The little girl's icy gaze made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and the man didn't dare to breathe.
Fortunately, she quickly retracted her gaze and walked away with shock.
Until the two disappeared, the man seemed to be able to breathe at this time, gasping for breath.
"Senior brother? Senior brother, what's wrong with you!!"
"Brother..."
The man grabbed his throat and wanted to speak, but he couldn't pronounce a single syllable, and his face instantly turned pale.
Everyone is a medical student, and they can quickly judge common diseases, but they are in a hurry at this time, and they have no idea what happened to their senior brother.
The man's eyes bulged out, looking a little scary.
He stared at the direction Jingpo left.
"It's that person!"
Someone responded.
"Come on!"
At this time to chase, where can they chase people, there are several roads outside, and they don't know which direction they are chasing.
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The person involved did not know what happened later, and at this time, he was eating a bunch of candied haws and chewing on the icing.
"Eat all!" Chu Zheng was afraid of him.
"But I don't like to eat it." The young man felt wronged.
Chuzheng was not angry: "Then what kind of candied haws are you eating, why don't you just eat candy?"
The boy's wet eyes blinked: "It's not the same..."
Chu Zheng couldn't believe it anymore: "What's the difference?"
“… tastes different.”
"Aren't they all sweet?" Can you taste other flavors
"It's just different."
Chuzheng didn't know that this card had such an unreasonable side.
"Whatever you want." Chu Zheng didn't bother to argue with him.
Jing Po let out a light snort, continued to bite the sugar coating, determined not to eat the hawthorn inside, and finally handed Chu Zheng a bunch of bare hawthorn.
Chuzheng: "… "
Kill him!
Immediately now!
… Facts have proved that it is impossible to kill, not only impossible, but also spoiled.
Chuzheng recited several times in his heart that he is a good person, and gradually calmed down and put down the knife in his hand.
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It may be that Chuzheng has stimulated other sects, and those people still regard Chuzheng as the devil, and they will be rewarded for grabbing a lot of money.
Chuzheng is not difficult to recognize, and the logo of the coffin should not be too obvious.
As a result, Chu Zheng was not only besieged by monsters, but also hunted down.
Chuzheng got angry and led the group of monsters to a certain sect. After some tossing, he knocked down a group of monsters and piled them at the gate of their sect.
A free message is attached.
- Next time, the piles are your corpses.
Other loose cultivators feel that there is something wrong with these sects, they are helping the human race, and you are chasing the murderers.
If there is any internal problem with the human race, can't we wait until the end of this matter
Now is the time to be consistent with the outside world, not the time to engage in internal strife.
The public opinion was biased towards Chuzheng, and the major sects did not dare to act rashly, and fewer people were chasing Chuzheng.
Next, Chuzheng focused on killing Warcraft and raised the task progress bar.
When the beast sees Chuzheng, it's like seeing a class enemy, sending the beast's head desperately.
At night, Chuzheng found a village with no one and packed up a random place to rest.
Jingpo hugged her and slept soundly, Chuzheng was not sleepy, and played with Jingpo's hair.
"return… "
The vague voice sounded out of nowhere, and Chuzheng swept all around.
"return… "
"Shen Yin, come back..."
Chuzheng released Jingpo and sat up.
Jingpo sat up in a daze, his whole body was soft on Chuzheng, and he asked in a gibberish: "Where are you going?"
"Shen Yin..."
Chuzheng asked him, "Did you hear the sound?"
Jingpao's head rested on Chuzheng's shoulder, and at this time it was tilted to one side, as if it would not fall off, his eyes were half-open: "What... sound?"
"Didn't hear anything?"
"No."
Chuzheng raised his hand against his cheek to prevent his head from sliding down.
The boy wrapped his arms around Chuzheng's waist and hugged her tightly: "What's wrong?"
Chuzheng listened intently for a moment, then put his arms around him and lay back: "It's okay."
He stared at her for a while, rubbing his head and kissing her.
Chuzheng was shocked and distracted, but he didn't hear that voice again.
That was the first time Chuzheng heard that voice.
You can hear it every night after that.
They all repeat the same sentence 'Shen Yin, come back', other than that, there are no other words.
On the fifth day after the sound appeared, Chuzheng couldn't take it anymore.
She would like to see, what kind of shit is it!
Obviously the voice didn't say where to go, Chuzheng was also sure that she didn't know where she was going, but she could choose a position with intuition.
That's amazing... heck!
Ten days later, Chuzheng saw the hill where the coffins were stacked.
There were no monsters around the coffin, and the wooden coffin was damaged beyond recognition.
What are you doing back here? Looking for her coffin lid
"What place is this?" Jingpo looked up at the mountain of coffins that were piled up in small hills: "Why are there so many coffins?"
"have no idea."
Chuzheng clenched Jingpo's hand and took him around the periphery.
Going around to the other side, Chuzheng saw an altar, surrounded by flags and banners, and on the altar there were some sacrificial supplies.
Everything on the altar was new, and it was obvious that someone was performing some kind of ceremony here.
Jingpo saw that Fanzong's face was a little ugly, and he suddenly took a step back.
"What's wrong?"
Jingpo covered his head, his face gradually replaced by pain: "He... it's him..."
Chu Zheng heard in a foggy voice: "Who?"
"Roar… "
The low roar of the beast came from the forest.
Swah—
The monsters sprang out from the forest, one after another, quickly surrounding Chuzheng and Jingpo.
They didn't attack, just let out a low warning growl from their throats.
Chuzheng didn't have time to pay attention to them.
Jing Po covered his head, his whole body was shaking, as if he had remembered something terrible.
"Jingpo, look at me, look at me." Chuzheng pinched the boy's chin and made his eyes meet her.
There was no focus in Jing Po's eyes, and after Chuzheng shouted several times, he had a little look.
"Yes... that person..." The boy grabbed Chuzheng with a look of fear on his face.
"Who?"
"Jin... the person in the forbidden land." Breaking his nails, he almost pinched into Chuzheng's flesh: "It's him... he made me that way..."
He remembered.
The part of the memory lost in the forbidden area.
That man... lives in the depths of the forbidden land.
Jingpo suddenly became anxious: "Let's get out of here, let's get out of here."
"Can't walk." Chuzheng supported him and motioned around him.
In such a short period of time, the number of monsters has been two or three times, and they are surrounded by water.
It's not difficult to rush out, but after that
She would still hear that strange voice, and since this matter came to her door, it would not be so easy to end it.
Since it cannot be avoided…