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Ruan Qingjue didn't ask him what he tied around his wrist.As soon as he left the inn, he heard the sound of horseshoes getting louder and louder, and they came straight towards him.

The carriage was drawn by two white horses and galloped side by side. The body of the carriage was narrow and short, like a coffin.The exterior of the carriage was oiled bright red and had no windows.The only door was covered by a gauze curtain, and there seemed to be a person sitting inside.

Ruan Qingjue turned to the side, grasped the side of the carriage with both hands and turned over to stand on top of the carriage.Da Si Ming, who came out a step behind him, conjured up a blood-red long whip out of thin air, and drew back towards the white horse.

At the same time, Ruan Qingjue turned over and entered the interior of the carriage.

Not to mention the long whip of Da Si Ming passing directly through the white horse's leg.Ruan Qingjue was taken aback when she entered the carriage, there was no one in the carriage.At this moment, a strong wind hit behind him.Ruan Qingjue turned around and raised his hand to block, because his eyes were hard to see, and his arm felt something extremely soft.Unexpectedly, in just an instant, the soft thing knocked him back a step with an incomparable strength of ordinary people.

At this time, the blood in the car became thicker.

Seeing that he couldn't stop the carriage, Da Si Ming turned around and charged towards him before he got on the carriage.The horse with clearly black pupils only has the whites of its eyes.At this time, except for the horse's head, the whole body has turned into bones, and the sound of clicking and clicking when moving is like a soldier in armor, marching.

He frowned slightly, crying soul whip can make any soul fly away, but these two horses are obviously not souls.

It can also be said that there are no ghosts on this ghost car at all.

Seeing that the two horses were getting closer, Da Si Ming snorted impatiently and put his bare hands against the heads of the two horses.The pure white light from the palm melted the heads of the two horses directly.

The carriage lost its two horses and still moved forward by inertia.Da Si Ming didn't have the strength to resist him, and he was about to be knocked down by the carriage.Ruan Qingjue suddenly got out of the carriage, grabbed his clothes, hugged him horizontally, and jumped out of the carriage.

In an instant, the carriage behind him was torn apart, and a blood-red strangely long thing was mixed with the wood fragments, like mud.

"Tongue?" Fuxi bent down to pick it up, but was knocked off with a folding fan.Lin Xuanzi unfolded the folding fan to send away the gentle breeze, he said, "God Fuxi, don't touch dirty things."

"What is this?" Looking at the rotten meat on the ground, Da Si Ming and Ruan Qingjue came after him, "You have been fighting with your tongue for a long time?"

Ruan Qingjue nodded affectionately and said, "Yes... no wonder it's so slippery. Mr. Lin, what exactly is this?"

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