The two people's breathing intertwined, dyed white and pressed on Yuchen. Against him, you can smell the unique clear and light fragrance of Yuchen. It is not blurred and amorous. It is as cold as ice and snow. It only teaches people to be sober and solemn. After gently touching the corner of Xianjun's lip, she straightened up slightly, stared at Yuchen, and rubbed her white fingertip on Yuchen's thin soft lip flap, The action is somewhat inexplicably ambiguous, and the color of the eyes is broken.
Yu Chen's eyelashes trembled faintly. He opened his eyes. His cold eyes were still not focused. After seeing the figure close at hand at the first sight, his thinking solidified for a moment. He soon realized his current posture, especially the girl's fingertips were still pressed on his lips, cold and soft.
Right now, even if you don't think much.
There is unspeakable ambiguity in the air. In this narrow space, there is a silent surge.
Ranbai didn't move or get up, so he looked at Xianjun's four eyes.
"What are you doing?" Xianjun stretched out his hand and pressed the devil's wrist and pushed the man aside. The thin lip color was faint and cold, which seemed to be bewitched by some kind of lust. There was a faint red on that white jaw, but there was no temperature in his eyes and his tone was indifferent, but the sound line seemed slightly dumb when he opened his mouth.
Ranbai is still held by Yu Chen. She innocently raises her eyebrows and says lazily, "don't do anything."
"I think the master didn't wake up all the time, so I wanted to call you." ran Bai's lips picked up a specious smile: "who knows that the master suddenly woke up."
Do people need to call like that?
The breath left on Yu Chen's thin lips was strange and strange. He raised the back of his hand and wiped his lips. He only felt a subtle touch on his jaw. He glanced at the girl's lazy smile and remembered the scene he had just opened his eyes. Almost all the breath sounds were intertwined, secret and ambiguous. Xianjun didn't say anything because he was quiet for a while.
They are now lying in the coffin. The lid of the coffin has not been covered by anyone. The air is closed. There is a strong smell of blood in the coffin.
If not expected, it should be the blood coffin they saw in the ancestral hall in the main tomb.
Ran Bai pushed open the lid of the coffin and climbed out of the coffin. Sure enough, she was in the ancestral hall. The wind was blowing all around, the light source was dim, and the door was still closed. She came out of the coffin. To some extent, she really looked like a fierce ghost.
After the girl in red came out first, she stood next to the coffin and stretched out her hand to Xianjun.
Yu Chen quietly glanced at the girl's hand in mid air. His sight was the light cool breeze of broken snow. He came out by himself and the snow clothes were clean.
Ranbai smiles and takes back her hand.
They may have just been lying in the coffin and experienced the life of the tomb owner.
At this time, I don't know how others are or where they are.
However, Su ziye did this in the life of the tomb owner, and now he entered the tomb again. I'm afraid the tomb owner is busy chasing Su ziye.
Lin jiuer has been resentful for a hundred years. I'm afraid Su ziye is not necessarily an opponent.
"Host." Feng Luo said, "I'll give you a suggestion. You'd better find Su ziye early, otherwise the hatred value object may be cold."
“……”
Trouble.
Dyed white has some other ideas, but it's very inconvenient to be with Xianjun.
She thought at the bottom of her heart.
"Master." dyed white face doesn't change color and heart doesn't jump, "why don't we separate first and find someone more efficient."
The young Xianjun stood in the ancestral hall, spotless, like a lonely moon in a mountain stream. He hung his eyes slightly. His eyes like breeze and broken snow were pale and white. The emotion contained was unreal and still water flows deep.
Dyed white looked at him.
After a second or two, Yu Chen nodded his head and calmly said good.
"Thank you, master." ranbai said, "I'll go first."
The voice fell. The girl in red smiled at Yu Chen, then turned and left the ancestral hall without half a pause. Her back showed the evil and loose of the young man, with a kind of loneliness and pride.
Yu Chen stood in place and quietly watched ran Bai leave. There seemed to be winter ice and snow in her deep eyes. Gu Jing had no waves. Her white clothes were particularly dazzling in the gloomy ancestral hall, always elegant and solemn.
His hands behind him were folded in the snow-white sleeves, and his slender fingerbones were stretched white with great force.
After leaving the ancestral hall, ranbai falls into silence in the face of the huge main tomb.
Let's not say to what extent things have developed now.
The question is how she finds someone.
Just as ranbai was thinking, the treasure hunt mouse in the system space suddenly became restless.
When you think about it,
She also has a mouse that is particularly sensitive to treasures.
In the next second, she pulled the treasure mouse out of the space.
The treasure hunting rat came out unexpectedly and fell directly to the ground, flapping its short legs and looking confused.
Ranbai was lazy and whispered, "it's time to show your housekeeping skills."
"..." the treasure rat chirped twice. He sniffed the smell around, his eyes lit up and ran in one direction.
"Resentment and hatred, love and parting..."
The sobbing singing voice echoed in the tomb for a long time and sounded from all directions. It seemed to be sad and bleeding, which was creepy.
"Come out!!" Su ziye pointed to the air with a sword. He was in a rare panic and covered his ears in pain. He didn't want to hear the song: "you can come out if you have the ability!"
He stood alone in the empty and gloomy tomb, surrounded by darkness, and he was alone.
It seems that there is always a sound of water droplets in the distance. Tick tock contains some rhythm, which is staggered with the singing sound, adding a bit of strangeness.
Su ziye seemed to feel a cold behind him, with a heavy weight, like someone lying on his back, and then blew a breath in his ear.
He slashed wildly with his sword, but only cut into a piece of air.
In the dark tomb, there was only the sound of sword Qi, accompanied by Yin soft whispering.
The whispering sound was getting closer, closer and closer, close at hand.
When dyed white, she only saw Su ziye alone. She narrowed her eyes and passed expressionless.
The treasure rat didn't stop by Su ziye at all, but sniffed the smell and ran to another tomb. It circled around unknown places before it stopped.
Unexpectedly, there is only a wall away from Su ziye, but it is another world.
It was empty and dark. There was always a sound of water droplets, far away.
The devil stood alone in the middle of the tomb. She looked calm and held a soul war.
"Lin jiuer."
Accompanied by a sound falling, a dark wind suddenly lifted around, like a fierce ghost crying and howling.
Originally empty place, suddenly slowly appeared a blood red figure, little by little from illusion to reality.
She was dressed in a red wedding dress, elegant and gorgeous. The wedding dress was like fire. It had already been dyed dark by blood. The red blood dripped from her, treacherous and seductive.