MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 158 Desolate house

It’s all over the place.

Every inch of soil is revealing desolateness.

The once-influenced generals, who seemed to fall apart in an instant, almost disappeared into the dust of history. Ye Xiao slowly walked in this mansion, looked at the strange environment here, looked very carefully, looked at every room, and the red beans silently followed him.

Although it is not clear why, the little dragon girl can clearly feel that the feeling of leaf deficiency is very low and very low.

"Isn't it supposed to be happy to go home in the story?"

Red beans are curious to see everything about this mansion. Is this the home of the leaf?

There is no star in the night sky, no moonlight, everything is immersed in the darkness.

The leaves lacked a paper lantern that broke through the hole, and the flame swayed in the paper cover. In some rooms, the oil lamps were not damaged, and the oil lamps were all ignited when the leaves were missing. The dim light began to appear in the generals. First, then, then two, three...

Soon, the entire general army was illuminated by the fire of the stars.

The dense fog has been exhausted. If you look at Yongan Street, the light here should be the most eye-catching. It used to be the brightest place on the street at night, just broken.

Now, this mansion, which has stood for decades, is once again lit up after half a month.

Guo Erhe, who is passing by Yongan Street, shouted in his mouth. "Dry dry, be careful."

As soon as he looked up, the generals were brightly lit!

Stealing Weiwei’s standing at the gate of the General’s Office, Guo Erhei, a dilapidated dress, looked at the big lion in front of the house and looked into the mansion. He said in a grunt, “This general is not already officially dressed. Is there anybody who dares to come here? How many people dare to come here? Have you ordered so many lights? Are you afraid of death? Is it the descendant of the generals? I heard that this son and his wife have never been brought to justice, is it to come back to revenge? ?"

Where Guo Erhei’s eyes are, no one is there, let alone a person, and there is no movement. Although you can see the faint light, you can sway under the candlelight, but it looks sullen.

Quietly calming, holding his breath, Guo Erhe erected his ears and listened hard, still without the slightest movement.

A cold wind blew through.

"Is it a haunt?"

As soon as the thoughts started, Guo Erhei’s heartbeat began to accelerate inexplicably. The entire back was wet and sweated in a flash, and a little bit of news heard in the day was revealed in his mind. “The 200,000 Ye Jiajun, Originally it was a prairie man who went to kill 150,000 south, but I don’t know why it was annihilated in Youzhou City, including tens of thousands of people in Youzhou, no one can escape from there."

"The people of Ye Family are leading the generals. Can it be that the dead souls come here to claim their fate?"

"When Dali Temple handled the case, it was true that the 200,000 soldiers were killed by the Ye family."

Guo Erhe thought of this, the two legs had been unable to stop the snoring, and the upper and lower front teeth could not help but tremble. "Heavenly spirit, the spirit of the spirit, the mother of the mother to show the spirit, I have never done harm to Guo Erhei." Things..."

After reading the chande three times, the mind of Guo Erhei was a little more stable. Can look up, the farthest point of sight, even fluttering past a figure, slamming his eyes, Guo Erhei looked inside again, another black shadow flashed, followed by another, foot The five black shadows are like enchanting evil spirits.

"ghost……"

"Ghost!"

Guo Erhe yelled and ran away. He just ran out two steps. Under his feet, he was a beggar. He fell directly on the ground. His head slammed on a raised stone and instantly passed out.

The lack of leaves will light up the small oil lamps, and then the broom will be used to clean up the garbage in the house. Although the night is dark, what is the difference between day and night for a practitioner like him? Nothing is to miss the cultivation tonight.

Besides, during this time, Ye Xiao did not practice much at all, and spent most of his time studying the formation. The experience of the two worlds contrasts with the metaphysical texts in the book of the heavens. The lack of leaf singularity in the array is already as high as several floors. In the three realms, I dare not say that in this world, there are few people who are able to More than him.

Moreover, the lack of leaves in the formation of the law is through the ancient and modern, the ones he has seen in the last generation, most of them are the current array, and there are some arrays of fairy circles. This time, I returned to the youngster, and I got a one-day book. The above is the ancient method.

Two or two proofs, learn from each other's strengths, and mix and match.

Leaf deficiency has begun to become a family.

Red beans are bored and follow the leaves, and they yawn.

"If you are sleepy, you can go to sleep, I will come by myself." Ye Xiao said.

"Where do you go to sleep? You haven't packed it yet?" asked Red Bean.

"You are not afraid of dirty, where you sleep, not sleep." Ye said casually.

"Not afraid does not mean not to abandon." Red Bean Road.

"Then you were sleeping on the roof last night?" Ye asked.

"I am drunk." Red Bean Road.

"The dragon will still get drunk?"

"You are provoking!" Red bean brows a pick, "eat the gun?"

When the red bean was just finished, he saw the leaf that was standing opposite him, and pulled out his broom directly. The direction turned out to be toward himself. When the anger stood in time, he smashed his head and punched the broom in midair, and the next punch went to the leaves.

She is very fond of the lack of leaves and feels that others are very special, but this does not mean that she will be accustomed to the lack of leaves, and even let him fight.

Touch the leg and handle it.

Bullying? Playing horizontally? Don't even think about it!

Still dare to throw the broom to me?

Find it!

It may be that the attention of the red beans was all put on the leaf-deficient body, and the little dragon girl who opened the sinus did not even notice the movement behind her. And the lack of a face, helpless, licked his mouth, lifted his palms, and worked hard to run Tianyuan. He would dispel the punch of the red beans and then take advantage of her willow waist and make a squeaking action toward her. Pointed to the door.

A fierce sword is passing by.

Slamming.

A black man fell from the eaves, leaving a blood mark in his hand and blood soaked in his sleeves.

"Other people are coming down too," Ye said, "I will not be the result until I take another shot."

Silent and silent.

Only the black man on the ground bites his teeth and is hurt by the sword of Tianyuan. Not to mention ordinary people. Even if it is a Wufu, the wound is hard to heal, and it is always going all the way. The brain transmits pain.

"Don't listen to persuasion?" Ye lacked the waist of the red bean, and rubbed his feet around the two people.

The dust gently drifted into the air, but it did not fall, but it was like a sword, and it stabbed the roof. In an instant, four figures fell to the ground, dressed exactly the same as those who were preparing to attack red beans.

Looking at the five black men on the ground calmly, the lack of leaves is actually somewhat doubtful, because these five people are not any kind of magic, or the warriors of the Yaozu. These five people are just ordinary people, even Wu Fu. No, not at least, it’s a bit of work.

"Winter winter, come to my house?"

"The thief stealing?"

"The eyes and ears of people with ulterior motives?"

Ye lacked step by step to the front of the five black people, bowed down and said, "I am very afraid of trouble, and I feel very bad this evening, you are best to honestly explain, do not let me bother to torture. Directly some Everyone is good, otherwise I don't mind letting a few become my punching bag. I will explain it to you in advance. If I am a punching bag, you will definitely have a bad death."

After finishing the speech, Ye Xiaowei quietly released a glimmer of pressure, and the pressure in front of the five people suddenly increased.

However, the effort of a cup of tea, the lack of leaves did not wait for the answer he hoped, five black people, no one spoke, even the meaning of the mouth did not. The person who fell first is even more glaring. If the eyes can kill people, then the lack of leaves must have been worn by Wan Jian.

Grabbing another broom at the door, Ye missed the face of the man. "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I killed you?"

"Dare to come here, don't you dare to say it? Even if you have a deep hatred between you and me, you don't talk, I don't know, or do you want to die?" Ye lacks a cold smile, "Advise one sentence, people are dead." Can not resurrect, what is turned into a ghost, not letting you go, it is to lie to children to play."

A big paragraph, in exchange for a more resentful look.

Looking at this look, Ye Xiao suddenly came to the interest.

Kneeling down, one of the heaviest people breathing, his right hand directly covering his neck. "I bet he can hold on to thirty breaths, what do you think?"

The black man who fell first, his eyes tightened, his brows wrinkled together.

The person who was caught in the neck by the leaf, the mouth is huge, but he couldn't say a word. His face changed from pale to red, and then turned into blue, his eyes became more and more congested, and his blood was covered with blood.

The lack of leaves puts the face of this person directly in front of the black man on the ground, without saying a word.

"You devils!"

"You will not die!"

"My 200,000 brothers will not let you go!"

"Bastard!"

"My day, your ancestors!"

I watched my companion step by step to death, and it was unbearable for anyone to change. The black person who fell first was naturally unable to bear it. Even more difficult than the average person, because they look at their brother's life more than their own.

While roaring, this man used all his strength to break free of the control of the leaves and lack of swords. Even his lips were bitten, however, there was no result. A battle in a battlefield, even if it breaks through the limits of ten lives, it is impossible to break a sword cage that is close to a phaseless practitioner.

"Ye Jiajun's deserter?" Ye said with a lack of consciousness, and the hand that licked his neck was released.

"deserter?"

"You and his mother are deserters!"

"Ye Jiajun has always been a soldier who died in battle, and there is no such thing as a runaway!" The black man screamed exhaustedly. It seems that Ye’s lack of a very ordinary question has insulted his ‘counterscale’.