After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 301 Poor little paper man

Shen Yanjin added: "If they are disobedient, just burn them."

The little paper was so angry that he surrounded him in a circle, moaning and moaning to provoke Shanlei.

Although he knew that the little paper figurines would not really chop, but seeing this posture, Xiao Ling was still a little flustered, and hurriedly gathered the little paper figurines into a ball and held them in his hands.

"Be obedient, he is your Lord."

The little paper man clings to Xiao Lu's palm in aggrieved manner, like a child being reprimanded, extremely sad.

When is the hand going to catch it?
Xiao Ling glanced at the wrist that was locked in someone's palm, and secretly complained, with a smile on his face, moved his hands, and said: "Boss Shen, hands..."

The other party ignored it and gripped it even tighter.

Xiao Lu: "..."

Well, it's not that I've only known this animal for a day or two, she still doesn't know what his temperament is.

Shen Yan stood up, and Xiao Lu, whose wrists were clasped, was forced to stand up together.

He took out a few white talisman papers from his cuff and threw them towards the stairs.

The white flame instantly ignited the stairs.

Xiao Lu: "There is a saying called...playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."

Shen Yan kept silent.

Xiao Ling: "There is a saying that a fire at the gate of the city will bring disaster to the fish in the pond."

Shen Yan cast a contemptuous glance at her.

The guttural voice was cold: "Hmph."

Look, what kind of attitude is this? He gave him a cold face when he reminded him. Sure enough, men are big pigs.

Xiao Lu: ...

What can I do, shut up.

The fire was not too big or too small, and it burned the stairs all over again.

The stench came after that, Xiao Lu stretched out his other hand to cover his mouth and nose.

This smell is not like burning wood, it is clearly burning ghosts.

Shen Yanjin reached out and pinched a small paper figurine on Xiao Lu's shoulder, crumpled it into a ball and threw it towards the stairs.

This action is too fast, all in one go.

When Xiao Lu wanted to stop it, the little paper figurine had already submerged into the white flames.

There is no paper shadow.

"you…"

Xiao Ling was about to ask, but a small figure quickly jumped out of the stairs, and rushed over, the paper legs seemed to grow hot wheels, so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

The little paper figurine frantically slapped the white flame burning on its body, and took advantage of the momentum to climb onto Xiao Ruan's instep.

Xiao Lu bent down and picked up the little paper figurine, and looked at the burned place, and found that it was intact, without any trace of being burned to ashes.

That flame is only useful to ghosts?
Shen Yanjin: "Let's go."

Walk?want to go out?
Xiao Lu: "Outside is not the capital city where we used to stay, it's very dangerous to go out like this."

Shen Yanjin: "If you don't go out, you want to stay in this ghostly place for the rest of your life."

Uh?
Xiao Lu was pleasantly surprised: "Do you know how to leave?"

Shen Yanjin strangled her wrist, and stepped towards the stairs burning with white flames.

Xiao Ling, who was being led away, also stepped up, stepping on the flaming stairs. At first, she was a little afraid that the flames would engulf her clothes and immediately set them on fire.

When he was about to walk to the entrance, Xiao Ling put his heart in his throat back to his stomach, and followed Big Brother Shen's footsteps in silence.

The basement door opened.

The peripheral things seem to have noticed something, and rushed in.

The doors of the small shop were squeezed into various shapes, and Xiao Lu sighed at the magic of wood, which would have been cracked into several pieces long ago in modern times.

Shen Yan drew out his long sword.

A touch of vermilion between the brows gradually emerged, making the whole face as cold as ice and mysterious and powerful.

Xiao Ling hadn't seen him revealing that smear of vermilion for a long time, and thought he would never see it again. He never thought that he would be able to witness it again in this capital city of the underworld with thousands of ghosts.

And, as always, flirtatious.

(End of this chapter)