the illusion gradually distorted, and the semi-liquid black flesh retracted into Yan Lan's shadow, lurking quietly.

The illusion is scattered, and there is complete tranquility.

Yan Lan closed her eyes, her body relaxed, and casually pulled open the neckline of the white lining, revealing her collarbone with obvious curvature.

The skin glowed sickly white in the reddish moonlight, like a white mandala in a handful of damp and icy darkness.

Weird and blurry, delicate to the point of unreality.

[Although I don't know what just happened, although I am confused, but she is now, cough cough ......]

[I know you want to say it, but don't say it yet, I'll get in the car first]

"I remember that I was serious about live broadcasting."

Yan Lan glanced at the barrage and smiled in a dumb voice, "Don't brush unhealthy things." ”

[Is she seducing me when she speaks to me in this voice?] She loves me! ]

[How many dishes upstairs, drunk like this?] ]

[Who remembers that we were waiting for her to start the barrage and taunt behind the scenes, we have so many licking faces, funny]

[Don't worry about it, just rely on the operation of Yan Languan to protect the white snake, we have no reason to spray, and we don't want to be a human being's "non-our race must be killed"]

Yan Lan rubbed her eyebrows, she could feel the temperature of her body rising.

I had a fever.

This broken body is about to be broken by itself.

"Squeak."

"Squeak Squeak......"

A noisy cry rang out, and Yan Lan looked down to see several palm-sized long-haired rats burrowing out of the cave, scarlet eyes looking straight at her.

Mouse?

"Squeak."

The mouse barked a few times, and suddenly jumped up and bit Yan Lan's sleeve, desperately flapping on his hind feet.

Then the next mouse bit its tail and connected it in turn, and the last mouse ladder was bitten by the tail and dragged hard.

If she didn't want to break her sleeves, Yan Lan would have to follow this group of rats.

"You'd better not bite it, I've got a piece of clothing with me."

Yan Lan got up obediently, and it didn't matter if she went to take a look.

Walking inside, it is also a one-person high passage, from narrow to bright, embedded with a warm and shining night pearl.

There was a faint tone of leisure:

"Who raised Sa Sui in the first place? Who raised the sa in the first place?

"Inheriting the ancestral teachings from generation to generation, the dragon and phoenix fetus are auspicious."

Yan Lan was slightly stunned.

This is the song sung by the stone carving before entering the village, but this voice is younger.

"Bear good flowers, bear evil grasses.

"The young birds nest in the yellow cellar, and the mountains and rivers are peaceful and rusty."

Turning through the tunnel, it was completely bright.

The tune is also clear.

"Offering fish to the river, the gods on the three rocks appeared, and the gong lay on the ground and hit three hammers."

The humming man sat at the red desk, his seductive eyes narrowed slightly, supporting his chin with one hand and fiddling with the candle flame with the other.

The dark purple robe was open to reveal a dark green belly pocket, and the palm-sized golden mouse ears were delicate and elegant.

"There is yin in a radius of 100 miles, twelve fans are sent to Sa Sui, and Gujing Luoquan is exchanged for flowers and plants."

After the other party finished humming the tune, he lifted his eyelids slightly to look at Yan Lan, and looked at it with a smile.

"Little Daoist, forgive me for being distracted."

He said with a crooked body, his appearance was exquisite, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were red and red.

"You can call me Shejun."

"She-kun?" Yan Lan's eyebrows raised.

"Hug Puzi" has a saying: "The son is said to be the monarch of the society, and the rat is also." ”

"Hmm." He curled his lips and nodded, his drooping eyelashes seemed to silently invite the guests to come closer, and he seemed to distance himself with his pale red eyes, and the white rat tail curled behind him.

"Then the Shejun coerced me here, what important things to discuss?"

Yan Lan raised her sleeve and motioned for the mouse holding her.

"Children are always ignorant, and I clearly said please."

She Jun smiled and stretched out his fingers, the first mouse let go of its mouth, and the rat ladder fell and ran.

The rat-tailed rat's head rotated together to form a circular circle, and it turned several times until Shejun gently snapped his fingers and struck out a piece of broken silver, which broke the circular circle of the rat group.

The rats "squeaked" a few times and scattered in all directions.

"This kind of confused dolls have to borrow some external force to break through this headless circle."

Shejun curled his lips, "Let Xiao Daoye smile, I invited you to come without malice, just to make a deal with you." ”

"Deal?"

Yan Lan watched the rats run away, her eyes darkened, she raised her head and smiled: "What can I do to help the gray fairy who has turned into a human body?" ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

When Shejun heard the meaning, he hooked first, "You didn't come here for the matter of a gray fairy wanting to marry?" ”

"I heard that the Southwest Gray family is owned by white-haired gold rats, and it is rare to see it with my own eyes, which really makes the younger generations panic."

Yan Lan sorted out her wrinkled sleeves as she spoke, her tone was careless, and there was no trace of "panic": "Shejun is really in charge of the family and knows everything. ”

"I, the elder, still know a little about the junior."

Shejun took out a gold-carved cigarette gun from his waist, gently supported it with his fingertips, pressed it against his lips, and looked up and smiled:

"Trouble little Daoist, help me light a cigarette?"

(End of chapter)