Chapter 339

Hearing the screams, Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue looked at each other, and they rushed into the house together.

Inside the house, the vegetation is dense, and as soon as you enter the door, you can see a dense cypress tree.

Cypress, as the folks say, is called Yinmu. It is mostly picked and planted next to the mausoleum. On the ground, there are layers of rotten leaves. It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

Ma Jingtian's voice came from the front.

Xin Lin stepped forward, and saw Ma Jingtian sitting on the ground with a pale face, his ankle was clamped by a sharp animal clip, the clip was caught in the flesh, and the bone was visible deep.

Ma Jingtian was crying. He saw Chu fool slipped into the house, worried about the fool's safety, so he came in to find someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a shadow flickering in front of his eyes. He thought it was a fool and hurriedly chased after him, but he was caught by the trap when he didn't pay attention.

Xin Lin looked at the injury and frowned.

"The injury is second to none. The leader of the horse gang is a Xuanwu practitioner, but the wound is still poisonous."

In such a desolate mansion, how could a beast trap suddenly appear, this kind of thing is usually only found in the deep mountains, and it is poisoned on it.

Behind him, there was another strange noise not far away.

As soon as Xin Lin turned around, he saw Murong Ziyue flashing past.

With a whoosh, a silver glow passed under the noses of several people.

A row of extremely sharp and cold daggers were nailed to the ground.

Even Murong Ziyue broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hurry up and get out of this ghostly place. A haunted house is a haunted house. If we stay any longer, all of us will die."

All this happened before the eyes of the three of them, without warning.

There is no one in the surrounding area.

Ma Jingtian grinned when he heard this, and avoided this place tightly.

"This house is too cloudy, ordinary people can't stay for long, we have to leave."

Murong Ziyue looked around with a serious expression.

"You take the horse gang leader to leave first, and send it to Zixiao Medicine Refining Hall. Find the leader Jiang, and I will go find my father."

Xin Lin looked at Ma Jingtian's injury.

"too dangerous."

Murong Ziyue shook her head.

"I am number one in the Zixiao Palace Examination."

Xin Lin grinned.

If these words came from other people, Murong Ziyue would definitely think that the other party was bragging.

But it was different when the person who spoke was Xin Lin.

Murong Ziyue was silent for a while, and raised her horse to shake the sky.

"Remember, no one can live in this place."

Before Murong Ziyue left, she gave some more serious instructions, and then left with the limping horse Jingtian.

Not long after Murong Ziyue walked out.

Suddenly, the door of Chu's residence was shut with a bang.

A gust of wind blows, sending chills down the spine.

But Xin Lin turned a blind eye to all this.

Haunted house, haunted?
No matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as Tsundere Corpse?
Xin Lin slandered, being with "corpse" every day, to Xin Lin, this haunted house is already a trivial matter.

Under the eyes, Fuxi's aura condensed.

Xin Lin looked around.

The ground full of rotting leaves gradually changed under Xin Lin's eyes.

A row of messy footsteps appeared.

These footsteps are invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people, so Ma Jingtian didn't pay attention just now and caught the Tao.

But in front of Xin Lin, who possessed Fuxi's aura, there was nothing to hide, revealing one by one.

One after another, Xin Lin saw some animal traps and some traps.

Obviously, these are all artificial settings.

Xin Lin frowned more and more.

It seems that this house is not as simple as being haunted.

(End of this chapter)

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