Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

   Chapter 632 Lin Hao begged: ancestors stop playing, I am afraid!

  No trace of Cheng Xuelan was found, Qin Ruan's expression on his face was not very good.

  But the black water in the center of the lake caught her attention.

  Qin Ruan turned to see Director Liu, and asked indifferently, "Is there a boat? I want to go to the center of the lake to see."

  Director Liu nodded, and pointed to the left side of the lake, which was hidden by the small woods.

   "There is a boat there."

  Easy to handle with a boat.

  Qin Ruan raised his eyes and fixed his eyes on Wei Linchen who was standing beside him: "Ms. Wei, do you want to be together?"

  Wei Linchen inadvertently swept Qin Ruan's stomach, with a faint smile on his face: "It's a great honor."

  The two of them walked towards the path on the left, to the position of the boat hidden by the woods.

  As they approached, they got closer to the grove.

  A breeze blew by, and the leaves of the forest rustled.

  A few meters away from the ship, Qin Ruan stayed on the spot.

  She curled her eyebrows, and looked at the grove in front of her with a suspicious face.

   Did not hear Qin Ruan's footsteps following, Wei Linchen turned her head and saw her standing motionless, staring solemnly at the small forest.

  He came back again, stood beside Qin Ruan, and followed her gaze.

"what have you found?"

   "The strong smell of blood, the evil resentment, and the overwhelming provocation, the breath of Cheng Xuelan."

  Qin Ruan’s tone is always indifferent, and his voice is immersed in the coldness of killing and cruelty.

  Wei Linchen twisted his eyebrows and looked at her carefully, as if he had met Qin Ruan for the first time.

   Soon, his face showed a clear look.

  Wei Linchen stared at Qin Ruan’s exquisite side face, and sighed: “The person who can admire Uncle Qiao and Uncle Lu is really good.”

  Qin Ruan stared at him sideways, puzzled: "You also found out?"

  Wei Linchen nodded: "I discovered something was wrong after I walked in. You can detect it only by standing outside. You are really talented."

  Qin Ruan didn’t catch his compliment. She asked, "What did you find in it?"

  Wei Linchen stared at the grove with deep eyes, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted: "Yellow Jelly Tree, a dryad about to be cultivated."

  As far as Qin Ruan knows, Oti School has only been built in the capital for more than 100 years.

  How could it be possible for Huangjueshu to cultivate into a demon in a hundred years.

  She asked her doubts, and Wei Linchen had also considered this question before.

  He was not sure: “The yellow pine tree is covered with red cloth. I think it is through the sincere prayers of the students that it has such an opportunity.”

   "This is interesting."

  Qin Ruan's lips pulled out a warm smile.

  She raised her foot and walked to the grove: "Since we are here, go and take a look."

  Wei Linchen did not say a word, and silently followed her footsteps.

  Lin Hao and Huo’s hidden guards, who were behind them, also followed into the grove.

  A few minutes after he left, the yellow pine tree covered with red cloth came into Qin Ruan's eyes.

  She has opened her eyes, and she clearly sees the whole picture of this tree.

  A trace of stunned Qin Ruan's eyes flashed, his eyes were full of violent storms and anger, and his delicate face was so gloomy that it could drip.

  Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her voice could no longer remain calm: "Mr. Wei, is this the yellow junk tree that you are talking about?"

  Wei Linchen still didn't feel anything was wrong, he looked at the yellow junk tree in front of him, and he didn't notice any unusual changes.

  He nodded, his tone was calm: "Yes!"

  The tree is still that tree.

  Only this time, he felt the red cloth hanging on the tree dazzled a bit.

   "Warm grass!"

  In contrast to Wei Linchen's calmness, Lin Hao, who caught up behind him, exploded directly.

  His voice was full of shock, surprise, and indescribable panic.

  Qin Ruan turned his head and clearly saw Lin Hao stepping back subconsciously.

  She stared at the other person's pale face meaningfully: "Did you see?"

  Lin Hao's face turned pale in shock, and the color of his lips faded away visible to the naked eye.

  He moved his eyes away from the yellow junk tree, and met Qin Ruan’s calm and unmoving cold eyes.

   "Qin, Qin Ruan, I want to leave here."

  It’s terrible, it’s a nightmare here.

  Qin Ruan shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work, come here."

  Lin Hao cried a face, and showed a begging expression to Qin Ruan: "My ancestor, stop making trouble, my legs are weak."

  He resented himself all the time, why did he encounter this **** physique of a puppet?

  If the puppets he saw before made him a few days and nights, then the picture before him will be the nightmare of his life.

  He clearly felt the coldness rising from behind.

  His scalp is numb, and every one is clamoring to escape from here.

  The hairs on his whole body are also standing up. This sense of fear, even if he has experienced strong winds and waves, he has no courage to resist.

  Too terrible, it is simply purgatory on earth!

  Wei Linchen did not understand the conversation between Qin Ruan and Lin Hao, but from the conversation between the two of them, he could detect that something was wrong.

"what happened?"

  Qin Ruan ignored him, but waved at Lin Hao: "Lin Hao, come here."

  Lin Hao didn't even dare to meet Qin Ruan's eyes.

  When he met Qin Ruan’s eyes, a pair of black foggy canvas shoes caught Qin Ruan’s head.

  The canvas shoes are floating in the air.

  Lin Hao wants to distract him from looking, but it just falls into your eyes and cannot be ignored.

  Lin Hao was really about to cry when he heard Qin Ruan still let him go.

  He lowered his head, staring at the yellow grass blades under his feet, and pleaded, "Qin Ruan, stop playing with me, I'm so scared."

  If both feet could still move, Lin Hao would have ran away long ago.

  He stood still, not only because he was afraid, but because he had already lost the ability to move.

  Qin Ruan had limited patience. Seeing that Lin Hao couldn't come, he walked over.

   Standing in front of Lin Hao at close range, she noticed that the opponent's hand hanging beside her was shaking constantly.

  Recalling the horror scene behind him, Qin Ruan can understand his shrinking.

  She stretched out her hand to hold Lin Hao's sleeves, and wisps of power passed through the sleeves into the opponent's body.

  Lin Hao felt that his stiff body poured into a warm current, and his limbs no longer felt frozen, as if he had the ability to control himself.

  He moved his legs and feet, and he could also move.

  Qin Ruan has gentle eyebrows and softly appeases Lin Hao: “Don’t let you do anything, you just hold Teacher Wei’s hand and let him see the scene on the tree. I will not put you in danger.”

  Lin Hao does not believe in Qin Ruan's strength.

   There was fine sweat in his palms, and his tone was very low: "It's too miserable, those...I can't pass the psychological barrier, I really don't want to see these things again."

  The picture he just saw kept flashing in his mind.

  If it is an ordinary dead soul, it will look like a dead person in his eyes.

  Rotting limbs were ticking black blood, bones were piled on the ground, and the stench was in the wind.

  There is a suffocating smell in the air.

  Where is the yellow pine tree covered with red cloth.

  It is clearly countless puppets with dull faces, resentment, pain, and hideous looks.

  Eighteen levels of hell, compared with the picture in front of you, it is nothing more than that.

  Who could have imagined that there would be such a **** purgatory in Oti School.

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  (End of this chapter)