Chapter 747

However, don't mention her face. Duanmu yawang felt familiar when she saw the black flame under their cloaks. Her eyebrows trembled and immediately shouted, "little white!"

"Scared!"

The little white deer was already practicing. Duanmu yawang called it so. He was immediately frightened. He patted his chest and said, "master, didn't you let me practice well? I've just settled down. You'll really scare me if you shout so loudly!"

"Look at those two people."

Duanmu yawang didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. He stared at the two people and said, "this place has a high spiritual pressure, which is easy to blur people's senses. Your senses are more sensitive. See if these two people's breath is very similar to those black smoke like people we met in the ghost city before?"

Hearing what she said, the little white deer looked at the gate. When he saw the two people, his eyes flashed a touch of surprise: "it's really a little the same feeling."

After that, he stared: "say, master, if you hold the street blindly, you should not be the one who gouges out the spirit?"

"For the moment, I don't know, but the feeling of these two people in front of me is very similar to those black smoke." duanmuya looked and said, "although we came in, we don't know anything. There are people like snow muscle in the street and these two people in front of us. It's not accurate to say that the people on this side of the street are soul gougers."

"Then... Is it that the spirit Gouger hid in the street?" the little white deer said another way.

"Well, very likely."

Duanmuya looked, touched her chin, turned her eyes and said, "in fact, there is a very close relationship between the people who gouge out the spirit and the people who hold the street."

Then she heard the two men come forward and say, "please come in."

As soon as the group heard this, they were very happy. They hurried in, and the two men in black followed them. As soon as they entered, the door closed automatically again.

Duanmu yawang stood on tiptoe and looked in, but he saw a vast expanse of white behind the gate, like a thick smoke. Except for those people, he couldn't see the situation in the house at all.

The gate was soon completely closed, blocking everyone's view.

The old man looked at the closed door thoughtfully.

A group of people went in, and another hour or two passed. When the door was opened again, Duanmu yawang stood numb in his legs, and the whole person was sleepy and tired.

Queuing is really a painful thing for her.

The door opened again, and the group who had entered came out. Like the people from the previous group, they looked very good, and the whole person seemed to be in a different state.

It's like just breaking through the obstacles and upgrading. It looks very energetic.

Just, "Grandpa, I remember when they went in, there seemed to be nine people. Now there seems to be only seven left. Am I wrong?"

The old man didn't notice the number of people and shook his head: "I don't know. I didn't notice."

"Oh."

Duanmu Ya looked at the group of people who were in high spirits after coming out, and at the people in front. Seeing that their faces were calm and didn't feel anything different at all, she scratched her head and sighed: "it seems that I remember wrong."

"Ah!"

The little white deer suddenly screamed, "master, master, we have forgotten one thing."

Duanmu yawang rubbed his forehead, but asked, "what's the matter?"

"Go back!" the little white deer pointed to the hourglass on the small table. "We stayed in the shop all day. Didn't snow muscle let us meet them half an hour before and after checking out?"

"Yes!"

After coming in here, she forgot about it. Duanmu yawang hurriedly asked the little white deer, "how long is it left now?"

"There are two hours left."

Duanmu yawang nodded and mentioned the matter to the old man. The old man obviously forgot. After listening to her, he said decisively, "there are several groups ahead. We can't turn to us in two hours. Let's go back first. It's important to keep our promise."

"OK."

So they left the line and planned to return the same way.

As they walked, they discussed, "by the way, Miss Duanmu, how do you think we should go back?"

"We have false magic cards and red demons in our hands. As long as we return to the place where we came and use false magic cards and red demons to reflect the array, we should be able to go back."

The old man nodded and stopped asking.

"Are you going back?"

Suddenly, Duanmu yawang's wrist was grabbed by a person. Duanmu yawang looked back and saw that it was a young man. He looked frightened and his eyes were lax, like a frightened bird, trembling all over.

His hand holding Duanmu yawang was bluish white and held her wrist very tight. Duanmu yawang felt that the bones of her wrist were about to be crushed by him. She twisted her eyebrows and was about to speak. The young man begged, "please, please take me back!"

In his voice, in addition to fear, he was still afraid. His body trembled like shaking a sieve. When he finished, his eyes staring at Duanmu Ya were like staring at a life-saving straw, and he grabbed her hand harder.

Duanmu Ya looked at him with a wrung eyebrow. She thought he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him: "I haven't seen it?"

"Yes, yes!"

The young man hurriedly said, "it's in an inn, an inn with fragrance. We've seen it there."

As soon as he mentioned it, Duanmu yawang immediately remembered that the man in front of him was one of the young men they met when they came out of the first inn with rooms.

The man because he had a conversation with the shopkeeper, she went out, but because she couldn't hear clearly, she looked back and just saw the faces of several of them.

The young man in front of him, Duanmu yawang, was one of those people.

"Why are you here?"

Duanmuya looked and frowned. "Where are your companions?" here pays attention to team formation. He has so many companions. How can he be the only one left?

When it comes to this, the man's pupil shrinks, and the whole person seems to be more afraid. His lips tremble badly, "he, they... He..."

The man ran over and attracted the attention of many people on the way. Duanmuya looked at him and looked at the old man: "Grandpa, do you think you want to take him?"

The old man looked at Duanmu deeply and said, "yes."

Duanmu yawang understood the old man's intention and nodded: "I think so, too."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

The young man kept thanking him. He seemed to be very afraid. Duanmu yawang would regret it. He was far from the energetic appearance when he met at the inn.

So Duanmu yawang and the old man took the young man.