Twelve aristocrats

Under An Xiaoruo's repeated caresses, a certain person almost became paralyzed.

An Xiaoruo just patted her sleeves, striding towards the long corridor, her seemingly weak but strong figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Yin Qianshang sat paralyzed on the ground, hugged her scarred leg with a ferocious expression, glared pitifully and complained, "This girl is not afraid of ghosts at all, she is really good at acting."

"Shang, don't pretend, get up quickly, we still have business to do." Changing from the relaxedness just now, the black pupils turned a touch of coldness that was not easy to be noticed by others.

"Oh! Brother! It really hurts! The little princess is too partial!" Yin Qianshang still wanted to pretend to be pitiful to win sympathy.

"I've experienced even more painful ones, so what does that little pain mean to us?"

Yin Qianshang helplessly looked at Yin Qianshang who was sitting on the ground and refused to get up, and said, but the light in his eyes dimmed a bit but became colder and crueler, that kind of unknown sadness filled the air as if it could overwhelm people out of breath.

Yin Qianshang gradually let go of the arms that hugged his legs, jumped up, stood upright in the air, restrained his innocent and pitiful expression, replaced it with an expressionless and cold one, and the atmosphere froze strangely.

Yin Qianshang raised his eyes, his black pupils were filled with coldness, his stern face had sharp lines, his lips were slightly pursed: "Let's go." He took the lead into the corridor leading to the death classroom.

Yin Qianshang was not surprised by Yin Qianshang's sudden change, but followed Yin Qianshang calmly, as if everything that happened just now did not exist.

An Xiaoruo could only walk in the dark corridor for a few minutes with the only sliver of sunlight, but unexpectedly found that the corridor seemed very long, and the little light at the end was so weak that it almost No.

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The promenade is very quiet, and the silence seems to be only the sound of my own footsteps.

"Deng...Deng...Deng..." following the rhythm of the heartbeat.

An Xiaoruo didn't dare to look back, because she was afraid that she would be scared, and she knew that there must be a pitch black behind her and she couldn't see anything.

In the dim darkness, An Xiaoruo only knew that there were many classrooms in this corridor, but the doors of those classrooms were closed tightly, as if no one had been there for a long time, and there was a stale smell.

An Xiaoruo covered her chest, tried her best to comfort herself, so that she could relax.

It's just that the longer she stayed, the deeper the fear, and An Xiaoruo's footsteps became more and more hurried. If she could, she really wanted to run screaming loudly, but she couldn't, and she didn't dare.

The light became clearer and clearer, and the cluster of flames was. .

An Xiaoruo couldn't control her emotions any longer, and ran over wildly, waving her arms.

An Xiaoruo is getting closer and closer, it's really a flame! ! !

An Xiaoruo clearly saw a large black iron door, and the locks on it seemed to have been pried open by someone, as if someone was living there.

There are two clusters of torches at both ends of the big iron gate, which are extremely bright. At a glance, there are stairs on the other side of the big iron gate, and it is going down. It is dark until the steps are no longer visible.

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