The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

"Who are you?" Xiaoqi asked preparatively.

At this time, Ziyi walked to Xiao Xi and made a look at Feng Lingran, suggesting that he beware of the old man, and don't let anyone disturb him.

Feng Ling nodded silently, he knew, what was Ziyi doing?

Ziyi turned his back to the old man, his palm moved, and Bingyu didn't enter Xiao Xi's forehead, and the cold air immediately flowed down. Xiao Xi seemed to be held in the acupuncture point, and his head seemed to be taken into the ice storage, from head to foot.

"Forbear it," Ziyi said distressedly, putting his palm on Xiao Xi's forehead, instilling a steady stream of spiritual power.

In the body, Ziyi felt the struggle of Nan Huajun's soul. He wanted to dominate this body. The black eyes of Ziyi flashed a strange luster, and the corners of his mouth evoked the arc of evil charm.

Ziyi Shenzhi said to South China: You better share some peace, otherwise, my hand flicks, I can’t guarantee that Yuner’s soul will be safe and sound?

The body gradually calmed down.

The corner of Ziyi's mouth widened, and Bingyu was controlled with all her attention.

The old man said with vicissitudes: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that people who come in can't get out. Just now you also saw the bones upstairs. Those are people who came in before, everyone died here together, you Will die here."

Xiaoqi and Feng Shaotang were startled. They thought about it at the same time. This was Shen Moxin's trap. They deliberately called "Nan Huajun" and Xiao Xi coming over and wanted them to die here.

Feng Shaotang had doubts in her heart again. Shen Moxin had reached a point of obsession with "Nan Huajun". She would not harm Nan Huajun. Did she find that "Nan Huajun" was fake?

Even if it is fake, the body of "Nan Huajun" is true.

What is the difference between Shen Moxin killing Ziyi and Nanhuajun?

Feng Lingran frowned, his dark eyes unpredictable.

Ziyi focused on Bingyu. He heard the old man without any expression.

Feng Shaotang said uncomfortably: "Other people die here, we will die here? Old gentleman, you talk too arbitrary, you tell us, where is this place? And this invisible barrier, in the end is What's going on? Maybe we will find a way out, and you can always go out."

The old man chuckled: "Don't waste your energy, no one can get out, no one can get out, let's die here together!"

Xiao Qi twisted his eyebrows: "Old gentleman, I look like you should have been in for a long time, and you also have family members! They should not know that you are here yet. You would rather wait for death than find a way out with us? "

They didn't get here until they knew nothing about it. Although this old man, Xiao Qi didn't know how long he had been here, he knew a lot.

He wanted to get some help from the old man.

The old man's ragged body stiffened, and his white eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which became a bit dull, and he fell into memory.

He has a family, he has a beautiful wife, and children. When he came, he was strong and powerful, and he was full of spirit. Now how many years have passed?All the people who came with him died and became the bones upstairs, leaving him alone.

He wonders whether his beautiful wife is well now?Has the child grown up?

He also madly wanted to leave. He made many efforts, but failed again and again, destroying his mind, he eventually had to give up.

Xiao Qi's words gave hope to the old man's eyes, and there was just a little hope. After a moment, it disappeared into nothingness. What the boy said was just like when he wanted to leave.

In the end, it will only end in failure.