a single-handed husband

It was fine at the entrance just now, but now when he came in, the overwhelming smell of blood hit Han Ling's nose, making him almost spit it out.Clutching his nose and walking to Yan Yao's side, Han Yao saw that he was looking at the instrument of torture with a natural face, and couldn't help saying: "Sister, don't you feel uncomfortable with such a strong smell?"

Yan Yao didn't turn her head back and said: "I'm used to it."

"..."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can go out, both above and outside."

"..."

"If you don't want to go out, bear with me."

"Oh."

After watching quietly for a long time, Yan Yao finally straightened up, looked back at him and said, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Unexpectedly, he said such a sentence, Han Ling didn't recover from it for a while, and after a few seconds of stuttering, he stammered, "Yes, a little bit."

"Come closer to me."

"Huh? Oh."

After moving two steps, Yan Yao conceived a yin and yang, opened it and handed it to him. "Hold on, make it more comfortable under the umbrella, don't be too far away from me, or something will happen."

Responding ignorantly, Han Ling obediently stood beside him.But it's true, it seems that the taste is really weak.Han Ling looked up at the phosphorescent canopy, and suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

"Did you hear something being hit just now?"

"Ah? Oh yes, it seems that some kind of metal was hit by that spiritual power."

"If it's better, you can also help me look for it and see if there is anything dropped here."

"Okay." After nodding, Han Ling also bent down.

"Suchi said that this is the connection point of the spiritual vein, but now it's good. I didn't find the spiritual vein, and another troublemaker came, and she ran away by herself." There were four high walls, and suddenly a pile of skeletons dispersed and went out.

Seeing him cast a spell, Han Ling straightened up and walked behind him silently.

The blood mist spread out from the feet in an instant, like a silently exploding firework, and this space was filled to the brim.A few skeletons floated back and forth among them, and kept calling.

The howling of the fierce ghost reached Han Ling's ears, and with the red and black space in front of him, the silver light above his head seemed a bit bleak.Han Yao unconsciously clenched the handle of the umbrella, and even reached out and grabbed Yan Yao's sleeve.

Yan Yao glanced at him, didn't say anything, and threw out another spirit with the other hand, the clamor of all the ghosts instantly rang a few degrees, and accelerated the flying speed.

On the gallows, the silver spiritual flow began to appear, flowing in all directions like a vessel.It's just that one of the eight good spiritual streams was cut off by something.

"It's quite deep." Yan Yao sneered, tugged at Han Yao, and the two walked towards the spirit vein together.

As he approached, he saw the obstacle clearly.It was a hairpin, a phoenix hairpin inlaid with gold and carved with jade, with a bit of jade as the eyes, and half of the body as the tail with gold threads, with a brilliant halo, showing all the glory and wealth.

"Which princess and queen's jewelry? Fall in this kind of place!"

"Sister, is it something from 200 years ago..."

"Maybe. It's just that the spiritual meridians were messed up recently, something that happened 200 years ago, the sudden blockage must be man-made. I just don't know what it has to do with Su Chi."

"Sister, why do I think this hairpin looks familiar?"

"Huh? Could it be that you have lived for such a long time, and you came out of the palace?"

"No, I mean really, it looks familiar, but it's a little different."

"Something from Hanfu?"

"No. Sister, you should have seen it too."

"Me? Did you see it in a dream?" He glanced at him disdainfully, and Yan Xun froze in place for a moment.

Have you seen it?seen.It's very familiar, but a little different. It's painted, polished, and rolled on the floor, and it becomes an ordinary hairpin.

"elder sister?"

"Zhaonan."

"what?"

"Zhaonan's hairpin."

The pupils shrank, and Han Ling stared blankly at Yan Yao.

After the weird silence, Yan Yao stretched out his hand towards the hairpin sullenly. "This hairpin is fierce, don't grab your sleeve, grab my hand."

"Oh." Swallowing nervously, Han Yao clenched Yin Yang tightly with one hand and Yan Yao with the other, staring at Yan Yao's hand without daring to breathe.

Reaching out to blend into the spirit veins, he took off the hairpin.

A gust of wind blew up, and the blood mist suddenly dispersed. In the chaos, the space began to distort.

"Sister, this..."

"It's okay, the problem with the hairpin. You hold on to me, it's okay."

I don't know what kind of magical power his words carry. My heart, which was still beating wildly just now, seemed to have a calming agent, and immediately returned to calm.Han Ling looked at Yan Yao, couldn't help getting closer, and then looked around.

The sound of ringing bells disappeared, or was drowned out by the thick shouts and fighting in the distance.

The surrounding area was still so dark, but the instruments of torture were not down, and the smell of blood was still strong.

On the gallows, chained a man.With disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and blood stains, he looks like a sinner, and he is still dying.

"Sister, have we entered another memory?"

"That's right." Yan Yao glanced around, "The spiritual pulse here is strange, and half of it is connected to 200 years ago. I am afraid that if you want to go back this time, you have to ask the hairpin."

"But sister, where's the hairpin?"

"..."

When I grabbed it just now, the hairpin melted into sand and disappeared in my hand.

"Ahem," Yan Yao coughed a few times, and said, "It probably went back to its original place."

"Then...where can we find it?"

"Of course I'm going to fish for some princess or queen." Yan Yao rolled his eyes at him and walked away, "The people here haven't moved for a long time, which means we came at the wrong time. That hairpin has a temper, and probably wants us to look at it from the beginning. Once again, let's go and find someone."

"Sister, can they not see us?"

"If you're not part of this history, of course they won't see it. Get on with it."

"Oh." Han Ling followed him out of the only small mouth.

As soon as it comes out, it's like the sun suddenly sees the long night, and the seeds meet the spring water, which makes people feel excited and shocked.As far as the eye can see, there are bricks and tiles and palace buildings gleaming in the sun, which contrast sharply with the dark and bloody execution ground.Han Yao hadn't seen any big scenes before, so it wasn't surprising that he was surprised, but even Yan Yao couldn't help admiring, which shows how spectacular this piece is.

"Okay, really rich!"

"...Sister, how do we find it?"

"Either climb over the wall, or go to the sky, in short, you can't leave. In this place, the people inside probably haven't been to every place for half their lives. If they really want to leave, when will they come to the end?"

Han Ling looked up at the stretching and towering palace wall beside him. "How do I turn this over..."

"Anyway, they can't see it, and it's okay to move a little bit. It's just right, I'll practice it for you." Yan Yaoxie smiled, "Look, follow me, let's go!"

Jump on the ground and easily go up the wall.

Yan Yao bowed his head and said to him: "Come on, don't panic, stand still."

Look at the sky, look at the ground, look at the wall, and then look at Yan Yao.Feeling helpless in Han Ling's heart, she jumped to the ground according to her appearance, and went up.

My sister's wall-climbing skills are so good, I followed him and went through Su Niang's room for the first time, and now I'm going to find their bedroom.How do you feel, not so good...

Easily landed beside Yan Yao, Han Yao stabilized his figure, facing the satisfied smiling face.

"It's not bad, except for the posture that needs to be changed, it's basically okay. Very good, have you seen that building?"

Han Ling looked in the direction of his finger, and there was a tall building connected to one end of this wall. "I see it."

"Stand tall and see far, let's go!" Saying that, Yan Yao started running on the wall.

It is not that Han Ling has never imagined flying over the eaves and walls.After all, there is always a dream of being a hero in everyone's heart.It's just that I didn't expect it to be realized in this way under this circumstance.It wasn't a dream, and it wasn't a hero, it was actually in a strange memory, flying over the eaves and walls to find the bedroom.

With a strong sense of gap in his arms, Han Ling stood on tiptoe, looked at the eaves that were not too wide, sighed, and ran also.

So, two beautiful white figures flew over the eaves and walls, stopped and ran, climbed over the walls and upstairs, up and down, so beautiful.

Finally, after running for a long time, the two finally stopped.

Han Ling panted heavily and looked at Yan Yao, who was calm and doing nothing, and couldn't even say a word.

"Don't worry, it's good to be able to keep up with me. Although I put some water in, you can do it if you practice more." Yan Yan glanced at him with a smile, and then said, "This is the dormitory of the rich. , It’s just different, we, we’ve come to the right place, look, there’s someone here.”