The first step is to the infant.

Everyone slowed down their swords and fell to the ground.

In a scattered mist.

The outline of the dilapidated inn not far away can be seen vaguely.

"What's going on? There was no fog just now."

Tiantou was obviously not cold, but Fugui shivered inexplicably. He hurriedly shivered behind Ying Qian, keeping his head silent.

"What the hell is this?"

Long Xiaochen curled his lips, Yu Guang glanced at Ying Qian and said with disgust:

"We won't be staying here tonight, are we?"

"Wrong."

Ying Qian smiled and shook her head.

Holding up a loving look, she patted Long Xiaochen on the shoulder, her voice extremely soft.

"It's not us, it's you."

"What?"

This time it was not just Long Xiaochen, but everyone was shocked.

Long Xiaochen couldn't bear it first and asked with wide eyes:

"You want to throw us in such a ghost place and run alone to have fun?!"

"What is free and happy life?"

The young man rolled his eyes shallowly.

Each of them is not a little older, but they know a lot.

Is she like that kind of unreliable person?

Glazing at Long Xiaochen, Ying Qian hummed a light tone, missing the taste of the wine while smiling:

"I'll come to pick you up tomorrow morning. I hope everyone can live well and try not to miss your arms and legs."

Her blessings are really scary.

Fugui's face was pale and he was trembling and wanted to say something.

Ran Yingqian has already left.

The bright scarlet color quickly disappeared in the mist.

Only a lazy voice was left, which came into everyone's ears.

"A kind reminder, don't fall asleep tonight."

Fugui opened his mouth and looked at Shen Yan with a confused look on his face.

"What does Master mean?"

“Literally.”

Shen Yan looked deeply at the direction of Ying Qian's departure, and when everyone else was hesitating, he was the first to go to the inn.

It is the explanation of Ying Qian.

The ends of the earth.

A sea of ​​swords and fire.

He can go all of it.

What's more, it's just a small inn.

Seeing Shen Yan taking the lead, Long Xiaochen snorted coldly and said unhappy:

"He is really not afraid of death!"

The young monks were talking in detail, and there were slight conversations.

"What are we going to do now?"

"This place is remote and there is no other place to stay."

"Is it possible that I really want to enter this inn?"

Long Xiaochen hugged his arms, deliberately increasing his voice, and said:

"According to my opinion, this Shura Immortal is simply unreliable. Maybe this inn is a trap!"

Hearing that he was rude to Ying Yi, Beiyang immediately glared at him and retorted:

"It's better than staying here and staring at me?"

“Master will not harm us.”

Fugui nodded. Although he was a little scared, he trusted Ying Qian very much.

She just wants to train them.

It won't really harm these people's lives.

Long Xiaochen wanted to speak, but a white shadow passed by in front of him.

Lin Mubai passed by him, glanced coldly, and left a sentence:

“Too talk.”

Lin Mubai also walked towards the inn.

Immediately afterwards was the wealthy Fang Yunmeng, Beiyang and Yu Qingling also followed.

When I saw Yingqian’s disciples, they would disappear.

The little monk sighed, chanted the Buddha's name, and walked into the mist.

After a brief hesitation, other young monks also chose to keep up.

At the end.

Around Long Xiaochen.

There was no one in the world.

He looked at the gradually disappearing figure, gritted his teeth, and rushed over quickly.

Long Xiaochen did not notice it.

After he left.

Ying Qian actually appeared from the fog again.

"It's really hard."

She muttered angrily.

With his palm spread, a little red fox stretched out, swept his long furry tail, and a lazy look appeared in his vertical pupils.

The nanny life, which is completely unhappy, is about to begin again!

Most of Yingqian's mind was transferred to the little fox's body.

She stretched her waist.

He glanced at the body hidden in the fog.

Then it turned into a red afterimage and chased behind everyone.

Chen Yan first approached the inn.

Haven't waited to enter.

Then I smelled the smell of decay of wood.

The inn is in ruins. At first glance, it seems to have been eroded by wind and rain for hundreds of years.

Even the plaque hanging under the eaves was already shaking, and only the outline of the word "ghost" could be vaguely seen.

"Ghost Inn?"

Lin Mubai followed from behind and frowned when he saw the plaque.

This inn is too weird.

Whether it is located in the mountains.

It's still this plaque.

They all faintly revealed a dangerous aura.

They did not rush into the door.

Wait for everyone to arrive.
To be continued...