The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

He didn't even look at Zhao Zhiruo, and walked directly towards the temple.

"Hero, you have been living here for half a month, I can stay here for one night!"

Zhao Zhiruo has now confirmed that Yan Chixia is her chance.

As for why it wasn't the black-clothed swordsman before, it was naturally because the other party was obviously weaker than Yan Chixia.

So she immediately followed Yan Chixia.

"The things here are beyond your ability to deal with!"

Yan Chixia didn't explain too much, he disappeared in front of Zhao Zhiruo's eyes in an instant.

"Hey, where's the hero?"

Zhao Zhiruo looked around and was instantly stunned.

[Anchor, it seems that experts don't want to talk to you]

[The expert just doesn't want to meddle in other people's business. There are so many people gone here. If the expert doesn't drive the anchor away, maybe the next one will be the anchor! ]

[Speaking of which, the strength of warriors seems to be unable to deal with ghosts, how dare this expert live in Nanruo Temple for such a long time? ]

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at Zhao Zhiruo deflated, and didn't speak on her side.

Because it's normal for the strong in the Yuan Dan realm not to want to talk to Zhao Zhiruo.

The most important thing is that at present, it seems that ghosts are not something that warriors can deal with.

But Zhao Zhiruo is not ready to give up.

It's rare that the big boss Mumu Heigou gave her this opportunity, she must hurry up.

"Hmph, I won't give up, hero!"

Zhao Zhiruo clenched her small fists.

Then she summoned up her courage and started wandering around Lanruo Temple.

"Sure enough, even in the plot I wrote, Yan Chixia's character is completely independent!"

Lin Mo looked at Zhao Zhiruo who was trembling in the live broadcast, and began to ponder.

In his event plot setting, it is inevitable for Yan Chixia to meet the ignorant Zhao Zhiruo.

But even so, Yan Chixia's personality made him choose to drive away Zhao Zhiruo directly.

"Whether you can get Yan Chixia's teaching is up to you!"

Lin Mo looked at Zhao Zhiruo in the live broadcast, and said secretly in his heart.

If Zhao Zhiruo was tricked by him to come to Nanruo Temple for a live broadcast, it is Lin Mo's reward for Yan Chixia to teach her every move.

But it is not up to Lin Mo to decide whether he can learn Yan Chixia's martial arts and spells.

Inside Nanruo Temple.

Zhao Zhiruo wandered around for a long time and found that she still couldn't find a hero, so she could only choose to give up temporarily.

"Baby, it seems impossible to go back now. Let's rest here today. If we really encounter ghosts, I believe the hero will save me!"

Zhao Zhiruo chose a fairly clean room and sat down here.

She turned on all the strong flashlights in her backpack, illuminating the whole room brightly.

[The anchor is really courageous, Xiaosheng admires it so much, I gave it a reward]

[This Nanruo Temple seems to be nothing special except it looks gloomy]

[The brothers upstairs just came in, the anchor encountered a ghost hitting the wall before]

[Is there really a ghost here? ]

[...]

A group of water friends discussed the environment of Nanruo Temple.

While they were discussing, Zhao Zhiruo had already started to arrange the sleeping environment for tonight.

She pushed the hay from the room and piled it in a pile.

"It stinks, everything in the room is moldy!"

Zhao Zhiruo waved her hands and slapped her nose. Nanruo Temple has been abandoned for many years, and many things here have begun to rot.

After the haunting incident, even the occasional passer-by was gone.

[Anchor, maybe the smell of decay in this room is also mixed with the smell of corpses]

At this time, Zhao Zhiruo became a little flustered by the barrage of a water friend.

"Everyone, don't scare me!"

Zhao Zhiruo said dissatisfiedly, and lay down on the hay with her clothes on.

It's just that she feels more and more flustered now.

I thought it was just an ordinary smell of decaying wood, but now it is more and more like the smell of decaying corpses.