Fenghuang and Yang Yanjing groped along the source of the sound, and when they came to a place, they saw blood all over the place, very blood dripping on the ground, hitting Fenghuang's eyes.
Fenghuang let go of his hand, and half-kneeled, looking at the unknown blood on the ground. But thinking in his mind, someone explained that the ghost was really a human being, but after watching for a while, he couldn't find any other signs, so Fenghuang stood up a little disappointed.
Yang Yanjing looked at the loosened hand, feeling a sense of loss in her heart. But he said in a serious manner: "If there is blood, there must be someone. Let's move on."
As they said that, the two moved forward together, and Phoenix's vigilance increased even more along the way, but there were no more strange phenomena.
After half an hour.
The moonlight became brighter, and dark clouds covered the heads of the two of them, forming an unknown pattern.
Yang Yanjing said to the tense Fenghuang: "You are looking around, what are you looking at?"
Fenghuang turned around and said, "Maybe there is someone behind us. Anyway, you look at the front and I look at the back. It's the best of both worlds, and I'm not afraid of someone coming out of nowhere." Waiting for Fenghuang's voice to fall, he looked up and saw A large crowd appeared ahead.
That group of people were all dressed in white, with their heads covered and their hair loose. Their eyes seemed to be unconscious, and they looked straight at Fenghuang and Yang Tingjing. Being looked at by those people, Fenghuang was not terrified or afraid, but stood quietly beside Yang Yanjing. She silently thought in her heart: Fortunately, Yang Yanjing was by her side this time, and without those psychological factors, she was able to calm down and recognize that the group of people were really human beings, not the non-existent things she had always thought about. .
In order to regain the face she lost in Yangyanjing, she said solemnly: "This is human, they have a human aura." After speaking, she also showed that she was not afraid at all.
Yang Yanjing couldn't help but smile wryly for no reason, so he could only nod his head silently.
Yang Yanjing understood Fenghuang's petty temper, thinking about it, Yang Yanjing looked at Fenghuang dotingly, aiming at her from the corner of his eyes from time to time.
Fenghuang heard that there was no sound from Yang Yanjing, and thought that Yang Yanjing was exploring somewhere and found something, so he turned his head, and his four eyes met together.
Fenghuang turned his head awkwardly, but the beating of his heart was getting louder and louder. There was also a hint of blush on her face. Fenghuang tried her best to calm herself down, restraining her unnatural expression.
Without waiting for Fenghuang and Yang Yanjing to react again, the group was still in front of them just now, and within an hour of a cup of tea, they suddenly and quickly surged towards Fenghuang and Yang Yanjing.
The group of people went straight towards the two of them, how could Fenghuang wait for them to come forward indifferently, then grabbed Yang Yanjing's hand and shouted: "Run."
Yang Yanjing looked helplessly at the people who were holding onto her tightly. It was obvious that the two of them together would not be at a disadvantage when dealing with this group of people. Or Phoenix was just flustered.
Yang Yanjing quietly grasped the small knife pinned to his waist, and waited for the group of people to come up, one by one, and two to kill one pair.
Fenghuang grabbed Yang Yanjing's hand, and after running two steps, he realized one thing: those people were not ghosts, why was she afraid, and wanted to be a deserter, and this time, if she could find out No matter what the reason is, it is worthwhile for them to come.
Thinking about it, Fenghuang let go of Yang Yanjing's hand, seeing the group of people trying to grab the two of them with their hands, Fenghuang stepped forward bluntly.
Yang Yanjing silently sighed again in his heart, seeing Fenghuang sneaking in alone, he also stepped forward.
Fenghuang was still struggling to deal with the group of people, but when Yang Yanjing came up, he felt a little more relaxed, and the two of them dealt with the group of people separately according to the previous back-to-back style.
Soon, because Yang Yanjing was more than wrong about these people, he quickly discovered something was wrong. Guessing in his mind, he said to Fenghuang.
"Looking at their moves, they seem to be repeating each other all the time, and they don't feel pain. Maybe these people have been controlled in their minds." Fenghuang faced those people, and after hearing this, he also realized it.
Suddenly, this group of people suddenly stopped moving again, even though Fenghuang continued to hit them, he did not fight back.
In this way, such a picture appeared in Fenghuang's eyes: the group of people seemed to be heading towards the west in an orderly manner. Fenghuang more and more affirmed Yang Yanjing's guess.
Thinking about it, Fenghuang suddenly felt uneasy again. She seemed to hear the bell, and it was getting louder and louder, as if she was right in front of the bell.
Phoenix shook his head vigorously. Looking at the other person here, Yang Yanjing, he didn't follow her similar reaction.
Then he asked Yang Yanjing, "Did you hear the bell?" After speaking, he looked around one by one, but he didn't find it.
Yang Yanjing looked at Fenghuang strangely, and said: "No, it's quiet here, except for the two of us and that group of people, where is there any sound. What's wrong with you, your face suddenly became so pale?"
Fenghuang originally wanted to respond to Yang Yanjing's question, but when she didn't want to, the sound of the bell in her mind became more and more noisy, and the noisy Fenghuang was even a little breathless.
Fenghuang wanted to get rid of this inexplicable sound, but he couldn't do anything, his head hurt so badly, so he squatted down, covered his head, and let out a cry of pain.
Yang Yanjing had noticed something wrong with Fenghuang's behavior, so she paid attention to her. When Yang Yanjing heard Fenghuang's cry in front of her, she knew that this matter was serious, and it was not just a simple auditory hallucination.
Yang Yanjing was a little impatient, and quickly helped Fenghuang who was squatting down, and said in a distressed tone: "What's wrong with you? Let's go back now."
Yang Yanjing didn't want to investigate anymore, he just wanted to figure out what happened to Fenghuang's sudden bell sound. Seeing Fenghuang's painful appearance, Yang Yanjing felt uncomfortable.
Waiting for Yang Yanjing to lift the Phoenix up, the moment she turned her head, from the corner of her eye, Ginkgo finally showed her face behind the group of people who attacked them just now, and she seemed to be still thinking What words are you talking about.
Yang Yanjing supported Fenghuang with his face, looked straight at Ginkgo, and saw a bell on Ginkgo's wrist, combined with what Fenghuang said about the bell in his head, Yang Yanjing understood.
It seems that this person really has a ghost. Then she stepped forward, pulled out her sword, and flew towards Ginkgo. Gingko looked at the sword energy that was getting closer and closer, and felt a little anxious in her heart. It's not that she didn't want to avoid it, but because she seemed to be fixed, she couldn't dodge.
So he could only watch helplessly as Yang Yanjing, who was full of anger, came towards her. The sword pierced into the side of Ginkgo's body with a "poof", and Ginkgo couldn't support it, so she could only fall to the ground.