Defeat That Fake Heroine

In the quiet night, more than a hundred people sleep in the room, only a few people watch the night quietly in the flickering lights. The thick night almost covers all the corners that can be covered.

The man dressed in black is quietly watching the sky outside the city, where there is a vast expanse of black, nothing, no sunlight, no stars, only a vague black.

The boy beside the man in black suddenly poked his stomach, "elder martial brother, are you sleepy?" The boy was also dressed in black, with the sign of the clan embroidered on his sleeve. He was a strange looking monster.

Looking at his sleepy eyes, the man shook his head and said, "if you are sleepy, go to sleep. I am on duty with the people of xianyunzong." He took a look at the pretty young man on a stall not far away. His face was quiet.

The young man raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and rubbed his stomach with embarrassment. His clear eyes became more and more confused and lovely under the light. "But elder martial brother," he said with difficulty, "I want to be respectful."

The man in black chuckled and said to another teenager beside him: "there is a tofu stall in the west of the toilet. Zi Ning goes with Zi Lin, and they have a care. " The other side of the young Zi Ning nodded, Zi Lin took his hand, eager to immediately go to the toilet to solve a clean.

The man in black looked at their back in the street. He laughed wordlessly. He was really a child.

The night wind is slightly cold, and the man in black is still in place. It seems that there is a smell of blooming flowers in the wind, which is particularly pleasant. This smell can not help but relax people's vigilance on such a lonely night, but the man in black is more alert and holds his breath.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a more intense wind, and the fragrance in the wind was stronger. All the lights in the street were completely extinguished in that wind, and even those night pearls could not have some light in the night. The whole city was covered with layers of darkness, and could not see five fingers, no consciousness, and nothing It's not perceptible.

The man in black was in a hurry. He thought of his younger martial brother who was still in the toilet. They didn't come out yet? He stood up and yelled, "Zi Ning? "Zilin?"

The only way to answer him is the wind passing through his fingers in the night? Zilin He ran to the edge of the stall, which was not far away, and could be reached in less than minutes, but at such a close distance, they didn't respond to him?

"Don't go." A young man in blue suddenly grabbed his arm, his eyes were quiet, "they may have an accident."

"No The man in black shakes off the boy's hand and is about to rush past. There are two terrible screams in the dark, and then everything is calm.

The man in black stopped and stood in silence. The two voices were from Zi Lin and Zi Ning.

"Better not die." The young man in blue came to him. Behind him, there were two young men in the same blue. They were the same age, and even their looks were slightly similar.

The man in black looked at him and didn't say anything more. From the two rapid voices, he had already heard the meaning of death. But somehow, he was not a person who attached great importance to feelings. He soon stabilized and said: "canghanzong, canglan."

"Xianyunzong, Gu Lang." The boy in blue pointed to the two teenagers behind him and said, "this is my brother, Gu Ming and Gu Jue."

The four were the night watchmen, while the one in yunzongmen was near the teahouse across the street.

"I think it's necessary for us to wake up our companions." Originally, no one dared to sleep in this strange place, but as soon as it was dark, many people were even more tired because they lost their spiritual power. Such fatigue made people unable to stand up all night, so they chose the night watchman and took a rest in the middle of the night. But who would have thought that someone would have an accident just after midnight.

"Let's go." Gu Ming is the least talkative. When he turns around, he is about to walk towards the rows of rooms behind him. These two voices are so fast and frightening that even if he lacks sleep, so many people will not relax their vigilance, but none of them wake up. What does that mean?

"Second brother," the youngest young man called silently.

Gu Ming turned to Gu Jue's eyes and said, "what's the matter?"

"Shall we tell yunzong?" The resting place of yunzongmen is a little far away from them. Now something has happened. Do they want to let them know?

"No need." Gu Lang light mouth: "which is right and which is wrong, are their own lives." The implication is that they don't know it's their destiny to tell their competitors what to do?

Gu Jue wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything to Gu Lang with his eyes of "those who achieve great things don't care about trifles".

Cang Lan thought about it and thought of the girl who shared Zhuyeqing with him. When he woke up his fellow martial brothers, he naturally wanted to tell them that she was a rare and unforgettable girl. He didn't want her to die in this ghost place.

Cang LAN pushes open the room where her brothers live, shakes their sleeping companions, and wants to wake them up, but no one wakes up?He held his breath and pushed again and again. It was dark in front of him. He wanted to say something. When he had a sore throat, he couldn't make a sound. His tall body was lying on the ground unconscious.

Xuan window, the faint night breeze gently blowing, bursts of light, people intoxicated with the fragrance of flowers, gently blowing over.

When his brothers had already entered the house, the young boy in blue turned around and ran towards the teahouse facing the street. Every step was very hard. Gu Lang looked back and could only see the boy's blurred back almost buried by the night. He yelled: "Gu Jue!" Young Lang did not give him an answer, vaguely disappeared in the night.

He is going to report to yunzongmen.

There, it used to be Gu Huawei's school.

Gu Ming pats Gu Lang on the shoulder and chases him in the direction of Gu Jue. If Gu Jue is left alone, neither he nor Gu Lang will be at ease.

Gu Lang punched hard on the threshold. He wanted to push the door open. Before he could say anything, he felt pain in his head and fell over.

When the young man running in the street also fell down, there was no breath in the street for a moment. The stillness was like the tide coming from the sky, which made people unable to dodge.

Night in the quiet Castle opened a bloody mouth, a golden flower, like coins, one after another Yili, blooming in the corner of the city, from the city wall spread to the city center, bit by bit, blooming in every place, fragrance bursts, soul.