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Chapter 220 Ghost Road Nineteen

He stood by the window and looked out. The location he chose was very good, with a series of floor-to-ceiling windows that could see the movements of the entire Ruan family's front yard.

In the past, the servants who would have been busy resting in the garden outside did not appear. The old man who drank tea in the pavilion was no longer there.

There is only one rocking chair and a half-open book.

It can be said that there is no living person in the entire Ruan family. Of course, except for the unknown existence outside the door. Ruan Mu has no intention of confronting the things outside the door at the moment, so before the door was knocked open, he jumped out of the window.

Then, in the hall, he found the first mosaic servant. She was dead, and her neck was bitten rudely, and there were not many good pieces of meat on her body.

No other servant was found, but now he has guessed who was knocking on the door.

Mr. Ruan.

The stairs were squeaking, and Ruan Mu looked up. The old man with a messy and bloody body came down from the third floor. He stood at the corner of the stairs on the first floor and looked over.

Now, it is obvious that the wrinkles on his face have been much less, from sixty to forty, which is a great span.

However, Ruan Mu's eyes fell on his right arm.

His right arm mutated. It was no longer a human arm, but a piece of orangutan arm that was installed on it, black and thick, and had hair.

In addition, the arms are stained with NPC blood, which looks very dirty.

"What? Are you very curious?" The old man saw Ruan Mu's gaze falling on his arm, and he even made a special forceful position to show the strength of his arm.

And Ruan Mu saw it and wanted to vomit.

The old man had a black face and shredded raw meat in his teeth. He didn't feel disgusted. After a moment, he smiled and said, "You brought this thing back. I want to thank you more. If you hadn't brought it back, I wouldn't have been able to advance all this so quickly."

Ruan Mu knew. This arm was probably brought back from the Ascetic Master. In this way, even if there is no spiritual energy revival, Mr. Ruan is not a calm master.

He asked quietly: "So what are you going to do now?"

At such a wonderful time, Brother Ruan was so lonely. Maybe he had guessed it long ago, but he didn't tell him this false brother.

"You don't know, since I appeared, I knew that you were the best person."

The old man started to deliver his own speech, but Ruan Mu did not understand what the best candidate meant. Could it be that the other party was not going to eat him?

Perhaps seeing his thoughts, the old man smiled loudly: "How could I eat you? You are my favorite grandson, you still have to live."

Ruan Mu felt cute and had no words.

The other party looked at the time and said with some regret: "I originally wanted to show you the full picture of the gift you brought back as soon as possible, but unfortunately you are not a good boy and don't want to open the door for me."

"What a pity, the strength of the arm is about to pass."

Ruan Mu smiled falsely: "Isn't that thing reused?"

"You are so smart, but unfortunately there is no reward." The old man came down and passed by Ruan Mu. At that moment, the latter's body was tense. The old man's aura was too dangerous, stronger than the other NPCs he met.

He was not sure whether this breath was from the old man himself or the orangutan's arm. As he watched the other party leave the hall, he went to the third floor in silence.

Looking through the window, I saw a normal old man this time. The other party was in a good mood to raise the teacup in his hand and make an invitation.

And Ruan Mu was too lazy to even do the final disguise.

He pulled up the curtains and contacted Li Yanjun on his own initiative: "What did you say last time?"

"What? Are you interested now?" Li Yanjun's attitude this time was much tougher than that time. She had guessed what happened in the Ruan family's old house from Ruan Mu's phone call.

Just thinking that he did not offend her, she said something more: "Don't worry, you are very safe before that person is completely transformed."

"But after that, it's hard to say."

Combined with the old man's words, Ruan Mu had already predicted that he would probably be the first food he had completely converted. He was a little worried, but at least he knew some details.

It seems that the old man’s changes were not achieved overnight. If so, he still has time to continue to struggle.

He did not continue the topic and asked bluntly: "Is Ning Zhiting still in your hands?"

"You have a conscience discovered? Do you want to save her?" The timing was so coincidental. Ning Zhiting was opposite Li Yanjun. It was just that it was very different from her at the beginning.

"No, I just want to ask her some questions."

Li Yanjun smiled: "That's a coincidence, she is right in front of me."

Ruan Mu: "..." Actually, he wanted to ask in person. But he also heard from Li Yanjun's words that she had no intention of letting go, so he said kindly: "Then please help Sister Yanjun drive a hands-free one."

After the hands-free opening, Ruan Mu heard Ning Zhiting’s call for help.

But her voice... became so old that she almost couldn't hear it.

Ruan Mu had not responded to her request for help yet, and Li Yanjun seemed to smile: "You said this in front of me, my master, and really didn't take me seriously."

Ruan Mu, the bystander, felt strange and terrible when he heard this tone, let alone Ning Zhiting who faced her. Then, there was a scream of extreme fear, but it stopped suddenly in the next moment.

After a long time, Li Yanjun said regretfully: "It seems that she is useless today."

Ning Zhiting, who was lying in a pool of blood, had a big hole in her head and blood flowed continuously. Even so, she was still living tenaciously.

Ruan Mu was silent for a moment and asked casually: "Have Sister Yanjun heard of the rap of "Anti-Captaining"?"

During the Ruan family these days, he received a total of four double-handed scores. In the end, he found that the second existence that was invisible was not important, but the information revealed by ‘it’ was.

If you take out its music score alone, it is the darker rap of "Anti-Captain".

"rap? I'm not a musician, I don't like these," said Li Yanjun.

Ruan Mu suggested: "If Sister Yanjun has time, you can listen."

"Okay," Ruan Mu also heard Li Yanjun's perfunctory behavior through a telephone line. The latter's eyes were slightly closed, and he sighed and said, "Since Ning Zhiting is inconvenient today, I'll come and ask in another day."

Knowing that he was tempted by the time of the next appointment, Li Yanjun was not vague and said, "Let's go the day after tomorrow. I won't bother her tomorrow, so I will definitely let her have the energy to accompany you."

The words were very ambiguous, but neither the speaker nor the obedient one took them seriously.

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Mu remained silent for a while and opened the song "Anti-Covered".

"...You said I am a livestock, but I think you are a livestock."

"You said I was in captivity, but I think you were in captivity."

"Captain food, food in captivity, how can you be sure that this is not a return to captivity."

"I chopped your hands, chopped your feet, dug your heart, sucked your skin, pulled your tendons, and it looked like a delicious roasted suckling pig."
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