I have a room in Huangquan

And that retro canopy bed.

Two pots of hanging baskets in the house add a lot of vitality to the whole room.

The furnishings are very simple, but it is not difficult to see the elegant taste of this Madam Zhang.

It can be simple and elegant, and every piece of furniture here is not cheap.

"It's all money."

Ding Xiaoyi slapped the head of the bed with his palm, making a deep muffled sound.

Solid wood furniture is really different.

Speaking of which, the 1000 monthly alliance currency is no different from being given for free in such an environment.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was a little suspicious of how Nanny Zhang was willing to rent the house to herself like this.

Aren't you afraid that you will secretly sell all the furniture in the house?

"Forget it, don't want to, go to sleep first"

Drowsiness became more and more serious, and Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to waste his brain cells anymore.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept with my eyes closed, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of "da!", which made Ding Xiaoyi's claustrophobic eyelids twitch uncomfortably.

Then the voice gradually became clearer.

"clatter"

"Da da"

"Da da da"

The footsteps are getting faster and faster.

Ding Xiaoyi, who was already asleep, trembled slightly with the sound.

It was as if his heart was pinched by an invisible hand.

His eyes opened quietly in the night, and he scanned the door vigilantly.

The tiredness that was originally exhausted was swept away in an instant.

"No way."

The familiar voice made Ding Xiaoyi suspect that he was hallucinating for a while.

Could it be that every time I come back from the underworld, I will encounter this kind of thing?

He didn't get up from the bed immediately, but slowed down his breathing and listened quietly with his ears up.

In the dark room, the only source of light is the dim light falling from the window.

It may be due to the camphor wood, so that in this hot summer, the sound of cicadas was not heard in the yard.

In the lifeless room, there was only the sound of his slow but powerful heartbeat for a moment.

There was only the sound of his own nasal panting breathing.

"No?"

After waiting for a while, the sound just now could no longer be heard.

This can't help but make Ding Xiaoyi wonder if he was too nervous to hear it wrong.

Or, like the previous few times, I just had a nightmare.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi was suspicious of the voice he just heard.

"squeak"

The wooden door in front of him was quietly pushed open.

With the twilight shining in through the crack of the door.

The shadow of a pair of shoes on the ground is elongated.

"I"

Suddenly Ding Xiaoyi gasped in his chest, feeling an urge to scold.

This TM is endless, right?

Let's forget about the last time we met, we met by chance, regardless of whether you are a psychic creature or not, I was scared enough.

Almost died at the hands of the robber.

again this time?

Ding Xiaoyi suppressed the anger in his chest, silently pulled up his quilt, covered his head, and left a slit to look outside.

He is not a coward.

The experience in Huangquan this time is too rich, and I was almost drowned in Huangquan by that woman.

I have seen so many big goods again.

Whether it's the flesh of the iron mayfly or the bronze sword.

That came out better than this pair of shoes.

Even if it is a spiritual creature, isn't it just a pair of shoes?

This person was either scared to death in extreme fear, or broke out in fear.

Ding Xiaoyi will obviously belong to the latter, which is also because he has seen a lot in Huangquan.

"clatter"

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi cast his eyes through the gap, saw the pair of bright red high-heeled shoes outside the door, and gently poked into the door.

The bright mirror-like upper is still very eye-catching in dim light.

After one foot of the shoe poked into the door, the other followed closely behind.

"Da da da"

Under the crevice of the quilt, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were firmly locked on the shoes walking towards him.

As the shoes gradually approached, the cold light in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes became more and more gloomy.

Count silently the distance between him and the shoes.

"Five steps and four steps"

The bright red high-heeled shoes became lighter and lighter as they walked, as if they were walking on tiptoes.

"Three steps"

Gudong Ding Xiaoyi swallowed a mouthful of spit, only to feel a burst of dry mouth in his throat.

It's just that the vamp that was getting closer and closer in front of him made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

The legs were shrunk into a ball, and the body was tense like a wind-up spring.

"two steps"

At this time, the shoes suddenly stopped in front of Ding Xiaoyi.

"Right now"

Seeing the moment when the shoes stopped, Ding Xiaoyi's tense muscles, like the barrel of an exploding gun, raised the quilt in his hand and pounced on it.

A generous quilt covers the upper from the head.

It seems that even this pair of high heels did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi would take the initiative to throw himself on top of it.

"Puff puff"

The quilt continued to undulate, and the pair of high-heeled shoes began to struggle fiercely.

"It's endless, isn't it?'"

But how could Ding Xiaoyi give it a chance to come out, and grabbed the chair in front of the dressing table with both hands.

This chair made of solid wood weighs at least five or six catties.

Ding Xiaoyi raised his hands above his head and smashed it down hard.

With a bang, the chair was smashed open.

Under the crackling sound, the noisy bedding immediately calmed down.

"Is this the end?"

Looking at the calm bedding in front of him, Ding Xiaoyi felt a little speechless in his heart.

A psionic creature was smashed to death by himself with a bench, which is a bit of a fantasy.

Quietly opening a corner of the quilt, Ding Xiaoyi glanced away.

A thick layer of haze covered his face for a moment.

The shoes are gone!

escaped?still

When Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled, he suddenly felt a biting cold on his feet, and looked down.

I saw those bright red shoes on my feet at some point

Chapter 21: The Owl

In the courtyard, the cool wind blew on Leiding's cheeks, looking at the young man lying on the rocking chair in front of him.

There was a bit of strange color on Redding's cheeks.

He seemed surprised by the courage of the young man in front of him.

His bright white left eyeball directly gazes at Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual world through reality.

When seeing Ding Xiaoyi take the initiative to attack with a quilt and a bench.

Lei Ding confirmed in his heart that Ding Xiaoyi had something to do with this matter.

It's just that I was surprised in my heart, how such a young man has such a delicate mind and extraordinary courage.

"Reading, it's been two hours!"

As a companion, Wang Jialiang looked at the time on the watch and couldn't help reminding Leiding.

At the same time, Wang Jialiang looked behind Leiding from time to time.

The slender tentacles squirmed aimlessly in mid-air.

A black-headed creature with a strange face was wrapped around Redding's shoulders.

Sharp and thin cheeks, covered with black fluff, a pair of hollow eyeballs, like Redding's left eye, showing frosty white pupils.

His gaze was fixed on Ding Xiaoyi's body indifferently, and a strange singing sound kept coming out of his mouth.

I can't tell what language it is, but what I can hear makes people feel uncomfortable.

It seems that a certain unique rhythm in the voice is evoking those terrible thoughts and desires hidden in the heart.

Looking carefully, it is not difficult to find that the monster's tentacles are firmly piercing into the flesh and blood of Leiding's shoulder.

Like in the fairy tales, those greedy vampires continuously sucked the blood of Redding.

Wang Jialiang clearly remembered that when he saw this guy for the first time, he was almost controlled by him.

If it wasn't for the critical moment when Redding woke himself up with a punch, he might already be a corpse now.

After this, I also knew the name of this guy, Oi Xiao!

Parasite: A very old white jade comb.

Level: wounded spirit level, first class.

Abilities; Nightmare, Mind Control, Hypnotism.

Lives by feeding on the blood of other creatures.

Although it is only at the spirit level, it has the potential of high quality, coupled with its cunning character and strange ability.