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The sound was deafening, and even gave people a feeling that the sky was about to collapse.

Qing Kuo couldn't hold back her curiosity, quietly raised her head and glanced into the distance along the gap in the city wall.

On the empty land outside the city, there was a mass of unrecognizable remnants of soldiers rushing towards the city gate.

The army is overwhelmed.

Aokiwa was stunned.

In the next moment, black feather arrows were seen flying towards the city wall densely.

The hand that was pressing on Qingzhu's forehead was used to press Qingqu to the ground, and a cloak-like thing was used to wrap the two of them in it.

The fighting outside the city was still going on, and Qing Qiao could even hear the feeling of feathered arrows falling to their ears and hitting the cloaks draped on them.

"What the hell is this?" Aoba and that strange man were huddled together under a small cloak, they were huddled together, it was dark, Aoba couldn't see each other's appearance clearly, he could only hear each other With a slightly short breathing sound, it can be determined that the other party should be a person.

"Shh, don't make a sound yet, let's go down first when this wave passes." The other party whispered.

Qingmao had to wait quietly, and I don't know how long it took until Qingmao felt his feet and legs numb, the feeling of falling on his body finally disappeared.

Qing Hu heard the person next to her sigh in relief, grabbed her arm, and whispered: "Don't make any noise, follow me."

Qing Chuan didn't know why, so he had to cooperate obediently.

It wasn't until Qing Kuang followed him up and left that he realized something was wrong. The sound of the feather arrow falling just now, the feeling of being hit on the body was extremely real, but the tower they passed was clean, and there was nothing wrong with it. No.

So, those ghost things are really just "ghost" things?
Qing Chuan shivered, and without paying attention, the man led her into a hole and dragged her to run down the steps.

After running for a long time, she finally arrived at the city wall, but the person next to her didn't let go of Qingzhi's hand, but pulled her from the direction of the wall, hiding all the way like a thief, and ran all the way to a dilapidated dilapidated building. In the house, he stopped and sat down on the ground exhausted and out of breath.

Qing Chuan looked around for a while, took out a torch and lit it, and then saw clearly that the person who pulled her up and led her to run all the way was a little girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

She thought it was a man with her youthful tone just now.

"I'm exhausted, huh? You look pretty, but you're a little stupid." The girl raised her head and finally saw Qing Chuan's face clearly, and said with emotion.

This time, her voice was not the sloppy one before, but a clear and clean girlish voice, one could tell it was an immature girl.

Qing Kuo looked at her dressed like a beggar, half of her palm-sized face was covered in dust, it was also very strange, why did her voice change back and forth?
"Can you tell me now, what is this place, and what are those things outside?" Qing Zhi took out a candle and lit it, blew out the fire, looked around and saw that there was no place to sit, and simply stood up caught.

The beggar girl blinked her eyes, looked at Qing Chuan and said, "Your clothes look pretty, but they're a bit dirty."

Qing Kuo followed what she said and looked down, her clothes were indeed a bit dirty.

There was a fuss in Fanyezong, another fight with that bald donkey, and what kind of formation got into this ghost place, and he walked so far outside the city, can he not be dirty?