I don't flirt anymore

Chapter 268 Beauty under the Lamp

"This is......"

Luo Wenzhou asked curiously.

"This is a person-seeking bird...as long as it remembers Egg Tart Girl's breath, it can lead us to find her, which is better than our blind search in this dangerous village."

Much more..."

While staring closely at the movement of the person-seeking bird, Xiao Yu hastily explained to Luo Wenzhou.

As soon as Xiao Yu's voice fell, the people-seeking bird over there turned its head to the north and its tail to the south, flapped its wings a few times, and flew slowly towards the north.

"Come on, over here..."

Xiao Yu's face showed joy.

If the missing person bird can make any movement, it means that Egg Tart Girl is still alive.

This is great.

Xiao Yu hurried forward with the Holy Mother's staff in hand, and Luo Wenzhou followed closely behind.Within the light range of the Holy Mother's staff, the little paper crane flew slowly, just now

Good enough for the two of them to keep up with its flight.

The road is difficult to walk, and this village seems to have been abandoned for a hundred years.

The weeds were up to their knees, and sometimes they would tightly wrap around their ankles. Xiao Yu walked in such a hurry that he almost tripped several times.

Thanks to Luo Wenzhou who has been following behind, whenever Xiao Yu is about to fall, he hugs Xiao Yu in time.

The two hurried all the way, shuttling through the small road in the dead and bloody Sanquan Village in the middle of the night, surrounded by abandoned and collapsed mud houses, indicating that this

It was once inhabited a hundred years ago, and there are traces of human activities, but now it is deserted due to unknown reasons... The smell of weeds, earth, and blood is full.

The noses of the two of them were suffocated, making people want to vomit.

Finally, the little paper crane stopped in front of the only house in the village that was still in good condition. After flapping its wings twice, it floated down from midair to the ground without making a sound.

"Here we are......"

Xiao Yu bent down to pick up the little paper crane, put it in his bag, and looked up at the house in front of him.

This should be a shrine.

They are all made of green bricks and oil tiles one by one, and the building is very strong, so that it can still stand in Sanquan Village despite a hundred years of wind and rain.

The door of the dark hole was half open, and there was a gloomy atmosphere. It was unknown what ghosts and ghosts were locked inside.

Xiao Yu and the beautiful master ran here and there, knowing that the more remote the village is, the more respect it has for the ancestral hall.

Before the earliest days, such as during the Republic of China, some elders in the village judged the villagers and did not even go to the yamen, but settled in the ancestral hall.Therefore, the ancestral hall will always be a

The strongest and grandest house in the village.

"Let's go in and have a look..."

Xiao Yu clenched the Holy Mother Staff in his hand.

Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he will have to make a dash for it.

After giving Luo Wenzhou a look of "follow closely and be careful", Xiao Yu's heart sank, and he slowly pushed open the thick and half-open door of the ancestral hall, and walked in first.

"Crackling..."

The heavy and slow sound of pushing the door made a piercing and shocking sound in this dead Sanquan Village.

In the cracks between the blue bricks in the courtyard of this ancestral hall, weeds grow wantonly... Separate the weeds, and go forward, you will find the inner hall of the ancestral hall.

The rotten wooden door was carefully pushed open by Xiao Yu "creaking"...

Before Xiao Yu had a clear view of the scene in the ancestral hall, there was a group of black shadows running towards him. Suddenly, Luo Wenzhou was behind Xiao Yu again, and Xiao Yu was caught by this

A black shadow embraced tightly...

I go!

what? !

Xiao Yu trembled in fright, and subconsciously wanted to hit the dog's head violently with the Holy Mother's staff.

But the next moment, Xiao Yu felt that the thing in front of his chest seemed to be a living thing, warm and soft, with a black opium perfume that could make him want to die.

--Egg pretty girl? !

"Master Xiao, you are here...they are all dead...they are all dead..."

Next to her ears was the soft voice of Egg Tart Girl, although it was full of fear, it also had a hint of tenderness and ambiguity.

The snow-white arms wrapped tightly around Xiao Yu, buried his head on Xiao Yu's body, and desperately burrowed into Xiao Yu's arms.

Xiao Yu was simply miserable.

"Egg... egg tart girl...you..."

Xiao Yu wanted to say "Egg Tart Girl, stay away from me...", but he was almost fainted by the perfume on Egg Tart Girl, and he almost couldn't even say a complete sentence

When it came out, the perfume smelled like a biological weapon.

He had spent his life on this black opium perfume.

Just when Xiao Yu was about to be smoked to death, he and Egg Tart Girl finally separated.

Luo Wenzhou pushed Egg Tart Girl away with one hand, and protected Xiao Yu behind him with the other, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he was breathing coldly.

"Egg...Egg Tart Girl...It's great that you're okay..."

Far away from the intrusion of perfume, Xiao Yu was finally able to catch his breath, put his head out behind Luo Wenzhou, and said happily to Egg Tart Girl.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, it is charming and touching.

In the live broadcast room, I saw that Egg Tart Girl is especially beautiful and charming today, with the unique charm and gentleness of women in the Republic of China.

But nothing is as real as seeing is believing.

Under the pink light of the Holy Mother's Wand, Egg Tart Girl is charming and weak, with disheveled hair and bulging breasts. With Egg Tart Girl's rapid breathing, she keeps rising and falling.

People daydream... One of the buttons of the collar is open, revealing a touch of crystal white loomingly.

Xiao Yu frowned.

Why did he see a hint of seductiveness on the face of Egg Tart Girl? !

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