Although he heard the sound, but no one came, Lan Ting only felt that the girl's breath in his arms was weakening, and hurriedly asked, "How are you?"

At this time, Shering was already unconscious, and Lan Ting could not get an answer, and he was at a loss for a while. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info regretted it in his heart, how could he doubt Sheling, it was really damned! Suddenly, there seemed to be someone walking behind him, and he turned around suddenly, and the paper man on the altar in the dark actually climbed down by himself, and the paper man laughed while crawling, laughing with bad intentions, and bleeding from the seven orifices.

Lan Ting saw this sudden change and was furious, isn't this a ghost! He didn't care much more, picked up the spirit of the sher, and suddenly got up and slammed into the door. In a hurry, he exerted his strength so fast that he slammed the door into a hole.

Lan Ting thought that if he escaped from the inside, the situation would be much better outside. But the outside is even worse than the inside, there is a bloody paper figure inside, but there are a hundred of them outside! These hundred paper people look exactly like the one inside!

And these hundred paper figures slowly crawled towards Lan Ting, and he was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak and he couldn't stand up anymore. Looking up, the moon in the night sky was shaped like a skeleton and cast on the ground, Lan Ting and the two were shrouded in the shadow of the skeleton, he shook the unconscious spirit in his arms, and said in his heart: Wake up quickly, otherwise we will die here. But Sherin was too badly wounded to hear his call.

Lan Ting's hands and feet were cold, and now he had to wait, waiting for these paper figures to crawl over. Will they eat themselves? But with so many paper figures, is there enough for the two of them? The thought of being eaten by this terrible thing in one bite after a while, what else could Lan Ting's heart have but fear?

Suddenly thought that since it is a paper man, it must be ignited by the fire, and when I touched the fire fold in my arms, I was overjoyed, and I just wanted to open it when I took it out, but my hands trembled because I was too nervous, and I didn't hold the fire fold and fell to the ground and rolled out of the distance, which is terrible!

Lan Ting's hot and cold sweat flowed together, and as he saw the paper people crawling closer and closer, he kept thinking of ways to deal with it.

By the way, doesn't it say that a child's urine can ward off evil spirits? I am still a child's body, quickly untie my belt, the cool breeze is swishing, but at this time I am nervous and can't pee! I said eagerly: Brother, give me some strength, pee quickly! The more nervous he is, the more he can't pee, what can I do?

The wind was howling, and the paper people were crawling faster and faster, rushing towards the two of them like a tide. Lanting gave up struggling because he knew that everything he had done was in vain. Even if he blocks these paper figures, there may be more terrifying things waiting for him in the future, so he just gives up.

To give up is to die.

At this moment, a figure loomed in the night, lonely and lonely, and Yang Yixiao appeared as if he was the only one in the red dust.

Lan Ting saw him on the verge of despair, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and desperately shouted: "Senior brother, come and save me!"

A voice sounded in Yang Yixiao's heart: Senior brother, I'm not your junior brother!

The Ling Xiao Sword behind him lay quietly in the scabbard, his hands hung quietly on the sides of his legs, but his clothes fluttered slightly, his eyes were full of sadness, and he stared coldly at Lan Ting, who was surrounded by paper figures, which was an indifferent coldness.

He never intended to save this titular senior brother, he was used to being a young master since he was a child, and he was conceited that he had outstanding martial arts among the younger generation. But why is Qi Chu so good to Lan Ting, this kid is not as good as himself in terms of background and martial arts, but he still calls him senior brother! Yang Yixiao was not only dissatisfied in his heart, but also jealous. Maybe without Lan Ting's existence, Qi Chu would pay attention to himself.

Lan Ting thought that Yang Yixiao was frightened by this scene, and kept shouting: "Senior brother, help!"

Every shout was like a knife mercilessly inserted into Yang Yixiao's heart, and the voice shot back again and again: I don't want to be your junior brother!

Yang Yixiao gritted his teeth and watched as the paper man grabbed Lan Ting's hands and feet, and climbed up along his arms and thighs, Lan Ting's shouts became weaker and weaker. But somehow, Yang Yixiao felt a pain in his heart, his brows were furrowed, and his cold eyes stared at Lan Ting on the edge of life and death.

Then he saw a peerless face, a serene face with deep pain. Once upon a time, my mother leaned against the head of the bed, and didn't the painful look on her face exactly the same as hers?

Yang Yixiao only felt heartache, and his mother, who loved him the most since he was a child, was now struggling on the verge of death, and he couldn't do anything about it. At this moment, the expression of sorrow and pain was deeply imprinted on Yang Yixiao's heart.

Yang Yixiao said in her heart: My mother has always been kind, and I can't see others suffering, otherwise I will be sad. If my mother saw this girl die today, she would be very sad.

He struggled in his heart, and this was the best chance to get rid of Lanting. But in the end, the boy finally couldn't bear it, after all, he was his own classmate. And Lan Ting is not like a bad person, because he is too narrow-minded.

So, the Ling Xiao sword broke out of its sheath, and a clear whistle resounded through the vast land, this sword contained all the love of a lonely son for his kind mother.

Countless silver lights slipped down like meteors in the night sky, it was a rain of swords, a rain of swords!

The rain of swords fell on the paper figures, and in a moment hundreds of paper figures burst into flames. Yang Yixiao flew to Sheling's side, took the girl's hand and took her into his arms, and continued to transmit power into her body.

She groaned and slowly opened her eyes, thinking that it should be Lan Ting who saved her. Under the moonlight, her tender gaze fell on Yang Yixiao's face, Ling Xiao's sword fell back into the scabbard silently, and a smile appeared on the corner of the white-clothed young man's mouth, "Are you okay?"

It was the first thing he had said to Shering in his life, and Sherin shook his head, his eyes searching for Lan Ting's traces. Suddenly seeing Lan Ting lying on the ground, she broke free from Yang Yixiao's arms and walked towards Lan Ting step by step. Because Lan Ting is more important than herself in her heart.

Yang Yixiao felt a pain in his heart, looking at the shadow who had just saved the girl, he suddenly felt bored, but his gaze did not move half a minute.

Shering walked up to Lan Ting, leaned down and said, "Are you okay?"

Yang Yixiao listened to it in his ears, this is what I said just now! I saved you in a time of crisis, but you didn't ask me if I was injured, but instead cared about the person I hated.

Seeing that Shering was safe, Lan Ting said, "It's okay if you're fine." ”

Sherling fell into Lan Ting's arms in a weak body, "It's dangerous here, take me away quickly." ”

At this time, someone in the temple sneered: "Juyin Mountain is a place where you can come and leave if you want?"

The three of them looked towards the temple and heard only footsteps in the dark room. Then they saw a face, which might not have been called a face at all, because there was nothing but five holes in it!

Who has ever seen a human face with only five holes?