Being His Little Fox

"..." Li Wen has nothing to say, this place is indeed weird, and it is the most correct way to go out.

...

As night fell, the clouds of fire on the horizon became red, and the entire jungle, the entire Renshan Village, was shrouded in this **** red.

After staying here for a day, Song Yi didn't notice anything wrong with the people here, and rarely even saw anyone coming out.

They are all in separate courtyards, each with a small courtyard, and there are plenty of ingredients, but neither Song Yi nor Li Wen ate them. Who knows if these things are clean or unclean? What happens if you eat them? clear.

Song Yi and the others have no way of knowing what those people are doing in their own small courtyard.

Li Wen also felt very strange.

During the day, the two of them tried to go out, but there was really no way to go out.

The only thing I can pray for is that there will be no accidents tonight.

"You must lock the door." Li Wen explained to Song Yi.

After thinking about it, he has already walked to the door, and he still feels uneasy. He looks back at Song Yi, frowns and says, "Otherwise, I will be here tonight watching you and you will sleep. I always feel this The place is weird."

Song Yi sat on the edge of the bed, licked his lips slightly, and slowly said, "It's okay."

"I'm in this room outside. You are sleeping inside. Call me if you have anything to do."

"Ok."

The small yards here seem to be arranged in order, all with codes and numbers.

...

When the night was getting deeper and deeper, Song Yi could occasionally hear women's screams and men's roars. These voices echoed endlessly in the silent night and in the strange village.

It caused people to panic and panic.

Listening to these voices, Song Yi frowned, tightened the quilt, and drew himself into the quilt, covering his ears, so that he would not listen to them.

Li Wen should have heard it.

She is not named Li Wen.

As time passed, Song Yi couldn't sleep at all.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked out the window, as if a figure flashed by in the cold moonlight.

The window that was closed originally was creaked by the wind, but the outside of the window was empty.

Song Yi got up on the bed with his hands, the quilt slipped to his waist.

"Li Wen..." she yelled.

No one outside responded, and the window was still empty.

Tang Si stepped in from the window. He patrolled all the way, crouching and hiding by Song Yi's bed.

When he heard Song Yi's soft and trembling call, his whole body froze.

"Song Yi." He murmured.

This familiar voice rang in Song Yi's ears.

"Tang Si." Song Yi felt tight and immediately lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

In a hurry, except for some light from the moonlight, the house is actually gloomy.

In such a hurry, she just got out of bed when Tang Si just stood up again.

Song Yi stepped on his head just like that, and then he tripped over the whole person, and his weight moved forward.

No matter how fast Tang Si reacts, he can't catch Song Yi.

Song Yi hurriedly wanted to find a support point, and just reached the shelf next to it.

Holding tightly made her fall a little slower, and the shelf was vigorously driven, swaying to topple, and Tang Si pulled away and slid over from the ground at this time.

"Well--" In the night, there was a muffled hum.

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