Without hesitation, Zhao Yijiu Yin's eyes were lowered and he let go of his hand that pinched Zhao Ruru's face.

Just as Zhao Ruru breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt herself soaring into the air. Then, the blood instantly filled her head, and her stomach hurt by the hard shoulder bones.

Realizing that she was being carried up by Zhao Yijiu, she panicked: "...what are you doing!"

"When I see you, I remembered that I was escaping from marriage. I want to feel comfortable and roast the fire? There is no door." Zhao Yijiu stood up steadily with the man and looked around.

Yu Xing didn't notice the "small fight" on their side for the time being. Zhao Yijiu curled the corners of his mouth and quickly walked towards a tall dead tree.

"I want to hang you up."

Hang up?!

Zhao Ruru was shocked. Although reason told him that what Zhao Yijiu said should be literal, and she just put her on the tree to see her embarrassment, she only saw the Saint's tribe and bodyguard being penetrated and strung on the branch last night!

The impact of that picture is still very strong, at least she can't forget it in a short period of time.

Zhao Yijiu wouldn't treat her like this, right? It hurts a lot if the flesh is pierced...

Moreover, Zhao Yijiu, who is in a ghost state, has no empathy at all. What if he wants to appreciate her body on a whim?

With a vigilance against the evil ghost's brain circuit, Zhao Ruru sincerely struggled on Zhao Yijiu's shoulder, kicking and kicking, and even scooping out the bell hidden in his clothes.

Zhao Yijiu was beaten several times, and she sneered disdainfully, then quickly climbed up the tree trunk and threw Zhao Ruru onto a solid and thick branch.

"squeak--"

The dead trees let out an overwhelming cry, and Zhao Ruru immediately became honest and lay on the branches and did not dare to move.

The branch is three meters above the ground. If she falls in this position, she will probably break her arms and legs.

However, after confirming that Zhao Yijiu wanted her life, Zhao Ruru quickly calmed down.

She looked at the culprit who climbed on the trunk with one hand and couldn't help but say, "You are so childish."

Zhao Yi tasted the wine: "I'll catch another snake to accompany you."

"Ah, no need, no need, Dog God, you can't treat me like this!" Zhao Ruru was also angry. She held the dirty branches that supported her, "If you do this, I will tell the young master that you stayed for revenge and let him drive you away!"

Zhao Yijiu's eyes suddenly became dangerous.

However, he immediately realized a problem.

Zhao Ruru was shouting so loudly, why didn’t Yu Xing stop him?

What is Yu Xing doing?

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the tent had been laid, but the place where they had rested was empty, and there was no popularity outside the tent or next to the fire.

No one was seen.

Zhao Yijiu raised his eyebrows and pulled Zhao Ruru down and returned to the ground safely. He stepped to the tent a few steps and confirmed that there was no one here.

There are many horses tied to the side.

Cart for cargo...

The blood-red eyes slowly narrowed.

Zhao Ruru followed closely and shouted: "Where is that coffin?"

In just a moment, the coffin and Yu Xing disappeared silently, without any signs.

Zhao Yijiu walked to the cart and looked down.

The dark night greatly affects the vision of the human eye, which is a rare experience for Zhao Yijiu, who regards darkness as her hometown.

Inuji's identity did not have night vision ability, and the little stuff he missed faintly pulled out his intimacy with the darkness, causing him to see some things now, but not much.

He saw the dry blood on the cart, which he had soaked in wood after being injured.

Can……

There are more blood.

The wooden boards that were originally covered by the coffin should have been clean, but now they are rotten and moldy, and are covered with a deeper layer of blood.

The strange colors make people feel uneasy.

Zhao Yijiu chuckled, okay, I knew the dungeon wouldn't let them spend the next day so easily.

Monsters during the day are so easy to deal with, so the real challenge starts at night.

Zhao Ruru didn't need him to remind him, and while being alert to the surroundings, he took out the bell and shook it.

The ringtone penetrates the leaves and echoes in the mountains.

Sasha...the grass leaves sounded lightly.

Accompanied by the faint ripples of the sound waves in the air, a string of blood footprints suddenly appeared on the ground.

Footprints start from the side of the wooden cart and wind outwards, hiding along the weeds in the dark shrubs and woods.

"I've gone in... Why would the young master leave alone without saying a word?" Zhao Ruru murmured to himself, "And, will the footprints on the ground be his? He is injured?"

"Of course it's not him." Zhao Yijiu returned to the fire, took out a wooden stick with bare hands, found a shoddy torch in the cart that was loading supplies and lit it.

"Even such small footprints, even a woman's feet would not be like this." Zhao Yijiu dragged his voice and looked at Zhao Ruru's bare feet with a point of view.

Zhao Ruru didn't care about not having shoes, and she was relaxed and natural when getting along with Yu Xing, but when she was looked at by the evil ghost Zhao Yijiu, she was immediately under a lot of pressure and her toes were slightly raised.

Too aggressive...

She whispered: "You may regret it when you think about it."

"I don't care about the future." Zhao Yijiu ignored it and followed his footprints.

I don’t know if the senses are affected, but tonight seems to be colder than last night.

The woods where the footprints disappeared were shrouded in darkness, and when the light from the torch touched it, it melted like snow.

"It's so terrifying, it seems like a powerful guy." Zhao Yijiu felt his waist and abdomen were chilly, as if someone was leaning over in front of him and blew at him.

At present, it seems that the one who took Yu Xing away should be the most incomprehensible ghost since the beginning of the dungeon. The appearance of such ghosts often means the start of an important plot.

No one wants to miss it, at least the fifteen people who entered the dungeon this time would not be so timid.

"The footprints are smaller than those of women, so they should be children, or deformed things with thinner lower limbs." Zhao Ruru analyzed, and when he saw Zhao Yijiu walking into the forest, he immediately reached out and grabbed his hair, "Wait for me!"

In fact, the functions of the Dog God and the Saint are very complementary.

The dog god is strong in body, and the saint holds a bell and holy object in his hand. The two of them can withstand the attacks of most ghosts when they act together.

Zhao Yijiu also thought about this and did not throw away the woman who pulled his hair because she couldn't catch the hem of the clothes.

The two shared a torch and stepped deep into the woods.

Ziz—

A few white lines flashed on the live broadcast screen, and the picture took a moment.

The audience who had been paying attention to the plot here followed his eyes and saw a few faint silk threads like an illusion, extending to the horizon of nothingness.

[Did anyone see how Yu Xing disappeared?]
Chapter completed!