Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The man glanced at Stuart and had to step up and lead the way in front of Stuart.

“The meeting room is just up ahead.” The man, despite his hostility towards Stuart, still leads Stuart with due diligence.

But the low pressure all the way made Stuart feel very uncomfortable.

Until we crossed the long streets, until we reached a place where no one smoked behind us, and the lights gradually dimmed, and suddenly a huge wall appeared in front of us, solemnly dignified.

“It's already here.” The man arched his hand at Stuart, and did not look up at Stuart, turning around and ready to leave.

“Wait.” Stuart called him, looking at the big, dark courtyard in front of him. "Don't you want to go in and see Fantastic Incense? ”

“Don't go in.” The man turned his back on Stu Lan and walked towards the road when he came: "The chief did not ask me to come in. ”

Speaking of which, footsteps have been accelerated.

Stu Lan stunned for half an hour before smiling. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Long walkway leading all the way to a room with an orange yellow light on.

Looking at the palace-like house ahead, Stuart suddenly stopped, followed by a resolute meteor walking in.

Immediately after walking through the doors of the phantom mansion, the two maids pushed the door open and bowed down towards Stuart, as if welcoming a very honorable guest.

Now, Stuart's heart was heavier, took a deep breath, or walked in.

When he first walked in, there was no shadow of phantom incense in the house, and Stuart felt it was even inappropriate to walk around, so he sat down next to the table.

The maid had already stood beside him, poured water on him with a teapot, then backed off and never spoke again.

Stu Lan looked down at the teacup, and there was something in his heart.

I don't know how long it's been until I suddenly hear the slightest footsteps behind me.

Now that I look back, I can only see that Fantasia has changed that clothing, is loose, casual clothes, hair is scattered, makeup is removed, it doesn't look like the demon before, but it also has a different flavor.

Walk straight to sit next to Stuart Lan, and the maid beside him poured a cup of tea from Fantasy.

“Stu Lan, your name is Stu Lan.” Fantasy doesn't know if she's talking to herself or asking Stuart.

Just muttering, then squinting his eyes, smiling down and sipping a sip of tea: "The teenager who brought you here is called Shao Lan, a man like my child. ”

Stu Lan also lowered his head and watched the tea in the bowl drift from the bottom of the bowl, listening from the voice of phantom incense, the heart, did this woman invite me here to actually listen to her talk about her heart?

The woman went on to say, "The child is a little strange, just don't mind, he's still very simple. ”

Stu Lan nodded with a smile: “I don't care, there is no intersection at all. As he said, it's just that Pingshui meets, what do you care? ”

Listening to Stuart's words from Fantasy, he frowned: “In your eyes, are we just meeting? ”

……

Endless forests, like primitive forests, do not know when to see the sun again.

Nangong Yi leaned against a trunk and gasped violently.

This place was so dangerous that he had to tighten his nerves every step of the way, and the blood hole in his chest had now drained a lot of blood and stained the covered white veil.

In this world, without his kind, without his hustle and bustle, there was only death silence, which kept him frowning.

Look at the sky, it's already a little dark, the nights are wet and cold, and if you can't find a place to stay, you might have to die in the forest because of your injuries.

But that figure was always with me. Nangong Yi could always feel it, but she couldn't see it, because it was too fast.

He slowly moved his footsteps, and in the forest, besides this one around him, there were other dangers, and the tight nerves could not relax for a moment.

He coughed softly and forced himself to get up.

The tiny figure around him suddenly attacked Nangong Yi again. Nangong Yi tightened his thin lips and he clearly saw the action of that figure.

But before raising his hand, he had frowned, groaned, and a blood hole appeared in his arm.

Nangong Yi held onto the tree and sighed softly, looking into the woods, unable to see the green on the edge, and the faint mist.

The faint light overshadowed him, as he was now very tired and weak due to more blood loss.

From time to time, there are one or two tsunamis in the forest, or occasionally a giant figure from the top of the head, each of which makes Nangong Yi nervous and sweaty.

Looking around, searching for that tiny shadow that just attacked him.

Finally, the dark shadow appeared around me again, at a strange speed, and attacked itself.

Nangong Yi suddenly burst into a faint light, watching the shadow get closer and closer, then suddenly attacked.

“Hmm...” Nangong Yi took two steps backwards, covering his stomach, suddenly, the blood flowed down the finger seam, his face instantly pale.

Nangong Yi breathed heavily and trembled all over her body, but she still bit her teeth and poured light into her palms, eyes wide open, and watched carefully around her.

After a long confrontation with the unknown warcraft, Nangong Yi has still not seen it clearly, and there is some despair in her heart.

Watching the sky get darker and darker, the forest gradually springs up the fog and completely submerges the road ahead.

The fog is so thick that you can't even see the tree in front.

After five attacks on Nangong Yi by that figure, he finally grabbed it with his hands up, when Nangong Yi's whole body was scarred.

And looking at the little snake in his hand, Nangong Yi really cried.

It was this little thing that made him so wretched and exhaled, he sat on the floor against the tree and gasped.

The wounds are all bleeding, and Nangong Yi even feels his body's heat draining rapidly.

The fog is getting thicker!

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Yi discovered that he was no longer able to see the leaves above his head, surrounded by confusion, making him even think he had fallen into the cloud.

Panicked, Nangong Yi had a slight panic under his eyes, suddenly covering his mouth, couldn't help but cough violently.

The fog is poisonous!

Nangong Yi's heart thought that it was impossible to hold his breath. By the time he opened his palms, it was already wet and sticky, and it was all blood.

I rushed to cover my nose with my hands.

But it didn't help at all. The fog and wire came into Nangong Yi's mouth and nose. Suddenly, there was a hot pain in his lungs.