Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Qing Qing bent his eyes and seemed to think of something and smiled very happy.

The black cat appeared again in the middle of the road.

Shen Mubai was cold and not seeing it, and the heart was slowly relaxing.

The black cat walked gracefully, licking his tail, walked to her side and turned around, then walked in the other direction.

Seeing that a few people didn't follow, the black cat stopped and looked back impatiently.

"Is this what I want to take us to?" He Yi stunned.

Shen Mubai couldn't figure out where the black cat wanted to go, but now he can only hold the mentality of trying it out. "Go and see."

The black cat walked in front, and the posture was as expensive as the nobles of the ancient century.

Under its leadership, several people in front of Shen Mubai have fewer and fewer roadblocks, and finally they are in front of a retro house.

He Yi showed a surprised look. "It really took us to someone else."

The black cat seemed to dislike him a little, licking his tail, not knowing what to think, and the golden erect squats, showing a slightly pleasant look.

When it reached the front door, the door automatically opened.

Shen Mubai and a few people in the past, why not know what is scrupulous, stop and say, "Here.. really will be fine?"

She didn't return her head. "I don't think it will harm us."

He Yi looked at the girl and didn't say anything.

After the black cat entered, it disappeared.

Shen Mubai patrolled a circle, still did not find it.

Whether it is furniture or decoration, this retro building has a taste of European medievality, without the atmosphere of modern technology.

The window was closed tightly, giving a feeling of dimness. He tried to open it, but it didn't move.

Finally, I found the candlestick from the cupboard and clicked it.

Whether it is the hall or the ground, it looks very clean, not like no one.

Shen Mubai hesitated, still called out, "Is there anyone?"

No one answered her words.

Qing Qing took her rag doll, her dark eyes turned around, and finally stayed at a place where the fruit was placed.

She walked over and just wanted to pick up one, she was stopped, "Qing Qing."

Shen Mubai walked over. "The things here are still not moving."

Qing Qing glanced at her and nodded.

"Let's go upstairs to see." Shen Mubaidao, then lifted his foot and walked over.

He Yi hesitated a bit, but still followed the past.

The mahogany ladder spreads up and when it steps on it, it makes a loud noise.

In the corridor on the second floor of the villa, several oil paintings were hung on the wall, which looked like a lot of value.

She took a casual look and was attracted by one of them.

The painting is a long corridor with expensive wool blankets. It seems to be the most common, but there is a subtle feeling inexplicable.

Shen Mubai could not help but close the candle slightly, and then stared at the oil painting in front of him.

She stared like a konjac for a long time, until Qing Qing screamed, only to return to God.

Shen Mubai felt that this painting was a bit sinister and could not help but look away.

There was nothing on the second floor, and there were no traces of people. They stayed for a while and went on.

What is incredible is that there is no one in this house, but the kitchen is full of ingredients.

Qing Qing seems to want to eat the red apple, staring at it constantly drooling.

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