Late at night.

The two brothers Wu Shenglan have retreated.

Zhang Yuan and Wang Hongen stayed in the room.

After the meal, Wang Hongen was observing the calligraphy and paintings and antiques in the room.

"Captain Wang, are you interested in these things?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Wang Hongen smiled and said, "I'm not particularly interested, I'm just bored for a while and I'm passing the time."

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Isn't Captain Wang sleepy? If you are sleepy, you can go to bed first, and I'm ready to go to bed too."

"Sleeping"? Do you really want to sleep?"

Wang Hongen's face was surprised.

"Yes, I really want to try if I will have a nightmare. What does Captain Wang think?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Wang Hongen's face changed and he said, "Your Highness is still not sleeping anymore. Why don't I go out and assist them in patrol?"

“Okay.”

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Wang Hongen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed: "Then the official said goodbye."

He was really unable to sleep because he had so many strange things happened here.

And I am extremely worried that I will have nightmares.

So, I just stopped sleeping.

He opened the door and walked out.

In the room, the lights were faint and extremely quiet.

Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the Xueyan Knife in his arms, closing his eyes to rest.

He said it was sleeping, but in fact he felt extremely vigilant in his heart. The Nine Yang true energy was always moving in his body, ready to deal with any possible changes.

Moreover, Xue Yin Dao is also in her arms, ready to leave her body at any time.

Time is slow.

The lights jumped quietly and moved from time to time.

Click!

Suddenly, a strange noise sounded, like a slight footsteps, coming from an antique shelf not far away.

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes.

The sound disappeared and never sounded again.

I quietly swept to the room in front of me, rows of antique shelves, and famous calligraphy and paintings were hung one by one.

Extremely quiet!

It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.

Zhang Yuan seemed to be fine and continued to close his eyes.

Click!

The strange sound sounded again, this time it became clearer, as if someone was walking around the room.

Zhang Yuan did not continue to open his eyes.

Because at this time, a strong sense of sleepiness surged up, and he felt like he had become an ordinary person again. When he was late at night, his body began to get overwhelmed, his eyelids became heavy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Suddenly, a soft call came from his ears, and then a laughing sound came.

The vague picture began to slowly and clearly.

Spacious yard.

Xiaohuan stood in the distance with a smile on his face and waved to Zhang Yuan.

"Zhang Yuan, come here quickly. The young men's clothes are going to be washed again. We must finish them before dark."

Zhang Yuan's face was dull and he stared at Xiaohuan in a daze, without moving.

"Zhang Yuan, what's wrong with you? You're not here yet, come here quickly."

Xiaohuan shouted again.

Zhang Yuan showed his thoughts and walked towards Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan smiled with a cramped smile, pointed at the pile of clothes and said with a smile: "These clothes should be washed quickly before dark."

"Little Ring?"

Zhang Yuan frowned, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Isn't Xiaohuan dead?"

"You're dead, am I fine?"

Xiaohuan said angrily with his waist on his back.

"oh."

Zhang Yuan nodded, suddenly pointed to the corridor behind in confusion, and said, "Look at what it is? Is that a flying saucer?"

Xiaohuan turned around in confusion.

Boom!

A muffled sound, a terrifying breath.

Accompanied by a loud dragon roar, the whole yard was shaking.

It was like a wild giant beast coming out of the cage, and the roar of dragons spread throughout the sky and rang into the human soul.

Zhang Yuan's hands became like palm-leaf fans, ferocious and powerful, flashing golden light, and slapped Xiaohuan's head hard.

It was like treating her head as a fly.

puff!

ah!

A sharp scream suddenly came.

Xiaohuan's head was like dough, and was slapped into a flat shape by Zhang Yuan on the spot. A stream of green air squeaked and kept popping out of his flat head.

Both eyes were squeezed out, with bloodshots hanging on their faces, terrifying and ferocious.

The figure in front of him was screaming shrillly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the picture shattered, as if some mirror was broken.

All the things in front of you disappeared.

Zhang Yuan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his eyes, fierce and terrifying.

In the room, a strange shadow roared and quickly escaped from behind the antique shelves, brushed it, passed through the door, and disappeared here.

Boom!

A muffled sound, the golden light burned.

Zhang Yuan's aura was powerful, and he held the snow-drinking knife, like a beast coming out of the gate, as fast as lightning, and chased after him in an instant.

The door of the room was shattered and the wood chips were flying.

The strange shadow quickly fled to the distance.

However, although its speed is fast, Zhang Yuan is faster, just like photoelectric, chasing him wildly behind him.

In the yard.

The two brothers of Wu Shenglan were so excited that they chatted with Wang Hongen to pass the time and not fall asleep.

Suddenly, a sharp noise came, like a finger scratching the metal, extremely harsh and extremely unpleasant.

A strange shadow rushed from a distance, so fast that it could not be seen clearly, and quickly rushed towards Wang Hongen's body.

"Roar```"

Suddenly, a loud roar came, and the sound was deafening.

Boom!

The entire courtyard was shaking, and everyone was shocked by the roar and their ears disappeared, and their minds were buzzing.

The shadow pounced on Wang Hongen was also stunned on the spot and stopped moving.

Whoosh!
To be continued...