oar, and hit hard against those wisps of sword spirit!"Ho ho ho!!"it opens its mouth, and the bluish wind is brewing in front of it, then gushing out with the sound of the dragon![soul wind] the wind...the moment this strange fragrance appeared, with the square foam as the center, all the darkness welled up within a radius of ten miles.

in the dark roadway.

A twisted model crawling like a spider on the ground suddenly raised her head.

the black wig covered the hollow eyes, its neck twisted 90 degrees in one direction strangely, and solidified for a long time like sculpture in the dead roadway, as if thinking, like wondering.

at last, it turned around, like a humanoid cockroach, crawling rapidly toward the place where the fragrance was.

.

in the dark classroom.

on the desk, the pencil hovering over the white paper is still drawing twisted lines, sometimes round, sometimes forked, like an invisible schizophrenic standing at the desk, drawing something messy.

meanwhile, the scalp-numbing sound still echoes in the classroom.

"if the man dies, please circle the paper." If the man dies, please circle the paper.

Pen Fairy. Pen Immortals... You are my past life, I am your present. "

suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly.

pencils hovering over white paper are also frozen.

"it smells good." It smells so good. I really want to eat it. I really want to eat it. " The

sound sounded again, only this time, instead of continuing to paint on the paper, the pencil flew eerily in the air, its tip like a sharp blade, slamming open the classroom window and flying in a certain direction.

dark lanes, deserted street corners, cabinets of old houses, dilapidated trash cans, the dark side of street lamps.

eyes open one after another, like the dying who have been hungry and thirsty for more than ten days in the desert, greedily looking at the direction of the strange fragrance, the street, which used to be peaceful, is strangely restless.

.

above the tall building.

"something is wrong." Shaoping song seems to be aware of something, "there is an area of 'mystery', there seem to be signs of mass madness."

"it's on the other side of the mall."

Lin Qi Night frowned as he sensed the situation in the distance. "how did this happen"

through mental perception, Lin Qiyi clearly saw the "mysterious" picture of Fang Mo chopping and decaying, but was hurt by the second "mysterious" sneak attack.

he has long been aware of the "mysterious" approach of the second "pool", but he did not do it. The main reason is that he thinks that with Fang Mo's natural ability, he can avoid this blow. As for some minor injuries in the process, it is the only way to experience.

everyone grows up little by little between constant fighting and injury, and if he protects this group of recruits like a bud from any harm, they will never really grow up.

but after Fang Mo was injured and bled, the chain reaction was somewhat unexpected to him.

if he guesses correctly, the "mystery" of that area is attracted by the blood of square foam, but why can the blood of square foam attract them

Fang Mo's body does have part of Lin Qinight's "miracle" blood, but Lin Qiyi himself knows very well that even if it contains the blood of the mortal divine realm, it would not have had this effect, otherwise he would have been "mysteriously" mutilated by the riots in Cangnan.

"there are a large number of low-level 'mysteries' heading in one direction, and some of the high-level 'mysteries' hidden in that area are also ready to move. It seems that there are still two 'Klein' mysterious' territory', also chasing there.

those high-level 'mysteries' were earlier than expected. "

Shaoping song closed his eyes, seemed to feel the "mysterious" breath flow, said.

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after a moment, he opened his eyes and looked solemnly at Chen Han:

"it's time for you to do it."

"mm-hmm."

Chen Han seems to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, with the palm of his right hand on the hilt of his waist, two shades of light flashing in his eyes and stepping towards the nothingness on the edge of the building.

the next moment, the figure in a military coat disappeared in the same place.

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Bridge hole.

A blood-stained straight knife was slowly pulled out from the corpse of the blood-stained wolf dog.

Lu Bao Pomelo stood beside the pool of blood, his face expressionlessly wiped the blood stains from his cheeks, and the flashing red eye gradually returned to normal.

"this is death." Boring. "

Lu Bao pomelo took the straight knife back into the black box and looked behind her. The little beggar still sat obediently on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his pale cheek trembled slightly with fear.

Lu Bao Pomelo is about to open her eyes, then seems to think of something, silently shut her mouth.

he first dragged the body of the bloody wolf dog and threw it into the hay to one side, then washed the blood off his cheeks with a stream and swept the ground under the bridge. When there was no more blood as far as he could see, he sat back by the extinguished bonfire and leisurely opened his mouth:

"Open your eyes."

hearing this sound, the little beggar swallowed his saliva, put his hands in front of his face, and slowly opened his eyes.

she looked around anxiously and saw no sign of the red wolf dog. She breathed a sigh of relief. She stayed where she was for a long time before she got up and went back to the bonfire.

"that. What about the monster "

"what monster"

Lu Baoyou casually struck a flame with a match and lit the extinguished bonfire, and the faint light danced in front of him, illuminating the corner of his cold face.

"that's the big dog with a lot of eyes!"

"you read it wrong. There is no such thing." Lu Baojiao answered faintly.

"but."

"shut up."

". Oh. "

the little beggar hugged his feet aggrieved.

when the bonfire was completely raised, Lu Baoyou stood up from the ground and looked at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

"is there still a 'mystery' hidden in Shangjing City" It seems that these three-day holidays are not so boring. "

he muttered to himself, picked up the black box on one side, and walked toward the dark city outside the bridge hole.

the little beggar was stupefied when he saw Lubao pomelo get up and leave.

"where are you going"

"take a look around." Lu Bao pomelo looked back and looked at her.

after a moment of hesitation, he walked back.

"close your eyes."

"close your eyes again"

"close your eyes."

". I see. "

wait until the little beggar covers his eyes, Lubao grapefruit reaches out his hand on several boulders beside the bridge hole, and an invisible relic opens quickly.

the huge mouths suddenly cracked in the strong rock crevices, while red eyes emerged from the stone surface, like a group of rock demons, waiting by the bridge hole.

"Open your eyes." After all this, Lu Bao pomelo opened.

No sooner had the little beggar opened his eyes than Lu Bao pomelo dropped a ten-yuan bill into her hand, turned around and walked into the darkness, and his voice came leisurely: "when dawn comes, take the money to buy two boxes of instant noodles, and I'll come back to eat tomorrow night."

the little beggar looked at the Lubao pomelo that disappeared in the dark, then looked at the crumpled ten-yuan bill in his hand, and stood in the same place blankly.the snow, but the icy air was still eating away at their bodies."it's not a good idea to walk around the street like this." Lin looked around for seven nights, as if he wanted to find a place to stay...