There are only five minutes left before the ten-minute period agreed upon with Fang Shenyan.

Jin Xi finally found the fixed exhibition hall of the second-floor specimen hall during this period.

Porcelain Pavilion, the fifth exhibition hall; specimen Pavilion, the third exhibition hall.

Jin Xi didn't raise his head when he said this, so he must ensure that he didn't waste a second.

In fact, it was much more difficult to find a fixed exhibition hall than she expected.

If she is given enough time, then all this will not be a problem.

But if she wanted to find six fixed exhibition halls in just a few minutes, even if she was dedicated to it, she would be a little unbearable.

Tongguan tightened his phone tightening his chest, slapped his backpack across his shoulder, and whispered after testing the equipment:

"I can't wait, I'll go to the exhibition hall on these two floors first. Jin Xi's side should be quick."

Jin Xi did not respond, and a drop of sour tears flowing from the corners of her eyes already meant that she was doing her best.

Then Tongguan looked at Hong Fu who was fiddling with his cell phone and finally instructed:

"You guys stay where you can take care of Jin Xi.

Most of the ghosts will focus on me later, so your safety should not be a problem.

Lend me the script’s sins, maybe I will be useful.”

Hong Fu naturally had no objection to this, but he was still skeptical about this trip to Tongguan.

However, he didn't ask any more questions. After handing over a book with the black-skin cover to Tongguan, he retreated to Jin Xi's side.

Tongguan moved his muscles and bones, held a knife in his right hand, and walked towards the exit outside the first floor.

Until his back disappeared from Hong Fu's sight, Ding Wangshu walked slowly to his side and asked quietly:

"I always feel like something is hiding from us in Tongguan..."

Hong Fu pushed her shoulder and shouted in a low voice as if dissatisfied:

"What are you guessing? He's trying hard for everyone."

Ding Wangshu was caught off guard and staggered, and the soles of the shoes made a lot of noise on the hard floor tiles.

She shrank her head and looked at Jin Xi, who was still concentrating on the video behind her back, and said angrily:

"Don't disturb Sister Jin's attention, we are talking about Tongguan!"

Hong Fu put away the smile on his face, picked up his cell phone that always turned on video calls, and watched every move in Tongguan from a strange perspective.

"No matter what he hides, Tongguan is Tongguan, and he cannot become Fang Shenyan."

He turned a silent mobile phone, pressed the wireless headset, and the heavy footsteps from Tongguan suddenly came to his mind.

"Brother Tong, can you hear it?"

"The signal is no problem, how about the video screen?"

“Everything is good.”

Through the video of the mobile phone, Hong Fu saw that Tongguan was very fast. At this time, he had already arrived outside the second floor of the minus, and said softly:

"Be careful when entering the porcelain hall, the winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost are likely to be present.

Even if you want to blind yourself, you must ensure that you are not affected by the lotus leaf ghost."

"clear."

Tongguan's answer was straightforward. Hong Fu subconsciously glanced at Ding Wangshu beside him, and finally sat down on the spot.

...

Standing at the entrance of the porcelain pavilion again, Tongguan's mood was very different from before.

As he pressed his hand against the cold and heavy door, he turned his head and looked at the steps leading to the fourth floor underground.

More than an hour ago, at the corner, some middle-aged man with a bald look at him with help.

But at that time, Tongguan hesitated and chose to give up.

That's why he hated Fang Shenyan, and he also hated himself.

Feng Jiafu was obviously a calm mind and good at thinking, but he died casually.

As Tongguan thought about it, he secretly pushed open the gate of the porcelain museum with force.

The moment he stepped out, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and a sentence echoed in his heart:

"Fang Shenyan, I won't let you have a good time in this mission, you can wait and see!"

The winged angel has the terrible ability to petrify people by looking directly.

Turning your back is certainly an escape method, but the most time-to-lasting thing is to blind yourself.

Tongguan was determined to use this ghost to complete the plan, so he used the light of the last time to become familiar with the environment.

The porcelain hall is still the same, and the quiet look is like an ordinary exhibition hall.

The last time, the vast lotus leaves were covered with the sky, I didn’t know where they went.

Only at the door, there were scarlet blood marks telling the story of some terrible things that had happened here.

Although Tongguan has limited time, his pace is not fast, and he is alert to every corner.

The angels of the broken wings are used to appear in the blind spots of living people, appearing in the form of shadows, killing the living people unexpectedly.

But he walked slowly in the porcelain hall and looked towards the fifth exhibition hall. There was nothing but a quiet scene around him.

Not only was there no trace of the angel relief, but there were even lotus leaves in the large flower pot in the center.

"Is the lotus leaf ghost removed by it?"

When Tongguan stood there, he didn't dare to move anymore, things were very different from what he expected.

Originally, the winged angel and the lotus leaf ghost should have no choice but to win after fighting each other.

But at present, it seems that the lotus leaf ghost is no match for the broken winged angel at all, and even the lotus leaf disappears.

However, Tongguan was not panicked, and he could accept this result, after all, the winged angel was still there.

He walked slowly just to wait for it to take action so that he could have enough time to react.

But it won't work if it goes on like this. After a brief thought, Tongguan decided to directly lead it to take action.

He began to walk quickly in the fifth exhibition hall without any scruples, sacrificing his original caution, leaving enough opportunities for the Broken Wing Angel to come out.

This action caused the screen of the mobile phone in front of the chest to shake violently.

Hong Fu on the other side didn't know what happened, so he immediately asked in the headset.

But Tongguan ignored it. He rushed straight to the fifth exhibition hall, wanting to bet that the Broken Wing Angel was still in the porcelain hall, waiting for a suitable mobile phone visit.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The distance was rapidly shortening, and Tongguan's hand had touched the door of the fifth exhibition hall.

The dragon carved on it is lifelike and vivid.

But Tongguan didn't have the time to appreciate it, and his thoughts were all about why the angel of the Wings did not appear yet.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Almost as soon as this idea disappeared, he immediately felt an extra strong sense of crisis.

The crisis came suddenly and urgently, and in just a moment his hands began to lose control.

The feeling of feedback that had originally touched the door disappeared completely at this moment, and all the pores on the body were opened.

The whole person felt an abnormal feeling of relaxation. When Tongguan saw a very huge black shadow slowly appeared on the front door.

The black shadow was more than two meters high, and its broken wings stretched out, as if they were about to embrace the person in front of them.

But even if you don't look at its front, you can feel a trembling smell of evil that is so evil that it is in hell.

If you let these wings wrap around, you will not feel the warmth, but the coldness after being torn apart.

The plan at Tongguan was originally to turn his head and blind his eyes when the angel of the Wing appeared.

In this way, the shadow of the ghost fell in his eyes at the last moment, but he ignored it and avoided the attack.

But this time, he couldn't do that.

Because he suddenly discovered that the huge black shadow projected on the door of the fifth exhibition hall was not just a folded winged angel relief.

Near the pair of spreading wings, strange silk threads actually extended.

A pool of scarlet blood surged from behind, flooding the upper of Tongguan.

He slowly lowered his head and saw a shocking scene through the reflection of the pool of blood.

The angel with wings looked down at the living person in front of him, spreading his wings, but there was no mercy in his eyes, leaving only bloodthirsty greed.

But around this huge sculpture, there are countless green and red silk vines-like objects, like winding thin snakes.

With the attention of the angels of the Wings, they also aimed at the only living person ahead.

In the first step of the plan, unexpected huge changes occurred.
Chapter completed!