At this time, Feng Mo Chen can't completely believe what the old ghost said. After all, he's not credible, and he's very vicious.

The old devil said nothing.

Seeing that he was speechless, Feng Mo Chen clenched the Kirin sword in her hand. Thinking of Yeli's injured leg, she felt a little reluctant to go back like this. But if she only relied on the Kirin sword, could she cope with the old ghost?

After thinking for a while, she decided not to fight with the old ghost. When she went back, she would find someone to deal with him, and then take revenge on yelicha.

"Do you have time to play chess with me?"

Suddenly, the old ghost opened his mouth slowly, in the tone of invitation.

The old guy invited her to play chess? There's no conspiracy, is there?

"Feng Mo Chen felt hesitant, but he didn't agree. Instead, he looked at the old ghost with his dark eyes, and then glanced at the strange vines on the wooden bridge.

She has a Kirin sword, and vines won't hurt her. Even if she crosses the wooden bridge to play chess with him, it's OK.

It's just that she has to weigh whether it's necessary.

"Three little dare not come here? I'm afraid I'm going to do something to you? " The old ghost saw that she hesitated and gave a faint smile. His tone was full of sarcasm.

Feng Mo Chen raised his eyes and looked at him. Holding his head high, he stepped forward and stepped onto the wooden bridge. After walking up, the vines twined on the wooden bridge retreated slightly, leaving a wide road for her.

Just right. It's easy.

Otherwise, she'll have to take the time to kill them?

Over the wooden bridge, Feng Mochen went to the wooden house. The old ghost turned his wheelchair and said, "come in."

She was also curious about what was in the cabin?

With Kirin sword, she won't have an accident.

Up to now, Qilin sword has not sent out a danger signal to prove that it is safe to enter the wooden house.

After all, she had nothing to worry about.

Feng Mo Chen followed the old ghost into the wooden house. As soon as she entered the house, she smelled a peculiar smell of sandalwood. She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at the house. The wooden house was two rooms, and the one outside had very little decoration. There was only one table and a chessboard. In other places, there was a black nail on the table in front of the window.

What's in those black beetles? Is it a poisonous insect?

"Three little, please." The old ghost was polite and deliberately made her a cup of tea.

Feng Mo Chen went straight to the edge of the chessboard and sat down. Seeing that he was in a wheelchair and could make tea for himself, she took a sip.

Tea is slightly bitter and not very good.

Seeing her drinking tea, the old ghost said with a smile, "are you not afraid of my poisoning?"

"I'm invincible." Feng Mo Chen is not afraid of poison, her blood can detoxify.

The old ghost listened to her face and looked down at the bandage on her wrist. "I feel that your blood is not the same as usual. Are you not from this world?"

Not in this world?

Hearing this, Feng Mo Chen's face was surprised and looked at him in amazement: "are you an immortal? If you can see if I am a person in this world, what kind of person do you think I am? "

Although she pretended to be calm, she was frightened by what he said just now.

"San Shao, you have a statue of emperor. Is your identity that simple?" The old ghost stares at her, his eyes become sharp, as if he has seen through something.

Emperor with face?

Hearing this, Feng heichen said: "are you really pulling? If you say all these treacherous words, are you not afraid that the emperor will destroy your nine families? "