Su Qingyu's flying black hair swayed in the wind, moving as quickly as an arrow shot from a string.
His feet lightly touched the ground, and without any pause, he was already in the air again in an instant.
Only by running fast enough can you be faster than the speed of death.
The red telephone booths on both sides of the road rang sharply.
No matter how far I ran, the countdown sound was as clear as if it were right next to my ears.
“… 3, 2, 1.
Here I come... click click click..."
A cold wind blew from behind.
Su Qingyu didn't look back.
The pace never stops.
Su Qingyu looked at Wuxin who was running side by side with him. He didn't seem to be using any effort and was able to maintain this speed easily.
"It's your chance to show your ability." Su Qingyu signaled Wuxin to cover the rear.
Wu Xin very competently took on the role of "boyfriend".
"Of course, my beloved girlfriend."
After saying this, Wuxin stopped, with smoke and dust rising up. He stood in the middle of the road and drew out his black sword.
In the thick fog, he looked more like a murderous evil spirit.
Su Qingyu fled all the way, but the fog was getting thicker and thicker, to the point where she could hardly see her hand in front of her face, causing her pace of escape to become slower and slower.
At this time, the sound of dogs barking was heard at the end of the fog.
The pursuit behind seemed to have stopped, but Wuxin didn't catch up either.
Su Qingyu pricked up his ears and carefully identified the direction from which the dog's barking came.
Then she ran in that direction.
Finally out of the fog.
Looking back, the fork in the road disappeared.
The old black dog sat on the ground and wagged its tail at Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu touched the black dog's head and said, "You haven't left yet."
The old black dog happily circled her three times, its tail wagging like a propeller.
"Thank you so much for what happened just now." Su Qingyu felt that he had to give the old black dog two big bones as a reward.
“Woof woof!”
This dog understands human language.
There is still some time before dark, so Su Qingyu stands at the fork in the road waiting for Wuxin to return.
Wuxin walked out of the thick fog, the blade of his sword was stained with thick blood, the cold aura on his body was even heavier, and there was still blood and flesh hanging from the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped off.
He smelled of blood as strong as cloves.
Su Qingyu immediately fulfilled her girlfriend's duty, praising his bravery and expressing her gratitude for saving his life.
As it was getting late, Su Qingyu and Wuxin could only return to the house at the foot of the mountain and stay there for another night.
The young woman looked very unhappy. She pushed the door to prevent Su Qingyu from coming in. "What do you think about the black dog?"
Before that, the young woman gave her a day to think about it.
Now the time has come.
The old black dog shrank its head and hung its tail, obviously unwilling.
Su Qingyu was unwilling to force Old Black Dog, so she softened her voice and said, "I can offer a higher price for accommodation."
The young woman insisted again and again, unwilling to compromise: "No, I only want your dog. As long as the female dog becomes pregnant successfully, I promise to return the dog to you."
The sun has set.
There is only one moon in the sky and no stars.
“Before, you said that our accommodation fee would be 100 ghost coins per person.
Now I am willing to pay three times the price, as long as you are willing to continue to let us live there."