Chapter 27 2

She lives in a very remote place, and usually a ghost will not appear nearby. So, the comer...

The shadow is close and almost sticks to the window. Yunhe held his breath, his heart was accelerating, his pupils dilated, and his palms sweated nervously.

What if there is no Tao?

She looked at Mimei, who seemed to be asleep, and quickly turned her eyes to the window.

The shadow seems to be fixed on the window and motionless. With the blurred outline, I can't see what the dark shadow is...

Across the thin paper in the window, she confronted the "unidentified creatures" outside the window.

She lowered her hand, and the dagger in her sleeve fell to the palm of her hand. If it was Wutao outside, she would stab him with a knife at the moment he turned in, otherwise she would not be able to beat him...

The shadow moved slowly, and Yunhe's tension reached its limit, almost with her back against the edge of the bed behind her... In fact, she was still very afraid of death.

She doesn't want to die so early--

Hold the dagger in your hand and intend to give a blow in due course. Just as her palms were sweating, the shadow slowly walked away.

She wondered. Isn't it Wu Tao?

What is that...?

She ran quickly to the door, opened the thong and rushed out. The one who slowly goes far ahead is not Wutao, not some kind of foraging animal...

Yun He looked at it in surprise. Why is he here at this time?

Isn't he about to go through the most important moment?

I didn't call him, and I didn't feel the need to call him. However, the flame not far ahead suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him, with a touch of heat in plainness.

Yunhe unconsciously retreated. In fact, after being enslaved by him for a period of time, she was still habitually afraid of him. Especially when he didn't speak, his eyes were sharper and he looked like he wanted to kill her quickly.

Yunhe's mind is full of all kinds of thoughts. He won't ascend the throne? Does he want to give up his power and travel around the world?

Does he want to elope with her?

As soon as this idea came into my mind, I spit on it. How could she have such a stupid idea? How dare she think? If you say it, you are afraid to make people laugh. What is she that can make Xiaoyan give up the throne?

idiots can't do this when they say dreams.

They look at each other from afar. Yunhe didn't understand. Since he came, he should be looking for her. Why didn't he knock on the door? What's more, he didn't understand what he meant when he turned around and left.

Xiaoyan seemed to think about it and stepped towards her. The speed was very fast, as if it moved in front of her in an instant, and the tall figure enveloped her shadow.

"You should be in the temple at this time, right?" Her voice was a little uncertain.

"Well, come and have a look before the big gift." He looked at her without blinking, "Even if you don't leave your address, I can still find you."

Did he come here to prove this? Uh-huh. You are awesome. However, you should have something more important than finding me where I live. Go back."

"I'll go." Xiaoyan said, "Next time I come, I hope you are still here."

"Of course." Yunhe affirmed, "Hidden places are not so easy to find. If I want to move, which better place can I move to?

The key is that the flame is not dangerous to her.

The seemingly affection between them and the past made her understand that there was a tacit understanding between them that did not need to be made clear, at least she believed that he would not hurt her.

A smile flashed in his eyes, holding his head high, and then the meteor strode away.

I saw his figure disappear. When he was about to turn back, a cold breath flashed through the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing towards her in the back of his neck. She was shocked and quickly jumped forward before turning around.

However, there is nothing.

Behind them is their room. Except for Mimei sleeping in it, there is no one else... If there is, she and Xiaoyan will find it just now.

In doubt, he reached out and touched the back of his neck without feeling anything special. However, the cold breath just now was extremely real and could not be her illusion.

The delicate eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter. Is it because of doubts that you feel more and more suspicious everywhere?

Confirming that there was no one outside, she entered the room. When she was about to close the door, a chill came later. This time, it was accurate that she was definitely not delusional.

With the dagger in her hand, she suddenly turned around, and the sword peak cut off a string of black silk.

With a "sw" sound, people don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts. Wu Tao, with his starry body, suddenly appeared in the depths of the hall, his eyes were red and terrible.

Yunhe's chest was constantly undulating, and he almost forgot the frequency of breathing nervously. Why is he here?! When did she enter the house and she didn't know?

She looked worriedly and quickly at Mimei, who was covered in her head and fell asleep, as if she didn't know anything.

If you don't know. Better.

Yunhe turned around and ran out, and there was a noise behind her. She knew that it was Wu Tao who followed. In the open place outside, she was soon caught up. Wutao grabbed her shoulder with a cold hand, and she only felt that the whole bone was about to be crushed.

Gritting his teeth with the other hand, he suddenly summoned a flame and pressed it on his hand.

"Sneer!" Wu Tao suffered pain, retreated, shook his hands, and his fiery red eyes seemed to drip blood. "It's good. It's great to use the skills I taught you to deal with me!"

Yunhe's eyes were cold, "There is a debt. What you hate is my previous life. What does it have to do with me?"

"Tut, strictly speaking, she is not your previous life. You are a wisp of her soul that has evolved again. Wu Tao seemed to use the starry skin bag very smoothly, shaking his burning hand and his thin lips with an evil curve. Therefore, you must pay off her debts.

I felt that he had just raised his foot in front of her. Yunhe couldn't escape. His soft waist leaned back and quickly returned to his position. He was three feet away from him, and the dagger clenched in front of him.

She is not Wutao's opponent. She has this kind of self-knowledge. How can she fight with him like such a devil?

Not every time you are so lucky, someone will save you in a critical moment!

Wuthao watched her for a while, and suddenly took action again. The flames turbulent in his palm, "Look, my master, are awesome, or you are awesome."

The heat burned Yunhe's skin. She kicked on the tree trunk next to her and gave him a kick. Her ankles were so fierce that they were held. Yunhe's dagger shot at him like a flying knife to pinch her ankle. At the moment of dodging, she broke free and swept his shoulder with her left foot.

He hummed, "Do you want to subdue me?" He roared suddenly, and his face suddenly changed, as if his skin and bones were about to be peeled off. Yunhe has never seen such a battle. His little face has already turned white and retreated repeatedly to avoid it.

What does he want to do?