then you are really great

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

Hong Jingcheng said: "Aye's father and elder brother are almost rotten. Aren't you cultivators? Surely you can help her?"

Hong Jingcheng looked at Que Ling'er. He had dealt with cultivators before, and he knew the difference between these cultivators and ordinary people like them.

These cultivators have great supernatural powers, and they must be able to live to the death of human flesh and bones.

Que Ling'er said, "Then do you know what happened to them?"

As Biyuntian's disciple, of course she wanted to save lives, heal the wounded, eliminate demons and defend the way. Even if Hong Jingcheng didn't say anything, she would definitely help the people in this town.

Fu Luobei came here to help these people.

Que Ling'er looked at Fu Luobei with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She knows Fu Luobei's kindness.

Fu Luobei looked at Que Ling'er suspiciously.

Que Ling'er smiled at her, she was very happy, but why did she smile, wasn't she talking about Changsheng Town, why should she look at her?

If she knew what Que Ling'er thought of her, she might have to laugh.

In fact, she was just curious about what happened in this town, she was just curious.

Hong Jingcheng is actually not that clear about the things in this town, but Aye is clear, but he is unwilling to talk about it.

Aye came back soon, still holding a plate of food in his hand.

Hong Jingcheng quickly helped Aye arrange the dishes, and then hurried to the kitchen to bring the dishes over.

In just a short while, Aye has already cooked four dishes, one soup, and fragrant rice.

Que Ling'er and Ban Yue didn't need to eat, but they still sat at the dining table, taking a bite from time to time.

Banxin was already starving, and he didn't care about anything else, so he buried his head in hard work.

After everyone finished eating, Aye said, "Brother Ah Cheng, you can arrange a room for your friend. I'm a little tired and I'm going back to rest."

Que Ling'er asked: "Can you tell me why this place has become like this?"

Aye turned his head, looked at Que Ling'er with deep eyes, then turned his gaze again immediately, and said, "I'm a little tired, can I take a rest first, and we can talk about it tomorrow, is that okay?"

They entered the town early in the morning, and at this time, it was only almost noon.

Did Aye actually want to rest so early?

Hong Jingcheng explained: "Although Aye didn't turn into a rotten corpse like other townspeople, she has to rest for a long time a day. Aye hasn't rested for half a day this early in the morning. Let's let Aye, take a break."

Que Ling'er had no reason to stop Aye from resting, even if he was full of doubts, he could only suppress it.

After Aye left, Banxin finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why doesn't she seem to be in a hurry? If my friends and relatives become like this, I must be dying of anxiety."

Hong Jingcheng stared half-heartedly, as if Aye had some bad thoughts.

"Aye is a good girl. If you have no basis, you'd better not talk nonsense."

Que Ling'er also felt a little strange, if it was true that her father and brother had turned into walking corpses, how could she not be anxious.

Hong Jingcheng continued to explain for Aye, "Do you think that Aye is not in a hurry? Aye has thought of many ways, but in the end, it still has no effect," he said mockingly, "Aye also asked for a repair It’s a pity that those cultivators are useless, rather than you doubting Aye, it’s better to say that you cultivators are too useless, so Aye has no trust in you at all.”

He turned his head to Fu Luobei and said, "I'm friends with you, but I'm not with them. At the beginning they left you and left. You regard these people as friends, don't you feel afraid?"

Hong Jingcheng turned his head and was about to leave. Before he left, he pointed in a direction and said, "Go and rest there. There are many rooms in there, but they haven't been cleaned. But you are all cultivators, so you can do it." With a flick of your sleeve, anything can be done.”

Hong Jingcheng was so angry that he completely ignored Fu Luobei.

He has never been so easily angry, even in Longmen Town, although he is a playboy, he has never been so easily angry.

Fu Luobei shrugged his shoulders and said: "Well, since this is the case, let's have a good rest."

There are quite a lot of rooms next to it, and one room is enough for each person. It can be seen that there must have been a rich owner living in this yard before.

Que Ling'er arrived in the room, and Fu Luo Beique went directly to another room.

She was a little uncomfortable, and Fu Luobei was willing to miss the opportunity to share a room with her.

She didn't close the door, but sat on the stool facing the door.

Fu Luobei has never been seen.

Just like what Hong Jingcheng said, these cultivators can clean the room with a wave of their hands, but strangely, no one did this this time.

Is it because of Hong Jingcheng's words?

No, it's because mana cannot be cast here.

This is not the first time something like this has happened, it seems that every place they go to has an accident, there is no way to cast their magic power.

The author has something to say: The second update [supplement]

☆、Chapter 50

In the dark, it seems that there is something guiding them. What they encounter and encounter are all routes that have been planned.

If you go to a place, everyone in this place has turned into rotting corpses, and the only one who has not turned into a corpse is a pretty blind girl.

She seemed to want others to help her, but she didn't seem to be in such a hurry, because she went back to rest at noon!

Who can rest well in this place?

In short, Fuluobei will definitely not rest well in this place.

She would rather go out and face the stupid fat man last time than live under the same roof as this little girl named Aye.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing people and stealing goods.

I don't know where I heard this slang term, Fu Luobei's eyes widened, and he didn't feel sleepy.

The sixth sense told her that this night would not be too peaceful.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound like leaves falling on the snow from above the house.

She was keenly aware, and could feel, that the voice had disappeared over the roof of the room next to her, the half-hearted room.

She sat up, jumped like a cat, opened the window quickly, and jumped out lightly.