Bingyan Men's Drink

"Yuanli, it's not convenient for you to walk, I'll help you back to the dormitory."

If someone's majesty is the innate "sublimation", is the sun that melts the ice and opens the face in front of him, is it just called "sublimation" in nature?

For young people, the past is like a "sublimation".

An Xin... Yes, An Xin, but he still didn't realize that his heart was also "sublimating".

Melting away the thousand-year ice, before turning into water droplets, in an instant, green smoke curled up, revealing the young leaves and stamens, protecting them from unloading their shells.

"Why are you here?" Yuan Li's face darkened, and he unconsciously repaired the ice helmet with the big hole open, but it was so thin that it was easily broken.

He has heard of rare people who are born with the physique of avoiding ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Perhaps, this wire and wood is exactly the case.

"I'll take you back." Some answers were irrelevant, but Xi Jun spoke forcefully.Looking at the already "clean" surroundings, he did not take any precautions in his heart, preventing the "dirty" from approaching the young man in front of him.

The "Prisoner Soul Sacrifice" must be ended as soon as possible, the murderer seems to be eyeing Yuan Li.

With their own concerns in their minds, the two remained relatively silent as they returned to the dormitory.

Before leaving, the boy glanced at the boys in the teacher's room.

If you don't act, tomorrow... there will be more corpses.

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The night is silent, there is no moon, the nirvana is chaotic, and the gloomy is not like the autumn night.

Yuan Li observed Xi Jun, and after confirming that the other party was fast asleep, he opened the door lightly and left the house.

When he took a bath earlier, he wrapped his sprained left foot with a bandage, and the numbness covered up the tingling pain. Although walking on the stiff leg was not easy, the movement was much faster.

After walking a few steps, he saw the old lady waving to him at the corner of the corridor.

The soul of the old man is a little weaker than before, as thin as a wisp of white wisp, and extremely unstable.

She seemed very reticent to be near their bedroom.

To the summon, Yuan Li followed closely behind.Stepping out of the dormitory building, staring at the erratic flickering light.

The wind was cool and cold, and he slipped into his cotton pajamas, his hairs stood up sharply, and he couldn't help shivering.

Through the garden, my mother-in-law brought him to the front of the music building.

The three-story western-style low-rise wooden house reminded the young man of the piano music again. His body, which was tense and cold, immediately relaxed a little, and his steps became smoother.

Pushing open the half-hidden door, Hei couldn't see his fingers.Take out a prepared talisman, pinch two fingers slightly, and blow lightly with a "huh", the paper will be burned into flames, and the fireball will float to the side, illuminating the surrounding scene.

When her mother-in-law disappeared, Yuan Li was a little confused and couldn't figure it out.He suddenly heard a voice from above, and followed without hesitation.

In the corridor, the cold air was overwhelming, and the boy's throat was choked.

Except for that night of blood, this was the first time he felt such a chill.

Yuan Li has only heard of the "Prisoner Soul Sacrifice", but now standing in the center of this heinous scene, she feels discomfort from the inside out.

Stepping on the last step of the third floor with the right foot, the space is suddenly distorted, the smell is strong, and the surrounding scenery is rotten and festered, like withered willows.

A bluish gray arm with a foul smell suddenly stretched out from the right.

Yuan Li waved his hand slightly, and the fireball "swished" over.

"Hey ─ ─!"

The strange scream passed by, and the ghost retreated in pain, and faded away with the fireball.

Covering his mouth and nose with his hands, the unpleasant smell around him almost made the boy nauseous.The scene hadn't returned to its original state, and it seemed that he wouldn't be able to go back until he found the caster.

Moving on, here, malicious ghosts are everywhere.

Instead of using spells to light the fire, keeping one more now is equivalent to one more chance to counterattack.

After walking for about half a minute, Yuan Li found that this promenade is different from the original music building, and there are many differences in the forks.

Stepping on the rickety wooden floor, I suddenly saw three meters in front of me, walked by two figures, and a man's soul appeared from the left wall. He dragged the incomplete little ghost into the opposite right The wall then disappears.

Violence is running rampant... What is this... exactly?

After stabilizing his heels, he took a step, and the male ghost stuck his head out suddenly, glaring at the young man with sinister eyes, and sneered.

"found it!"

Ethereal and gloomy, in an instant, Yuan Li was besieged by ghosts...