Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 882 Encountering a Ghost Hitting the Wall 3
"The way back has been blocked by us. Apart from entering the Windy City, they are just waiting to die in place. Do you think they would be so stupid?"

"But what if they don't come in?" Xing Yu said with a trace of worry, looking at the two teams that were drifting away, her beautiful crescent eyebrows were lightly frowned, as if thinking of something, her delicate face A slight worry surfaced, which made her original surprisingly beautiful appearance even more touching.

Qiangwei smiled lazily, "Don't worry, you don't know this magic city. Before nightfall, countless evil spirits will appear outside this city. At that time, even if they don't want to come in, they have to come in."

As the name suggests, Qiangweiren, whether it is her voice, her face, or her fiery figure looming under the deep V, shows her captivating charm at every step. However, there is no vulgarity in her body. , half artificial, as if she should have been born this way.

Regarding Qiangwei's confidence, Xing Yu is not so optimistic. The original plan to reappear the magic city is still a year away from the agreed date, but today I don't know what kind of magic the castle owner has. Dragging his seriously ill body, he forcibly opened the trapping circle...

Thinking of this, Xing Yu glanced sadly at the few people who were strolling aimlessly on the beach, and let out an inaudible sigh,

"I hope they don't wait until dark, or..."

Xing Yu didn't say any more, just frowned and glanced lightly at the intoxicated Qiangwei, before exiting the hall without a sound.

Not long after Xing Yu left, Qiangwei suddenly opened her charming eyes, and a hint of ridicule flashed across her slightly drunk eyes, "Since the castle owner said that you are destined, you must have some skills, but I don't know if you meet evil people." You guys still have a few chances of winning..."

A bloodthirsty smile twitched at the corner of his mouth, and under the light of the purple awns, he was so beautiful that even the rose flower hanging slightly on his chest seemed to be more brilliant at this moment, revealing a soul-stirring feeling. beauty of.

………….

Feng Caitian led people to search for a while, not to mention people's shadows, even half of the passing insects were seen, which further confirmed what she thought in her heart.

Seeing the sun head and shoulders high, at noon, Guishou and Feng Caitian met again.

This time, because Liu Jin didn't believe in the evil of ghosts hitting walls, he wandered around in circles for a long time, so this time it took longer than before.

However, when he was exhausted and the corners of his mouth turned white, Liu Jin suddenly felt depressed when he saw his young lady's face with red lips and white teeth.

Nima, after searching for a long time, I still found it.

What is this called?

It's better to listen to the young lady's words and go to the city obediently to have a look.

Liu Jin thought in grief and indignation, and for some reason, light smoke rose from his whole body, which made him jump. He quickly took out the water bag and took two gulps.

"How?" The ghost hand has always had that cold poker face from the beginning to the end, and is still breathing coldly from time to time. As a member of the team, Liu Jin really wants to lean over to cool off, but there is only that guts, no that ambition.

Feng Caitian glanced at the two of them indifferently, and spread her hands, "I got nothing, it seems that if I don't want to go in, I have to go in."

"Then let's go to the shade of the slope to rest for a while, and then go in after we recover."

(End of this chapter)