The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

If the ghost domain is so easy to leave, I am afraid it is not worthy of being called a ghost domain.

Fang Qian glanced at the sky, and suddenly said, "Go back to the room."

There are nearly a thousand servants in this palace, and there are countless ghosts.The spiritual flow here is blocked, making them unable to quickly recover the spiritual energy through breath adjustment and other methods. In this way, when the spiritual energy is always exhausted, it is too passive to continue like this.

I don't know if the time is the same as the outside world, but Xiao Zhi created the ghost domain, and the Yin Qi gathered.Fang Qian reckoned that it was about time for a fight, so it's better to find a safe place to hide first, and stand up first when the yin energy is at its peak.

Although Fang Qian still had a premonition.Today's ghost domain probably has something in common with the secret realm he was in before, and so on. They are all independent spaces caused by the disorder of Yin Qi.Although Fang Qian didn't experience it personally, he also heard rumors from other practitioners that one day in the secret realm and one year in the world.

The yin and qi are disordered, and the weather in the secret ghost realm may not be measured by common sense.

And in this way, unless Huang Quan opened a hole on his own, or they found a hole in the rent, it would be difficult to leave.

Fortunately, when a few people walked, they found that the layout of the palace had not changed.Although the weather is gone, it is really difficult for five people with different positions to swear that they have people and harmony, but the location is finally true.It is not for nothing that Fang Qian and Ji Zheng have been wandering in the palace these days in order to break through the difficulties.

The proposal to go back to the wing room is also because the wing room is the place Fang Qian and Ji Zheng are most familiar with.It's always safer to be there than anywhere else.

It's a safe journey, but the entire palace west of the city is silent.The courtyard lamps usually lit by servants were not lit at this time.Today, there is no star and no moon, and the Chengxi Palace under the ghost domain is even more gloomy.Even so, Fang Qian and Ji Zheng were still familiar with the road, and there was no walking corpse on the road to harass them.

I don't know if this is the right way, or not.

When they arrived at the side courtyard where the wing room was located, several people were taken aback, and found that there was actually a maid in green shirt standing there holding a palace lantern in front of the wing room.This can be regarded as the first ray of light that the six people saw after entering the ghost domain. For some reason, they felt a little joy in their hearts.

But when they saw the maid's face clearly, they couldn't be happy anymore.

In fact, the maid in green shirt still kept her appearance before she was alive.She is not a great beauty who can overwhelm the country, but she has a round face, but she is also somewhat shy and cute, which is the kind of face that is easy to please the elders in the family.

She has a good figure, the palace lanterns are shining, and her big eyes are staring at the front without blinking.It wasn't until Fang Qian and Ji Zheng approached that she woke up as if she had just woken up from a dream. Fearing that her laziness would be noticed by the manager, she lowered her head slightly and said shyly, "Your Highness, Xianjun."

She has a lively expression. If it wasn't for her face being lifeless and her body filled with gloom, she would have been a very cute girl.

The maid in green shirt helped them open the door, but the palace lantern in her hand couldn't shine into the darkness of the room, it could only illuminate a square inch of space.The inside of the house was darker than the outside, and the six of them didn't come forward for a while.The maid in green shirt didn't urge or blink, she just looked at Fang Qian and the others with a weird smile at the corner of her mouth.

Li Gui usually takes a hundred years to cultivate soul wisdom, and even the remaining monks, no matter how powerful they were in life, have difficulty maintaining their sanity when they die suddenly. The soul is often entangled by a touch of obsession in life before being forcibly retained in the world, and most of them are accompanied by hatred and resentment Entwined, murderous thoughts abound.

This walking corpse was conscious, and could not even see the slightest killing intent.

The eyes of several people subconsciously looked at Fang Qian, waiting for his judgment, and there was a tendency to regard him as the leader.

Fang Qian didn't speak, and at this moment, everyone heard a line of orderly and heavy footsteps.The guards of the palace walked over with knives and lanterns. The appearance of these people did not change at all, and they even stopped walking as usual.

Said it was a salute, but the killing intent of the soldier in armor was even more serious.It's just that this kind of killing intent seems to be controlled by some kind of restraint, and the killing intent is shrouded in thick armor, ready to move.

Facing a dilemma, Fang Qian thought for a while, then said, "Go in."

It's hard for them to come here safely all the way, if you fight with the palace guards in the dark at this time, it will definitely not be beneficial, and it may just be a waste of the few spiritual energy.Instead of this, it is better to respond to all changes with the same.

The great thing is to be invited into the urn.With them in the side room, whoever stands out is a one-handed man and ten thousand husbands can't open it. It's better than the current stalemate outside.

And maybe it can trigger the next plot?

People who haven't touched the game for more than ten years suddenly unlocked the soul of the game at this moment, and it was still a real live version.

Thinking of this, Fang Qian couldn't help laughing, and the mysterious atmosphere disappeared.

Seeing that they had followed, the maid in green shirt finally breathed a sigh of relief.It's hard for her to light up the candles in the room one by one calmly as if the palace lantern didn't illuminate anything in the dark.

Only then did the six people see that there were even refreshments and supper on the table. The table in the wing room was not big for two people, but it was very full at this time, but it was enough for six people to eat.The maid in green shirt made tea for them in a smooth manner.

Fang Qian silently watched the maid finish her work, and then said, "We still have something to talk about, so go out first."

"Yes, please eat your meal as soon as possible, so that the food does not get cold." The maid Yingying said with a smile, and walked towards the door obediently.

"Wait a minute." Fang Qian suddenly said again: "Where is your prince?"

What he said was just a test, but he didn't expect the maid to pause for a moment, and replied with a smile: "It's late at night, and the prince has already rested. The prince still sent me to tell His Highness and Xianjun, please don't walk around in the middle of the night. It's better to rest."

After she finished speaking, she walked out and closed the door thoughtfully.

Several people in the room paused for a while, they were in disarray and didn't speak for a while, they just guarded the surroundings, no one touched the supper and refreshments on the table.

Nonsense... This is out of ten things made by ghosts, who would try it if they have nothing to do?

Fang Qian walked around the room, the room was still the same as it was before he left, and there was nothing special about it.

What if they did not return to this place, but chose to go to other places, such as Xiao Zhi's study?

One possibility is to continue in the current state of ghosts surrounded by ghosts, and the other is to trigger another plot point.

For example... Xiao Zhi?

But since Xiao Zhi was playing the game, he would not be ignorant of the dangers of this place.How could a man like him put himself in danger?What's more, he is just an ordinary person with no cultivation base and no dragon energy protection.

Fang Qian is a little thankful for his good habit of playing single-player games without looking at the strategy for a week, which makes him instinctively write down the details of all experiences, not to mention that he is still Wangshu Xianjun, and his memory seems to be better than that of the young man who was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. on many.He carefully chewed twice what the maid said before leaving, and suddenly lay down.

Heng Ku and the others had been paying attention to Fang Qian's every move, and now they saw him lying down suddenly, and they were puzzled.Constant suffering is still the usual Buddha name: "Amitabha, benefactor..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Zheng had already stepped forward and choked out the candle.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, but he didn't like talking, so he didn't say anything for a while.But Dahei asked in a deep voice: "What does Wangshu Xianjun mean?"

"It means wash up and go to bed. It's just that the room is not big, so you can only make do with it." Fang Qian was lazy.

Seeing Ji Zheng make a gesture again, several people realized that even though the candles were extinguished, the room was not as dark as they imagined.Just looking at Ji Zheng's hand, the hearts of several people jumped.

On the shadow of the window, the figure of the woman holding the palace lantern is even more slender, with a slender waist, which is very cute.But her neck was long and long, as if she wanted to poke her head in through the gap between the door and the window to see what they were doing, but she couldn't get in.Obviously not a human being can have a neck that can't stop swimming, like a beautiful snake.

Fang Qian on the bed also saw this scene, and his heart was full of doubts.But before he had time to think about it, a gust of wind blew by, and the palace lantern in the maid's hand went out immediately, and the room fell into darkness again.

Qin Feng and the others tacitly came to guard the window in the room, while Ji Zheng still stood in front of the table, staring out the window.

In the silence, Fang Qian turned over in the air and rolled directly from the couch to the top of the bed.Almost at the same time, a hand came in through the wall and grabbed

I don't know if he is too handsome or too beautiful, but he was the first one to catch his eye when he came up.Fang Qian didn't hesitate, and with a flash of Jun Hong's sword, he directly severed that arm.

On the other side, countless hands appeared on the windows and doors, trying to break the windows or break in.They were ostentatious, as if they were boneless, but densely packed, as if they were inexhaustible, vowing to drag the guards out of the room.

Heng Ku smiled bitterly: "Amitabha, please forgive me for speaking bluntly, we are very much like the... turtle caught in a urn."

"Be content, at least there is a shell." Fang Qian turned over and returned to the position where he was lying down just now.There was an arm cut off by him on the bed. It was green and greasy, and the cut surface was bloodless. The wall beside it was smooth and flat, and it didn't look like it had been pierced by a hand at all.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei let out a muffled cry.Fang Qian looked back and saw that he had cut off an arm grabbing his shoulder.Looking at it this way, Fang Qian was not a little dazed. These hands were not very strong, and it could be said that they were useless except for scaring people.And in the window in front of Qin Feng, there seemed to be far fewer hands pouring in than in other places.

It seems that it is not only about catching the turtle in the urn, but also a trick of guarding the door and beating the dog, deliberately leaving a "life gate" for the six people in the room.It's just that from Fang Qian's point of view, this door of life may be more like a trap than this wing room.

But if you want them to go out, why let go of a life door?If the walking corpses in the mansion are tough, if they have been playing and really trying to drag them out, maybe someone will actually be tricked, so why is it just so loud like it is now?

Strong plot?Unless this is a limitation of the ghost domain?

Is it really a game?

Fang Qian froze for a moment, quickly rejected his guess, and looked back at Ji Zheng, where he was standing was clean and there was no ghost.

This room was originally intended to protect one person.