Yan Xinghui took the silver and swordsmanship with both hands and held them in his arms, his mood at this time was extremely excited, but fortunately he didn't forget to say to the city lord, "Xie Lu Xie, if the city lord uses Xiaosheng in the future, Xiaosheng will definitely go to the soup and fire, and it is incumbent on him." ”

The city lord let out an "um", and the entire convoy slowly started and left.

Yan Xinghui stood in the rain in a daze, watching the city lord's frame disappear into the vast rain.

At the moment when Yan Xinghui walked back, an unknown object on the ground flashed an undetectable light, which happened to be captured by Yan Xinghui. Bending over, leaning over to pick it up, it was a jade jade pendant, engraved with an unknown image, it looked chaotic, and in the center of chaos, there was an inconspicuous groove.

Yan Xinghui touched this piece of jade jade pendant with a bloodstained hand, and just wondered if it was accidentally dropped by the city lord, so that something unexpected happened. I saw that at this moment, the jade pendant was frantically absorbing his essence and blood, surging like a whale swallowing seawater, and there was a visible red match between the hand and the jade pendant.

In just a while, Yan Xinghui's face was pale, and the big droplets of water on his forehead dripped down, mixing with the rain, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat. desperately wanted to get rid of the vampire in his hand, but this strange jade pendant stuck to his hand firmly like a blood-sucking locust, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he still couldn't take it off when he picked it with his left hand.

Helpless, I could only sit on the ground, accept my fate, just crossed over, and before I had a good day, I was planted in the hands of this strange jade pendant.

After about a breath, the color of the jade pendant changed from emerald green to crimson, perhaps it was because it had absorbed enough and slowed down the speed of blood sucking, and after another breath, the jade pendant stopped sucking blood, and then turned back to the air and stopped, and with a "whoosh" sound, it disappeared into Yan Xinghui's eyebrows.

Yan Xinghui was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his forehead, there was nothing unusual, there was no jade pendant like Bao Gong! I shook my head again, nothing unusual, and it was the only way. There is no brain surgery here, no craniotomy, as long as there are no sequelae, thank goodness.

Looking in the direction where the main convoy of the city left in the distance, there were raindrops rushing happily in the sky, and there was no trace of people. That's fine, if someone comes back to find this jade pendant, I really don't know how to answer. Then I groped my whole body again, and there was nothing unusual, except for pain.

Raising his heavy thighs and walking aimlessly on this deserted street, Yan Xinghui went over to take a look whenever he saw a lighted room, hoping that there was still a store that had not closed, and he could buy something to eat to fill his stomach.

I walked for a long time and found nothing. He couldn't help but get anxious, in the ruined temple, the ailing Pang Qiongsha was still waiting for his life-saving rations. I had no choice but to stop at the door of a shop that looked like a steamed bun shop, knocked on the door, and luckily bought a cage of cold steamed buns.

Follow the route of memory back to the dilapidated deserted temple, where you can vaguely see the surrounding scenery. groped forward for a while, came to the place where he had landed before, glanced around, and saw a black figure in the air in the afterglow, looking disheveled, with a fierce face, glanced at Yan Xinghui, and then drifted towards the dark corner of the temple like a wind, disappearing without a trace.

Yan Xinghui wiped his eyes vigorously, how could there be a trace of figure in front of him, could it be that he was hallucinating?

Suddenly, a figure rushed from the dark corner and pounced on Yan Xinghui.

Yan Xinghui's subconscious flashed and avoided this pounce. Seeing that Pang Qiongsha was still rushing over like a walking corpse at this moment, Yan Xinghui grabbed her, knocked her on the neck, and the "madman" in his arms suddenly quieted down.

The steamed buns were broken and mixed with water to feed Pang Qiongsha. Yan Xinghui stretched out his hands and touched Pang Qiongsha's desolate hair, and the brotherly love and pity poured infinitely into his heart. After a long time, he let go of his arms, put her on the broken straw mat, and then covered her with a shabby quilt, and he waited on the side, and fell asleep dimly.

In his sleep, Yan Xinghui found that he had turned into a white mist-like mass, floating around in a space, in this space, it didn't look big, about a thousand cubic meters, and the ground was about a thousand square meters. In addition to the black soil on the ground, there is a gloomy gray mist in the air, which looks like a chaotic world, this gray mist gives people a sense of spiritual depression, and it can crush you into minced meat in a trance.

Looking through the gray fog, you can vaguely see the five colors of white, black, green, red, and yellow flickering among them, and they want to look closely, but they disappear.

Yan Xinghui didn't dare to lean towards the gray mist, and approached the black soil. There is a strong natural smell in this black soil, and the soil seems to have been left untouched, but it remains in a loose shape, and it seems to be the only soil for cultivation.

On the periphery of the black soil, there is a blood-red pool, and next to each of them are two stone tablets, one above: Chaos Space, and the other is the Spirit Pool.

Could it be that this is an independent space, a chaotic space? What is the spirit pool? Literally, it is a pool for spirit dissolution.

Yan Xinghui wrote that Zhang Er was confused.

After wandering around the space for a long time, he didn't find anything else.

I was bored, so I flew to the stone tablet and said I want to go out.

Immediately afterwards, the scenery in front of me switched to the scene of a ruined temple like a slide.

When I looked up, the sky outside had cleared, and Pang Qiongsha was still asleep. Yan Xinghui walked over, stroked her hair, and then looked at the little girl in front of her intently: about one meter and two, her whole body was obviously not well nourished, her eyes were sunken, her eyelashes were dark gray, her black and curved willow eyebrows were deeply locked in her sleep, and her melon-seed-shaped face was covered with dirty dust. The dust and mud hid the paleness on his face, but he couldn't hide the paleness on Sakura's lips. A shabby yellow streamer and an oily black dress, this is all Pang Qiongsha's belongings.

Yan Xinghui looked sad, and secretly vowed to use all his strength to protect and care for her in the future. I found some dry firewood and built a bonfire on the side to heat up the buns.

It didn't take long for Pang Qiongsha to turn over, Xu felt a little uncomfortable and woke up.

She opened her sleepy eyes, quickly swept around the deserted temple, and after seeing Yan Xinghui in front of her, she let out a long breath.

Seeing this, Yan Xinghui asked with concern, "What's wrong, you're having nightmares again?"

Pang Qiongsha looked at him pitifully and said, "Well, I dreamed that Brother Xinghui left me and didn't want me anymore." I searched everywhere and searched, but I couldn't find anything, I was in a hurry, and then I woke up. After speaking, he threw himself into Yan Xinghui's arms and sobbed.

Yan Xinghui hugged this thin body tightly, and couldn't help but shed tears: "How come, I'm not by your side." Okay, don't cry, crying too much, it's not good for girls, it's going to be ugly. ”

"Really? I don't want to cry, but I just can't help crying. Yesterday you went out for so long, leaving me alone in the temple, which made me both worried and afraid. Pang Qiongsha raised her head and looked at Yan Xinghui without blinking, her eyelashes still stained with mist.

Yan Xinghui hugged her into his arms and said, "Not in the future, I will let you live a good life." By the way, weren't you sick yesterday, and now you look like you, it's all right. ”

Pang Qiongsha was a little confused and said: "I forgot everything about yesterday, and my mind is blank." ”

"Well, okay, let's not talk about that. Hungry, let's wash up and eat something. After Yan Xinghui finished speaking, he stood up and glanced out.

"Well, Brother Xinghui is so good, you haven't eaten yet, come, eat together." Pang Qiongsha excitedly picked up a bun and handed it to Yan Xinghui.

"Hey" Yan Xinghui was already hungry, grabbed a bun and devoured it.

It didn't take long for the buns to enter the stomachs of the two, and Pang Qiongsha hiccuped comfortably, and then heard the sound of straw mats squeezing.

Yan Xinghui heard her burping, and suddenly an infinite sourness poured into his heart, this sourness made his manhood rise, he wanted to take care of her, take care of her for the dead "Yan Xinghui". It's just that the incident last night was a bit strange, and I obviously saw a dark shadow, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. And I felt a murderous aura at that time, so it was not a dazzling thing, it was obvious that someone was making trouble, who was framing the poor little girl in front of me?

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