Her armor was shaking.

Suddenly, she stopped and landed on the snow with a clang.

He turned his head and asked, "Are you fighting for someone?"

Xia Ji was stunned. Damn, even know this?

Red Yan Luo asked: "Why?"

Xia Ji was speechless. Damn, he was very strict in his control. But what does it have to do with you?

Thinking of this in his heart, he didn't say it, just remained silent.

A depressed voice came from the black armor: "Why don't you call me together?"

Xia Ji:...

"you..."

Hong Yanluo smiled and suddenly said, "I have it too."

Saying...

A terrifying ink painting appeared behind her.

The painting is a red bride holding an umbrella.

It’s just that the bride’s face was covered by an umbrella and it was completely impossible to see clearly.

But for some reason, this painting is strange and strange.

The next moment, the bride walked out of the painting.

The horror reached its peak, and it was almost shocking to death.

Red Yan Luo smiled completely differently from the phantom behind him: "Hehe..."

Xia Ji was stunned for a moment. He suddenly thought that the burning ancient Buddha, the strange woman in death, and the unintentional face with thunder and hollowness were all big figures in the underworld, right?

No wonder it is said that this is evil.

Could someone send a message of "help" in the Human Realm Record...

Hong Yanluo was so happy to see Xia Ji.

I confirmed my eyes, it was a person from my mother.
Chapter completed!