"Yo, the little girl's hair is quite chic." The man stepped over the old man under him with some annoyance, and then picked up the cigarette gun in his hand with great interest, put it to his mouth and took a sip, then bent down and sent a sigh to the figure behind the girl.

Chic hair color?

Huo Yunche's right eye was beating wildly unconsciously, she quietly stretched out her right hand to cover her right eye, which was still pretentious, and the corners of her mouth were a little stunned.

I don't know why, she always has some "not very wonderful" premonition that the corner where she is hiding happens to be perfectly obscured from view, so, no, really, it's what she thinks, right?

No, it won't.

It has long been uncommon for foreigners to haunt the Qing Dynasty, but it is just a chic hair color, maybe it is dyed.

"Stinks to death, stay away from the master!"

The girl behind the girl, oh no, the boy suddenly burst out, the golden soul power brightened, and the ropes that bound his hands broke inch by inch under the storm of soul power, and there was not even a whole corpse left.

Without waiting for the man's reaction, he tore the rubber strip sealed on his mouth with his left hand, swept his right leg, and pulled out a full moon-shaped arc, like a long whip with full strength, and slammed it on the man's belly, which looked oily and watery.

"Wang Dong, gather some strength, don't get killed."

Another familiar voice came, and there was some unhappiness in the helplessness, Huo Yun clearly supported his forehead, yes, it was really her group of big babies who came here for sightseeing.

"Tsk, got it."

Wang Dong let out a slight unpleasant "tsk", paced in front of the man who was kicked by him, and without waiting for him to gasp and get up from the ground, he kicked again, the man's body flew out crookedly, fell with a "bang", and coincidentally knocked on the sharpest crack in the corner of the wall less than half a meter away from Huo Yunche.

Hey, it's dangerous.

Huo Yunche glanced at Wang Dong, who was grinding his teeth with a gloomy face not far away, and subconsciously moved an inch to the side, resolutely avoiding the possibility of being injured by mistake.

"Ahem. You. Who are you?"

"How dare you come to Fushou Smoke House to make trouble?!"

An earth-shattering cough came from the corner, and the man clutched his chest and gasped for breath, as if this would alleviate the pain in his body, while grinning and wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Someone—"

Before the man could finish shouting, another dull impact sounded, and the man was kicked into the air and fell again.

The man's vision was cloudy, and he almost stopped his heartbeat from the excitement the moment he flew up.

Wang Dong quickly pulled up the corner of the white cloth on the side, and shook slightly, the white cloth seemed to have a little more spirituality in his hand, tough and flexible, and the man's body couldn't stop spinning, and at the moment of landing, it was wrapped around a few times and thrown aside.

"Ahhh

When he was in free fall in the air, he was forced to do the difficult action of spinning for n weeks, and the man directly made a big action of dizziness and vomiting, and he even hallucinated the clicking sound of his bones shattering, and he couldn't help but shiver nervously, and the wailing continued.

Hearing the movement in the house, the family members rushed over one after another, and the inside and outside surrounded this corner can be regarded as airtight, but their faces are not as convincing as their behavior, they are all frightened by the scene that catches their eyes, and the timid are even so frightened that their hands holding the stick can't help shaking, and the appearance of the two trembling is even more surprised by Huo Yunche, who is hidden in the shadows.

Three big tripods with dark bodies floating in the air, and there is a girl with long dark green hair scattered in the middle, and the face is completely obscured, under the flickering candlelight, the ink color between the hair is more intense, and the green on the top has a more gloomy sense of sight, weird and secluded.

In particular, on the left and right sides of the girl, there were two beams of white light that imitated the shape of ghost fire mixed with the cold chill of the forest.

Hell in broad daylight!

"Ghost, there's a ghost, ahh

The first man to rush into the corner faced the horror, rolled his eyes, and sat down on the ground, the club in his hand thrown by him under a spirit that he didn't know where, and smashed directly on the head of an unlucky man, knocking the person unconscious.

He propped his hands on the ground, kept falling backwards, and the gray robe he was wearing was soaked with sweat, smudging out a lot of black mottles, and the cloth under his buttocks was even darker, dragging out the extremely long traces of wetness, and his mouth kept muttering "Don't eat me, don't eat me"

The family who came from behind to surround the three of them only felt the wind gusting all around them, as if they had fallen into a strange quagmire, and after everyone looked at me and I looked at you, the sticks in their hands fell off one after another, smashed to the ground, and then ran away without turning their heads.

Poof, what a ghost.

I don't know whose idea it was.

Looks like they're a little bit more integrated than she thought.

Huo Yunche clasped her hands on her chest, smiling so much that her eyebrows and eyes were full of water, she reached out to rub the water color that hindered her from watching the play, and complained in her heart seriously, if she came to the last sentence quietly, "Give me back my life~" would be more perfect.

"Wouldn't it be nice if you added it yourself?"

An unfamiliar voice with a certain charm appeared in Huo Yunche's ears, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up like a stress, and the roots were distinct.

"Who?"

Huo Yunche's head seemed to be a little stuck, and she turned stiffly in the direction of the sound to the left, the heart beating wildly in her chest seemed to be roaring in her ears, and the clenched palms were covered with cold sweat in an instant.

"Don't be nervous, little one."

"I just felt the breath of an old friend, and came over to have a look."

"Oh yes, my name is Meng Zhang."

"I remember this is the name you humans gave me."

A pair of big hands suddenly appeared in the air, landed on Huo Yunche's head and rubbed it, and said with a smile, the hidden figure gradually appeared on the side, but it was not clear in the dark, and he could only vaguely see that the person who came was wearing a green robe, with a dragon and phoenix posture.

Meng Zhang

Why does this name sound familiar?

Huo Yunche frowned, but he didn't wave his hand to knock off the big hand on his head, after all, the person who came was stronger than her, and he didn't know how many times and there was no malice, as a weak party, it was not unacceptable to be touched on the head.

It's just, why does everyone like to touch her head!

Phew! It's not tall in the first place!

Crying chirp (ω)

Can some friends guess who Meng Zhang is ()