long night walk

Chapter 245 Old Alley Jackdaws
Half of Mengzifei's body was cold, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

The real sense of death is so imminent, and there is an indescribable huge shadow in his heart. Half of his body is paralyzed, and his soul seems to have seen the Forgotten River.

He was dripping with cold sweat, and the chill that penetrated his bones covered his marrow. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Bailian said hurriedly: "Spit it out, spit it out, don't eat it."

Afutu reluctantly spit out the shadow of Mencius, and the meaning of the shadow of death gradually subsided.

Mencius, who has always paid attention to manners, slumped into the snow, his face pale, and pointed at the white rabbit: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Chen Xiaolan was puzzled, and for some unknown reason, the master, who was a senior, was so frightened by a rabbit.

She looked at the rabbit, nestled in Bailian's arms, and counted her claws with her head down, as if its little claws would grow longer after counting for a long time.

As for being scared like that?
Bailian looked at Meng Zifei: "I heard that Afu Rabbit can become very big when he is full, and he can fly very far when riding on it." He smiled shyly, with a bit of youthful shyness: "I don't know about my family. After the rabbit is full, can you fly with me?"

Mencius took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He said, "I see. I will act with you this time to capture You Guilang."

He could see it completely. This young man was afraid that he didn't grow up eating ink. He looked clean and harmless from the outside, but his stomach was black.

On the surface, I want to fly on a rabbit.

In fact, I want to express that I have adopted such a powerful pet. It can eat ghosts and ghosts.

So, do we want to act together?

Rabbit expresses his sadness.

It thinks it's okay to eat radishes, and really doesn't want to eat those weird things.

Master, please stop...

Rabbit rolled his eyes, kicked his calf, and was in no contest with the world.

sleep.

When he and Meng Zifei left the alley, Baili'an only heard the noble son suddenly ask: "Since brother Sichen can enter the city, I wonder if he has become a guest Qing monk of which immortal's children?"

Bailian did not hide it and said, "The third lady of Shifang City, Fang Geyu."

Meng Zifei showed a sudden look: "No wonder that Miss Fang from Shifang City has an inextricable old relationship with Kong Cangshan, and it is common sense for Brother Sichen to fight for Miss Fang. By the way, I am for Wan Dao Xian. The daughter of the deputy leader of the alliance, the young master Xianxian went to battle."

He suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Baili'an meaningfully, and said, "Miss Fang has Brother Sichen's help, I think this Xianling City exam will definitely be more powerful, and the results will be outstanding."

Bai Li'an shook his head: "I'm just a small Kaiyuan realm, and even Brother Meng has already entered the realm of expanding the sea, leaving Si Chen far behind him and feeling ashamed.

Mencius Fei fluttered the brush lightly, laughed, and said, "Brother Sichen is really humble, someone Meng is arrogant and uninhibited, and he knows where his limits are, just in the mountains, those two people from the sea-expanding realm Demon Sect puppets, even if they practice for another hundred years, they will be helpless."

Being so praised, Baili'an's expression was calm, and there was no complacency on his face, and he said, "Brother Meng is serious, Si Chen is just taking advantage of the situation. At that time, I was not alone."

Mencius Fei said with emotion: "Brother Sichen, don't be too modest, and now you enter the city, but you don't want to compete for this big test, but it is Brother Sichen, although his realm is a little lacking, but with the power of the legendary magic river, he can It can stand above ten thousand people, it seems that this Xianling City will soon have the surname Fang."

Bailian stopped, and a handsome face came under the umbrella, staring at Meng Zifei quietly.

Meng Zifei looked a little unnatural by him: "Sichen... brother? What's wrong with you?"

The wind blowing from the alley rolled up Bailian's collar and hair, and the snowflakes brushed against his cheeks, but it was difficult to make his face appear cold.

He smiled slightly and asked in return: "Brother Meng is so powerful, since the death of the mountain, I have never mentioned the word "Magic River" to Brother Meng, how can Brother Meng be able to identify it like this... brought the Kongcang Mountain to this immortal mausoleum city?"

In the darkness of the night, his eyes, which were a circle larger than ordinary people, were black and bright, and his eyes were calm, but for no reason, people felt a sense of oppression.

Mencius was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Brother Sichen is the master of Mount Kongcang, and the magic river is a thing in the mountains. Since brother Sichen appeared in Xianling City, he naturally has a complete plan. Of course, All of this is just speculation, I hope Brother Sichen will forgive me if I have offended you."

Regardless of whether he was speculating or testing, Bai Li'an knew that Mencius was an impeccable person who was good at dancing with long sleeves. At this time, he could not find anything out.

At this time, deep in the alley, there was a rustling sound.

It sounded like some kind of icy reptile sliding across the snow.

The little girl in Bailian's arms began to tremble again, biting her lip, terrified.

The sound seemed to be crawling from the depths of the earth, coming and going quickly.

It disappeared soon.

Meng Zifei also heard the voice and showed a puzzled look.

Bailian glanced at the depths of the dark and deserted alley, and a pitch-black old crow stood in the thick snow on the eaves, as dark as a mass of ink shadows.

Only at the tail feather, there is a striking red feather, dragging between the snow-white eaves, like a burning line of fire.

Across the distant alley, the blood-red eyes of the old crow stared in the direction of Bailian. These old crows full of ominous blood were obviously jackdaws that had eaten human carrion.

In the eyes, there is a bit of psychic meaning.

When Mencius saw the crow on the snow eaves, his complexion changed slightly, as if he recognized its origin.

The eyes that have always been clear and bright are actually a bit more complicated, and I dare not look at the old crow again.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his fingertips became cold, and his body was a little numb from freezing, cold from the inside out.

He couldn't help clenching the whisk in his hand, and his calm tone carried a hint of urging: "Brother Sichen, seeing a crow at night is a bad omen. There are still children here. Let's leave this place quickly, shall we?"

Bailian nodded, continued to stretch his long legs, thought for a moment, and said, "Brother Meng knows the origin of this crow?"

It looks like an ordinary crow.

But Bailian noticed that when the pitch-black crow appeared on the snow eaves out of thin air, under the white snow, those countless rustling sounds disappeared peacefully.

Mencius hurriedly walked in front of Baili'an, and the knuckles of the fingers that were holding the handle of the whisk turned blue and white because of the force.

It was not until he completely walked out of the cold alley that the bustling lights in front of him illuminated the entire field of vision, and his pale face slowly showed popularity and blood.

(End of this chapter)