Public worship?

Ming media is getting married?

Li Lieyue was stunned for a moment. Apart from her, has Junior Brother Pei worshipped other women? ?

Why has she never heard of it?

At this time, they had already walked to the stairs, Li Lieyue calmed down and said coldly, "Even so, it can't be rumored!"

Yan Ming frowned slightly, she and Junior Sister Qiao said something about cultivation, did she have to get the approval of Li Yaonv?

However, it is not uncommon for witches to behave strangely, but there is no need for her to talk nonsense with this witch!

Thinking of this, she said in a flat voice: "I listen to Pei Daoyou."

Li Lieyue snorted coldly and said, "Okay."

While talking, they had already walked up the stairs.

Turning a corner, Li Lieyue replied, "Junior Brother Pei doesn't know when he will come out. I'm going to retreat and practice for a few days."

Yan Mingyu nodded slightly, now in a fierce place like Yousu Tomb, the stronger the strength, the better. Taking advantage of the current temporary safety, it is necessary to stabilize the realm to the greatest extent.

So, she also said: "I also plan to practice."

At this moment, the two had already walked up to the second floor, and Yan Mingyu chose a training room at random and walked into it. .

Li Lieyue continued to walk forward, and soon, she arrived at the door of the room she had used before. She pushed open the door, and walked in without noticing anything unusual in the room.

However, just after crossing the threshold, the door slammed and closed automatically!

Li Lieyue frowned, and suddenly became alert, but when he looked up, he saw an old man in a feathered coat, with pure black pupils, and the breath around him was almost absent. He was sitting on the futon, watching quietly. Take care of yourself!

It's the ancestor!

Li Lieyue looked startled, and after reacting, she immediately used secret methods to detect the identity of the person who came.

After a while, she bowed and saluted: "Disciple Li Lieyue, I have seen my ancestor!"

After she finished speaking, she added, "The disciple and Junior Brother Pei met Su Lijing incarnate and killed him, and entered the Yousu Tomb by mistake. This place is isolated from the inside and outside, and all means cannot be used, but I don't know how the ancestors got it?"

Li Xin's face was calm, and his voice was slow: "Peiling's avenue returns to the void, and a vision appears in the soul lamp, this old man is here to find it."

"I entered Yousu Tomb this time to take you and Pei Ling away."

"Where is Pei Ling now?"

Li Lieyue said briefly: "Junior Brother Pei found a good fortune, and now he is collecting it, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape for the time being."

Hearing that Pei Ling was collecting good fortune, Li Xin nodded slightly, and then said, "In that case, the old man will take you back first."

As he said that, he didn't care whether Li Lieyue agreed or not, dense soul shadows appeared all over the two of them immediately, and the soul shadows overlapped like substance, and suddenly dimmed sharply.

When all the soul shadows were as light as cicada wings, the figures of Li Xin and Li Lieyue had already disappeared.

The teahouse stands quietly in the white mist.

Whether it was "Xi" and "Tiao" stationed outside the teahouse, or Yan Mingyu, who was not far from Li Lieyue's room, they didn't notice anything unusual.

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Total darkness.

Can't see five fingers.

If it weren't for the solid ground beneath his feet, and the smell of the mixed aura unique to the wilderness at his nose, he would almost have thought he had fallen into a void and chaos.

Pei Ling stood alone, looking around, secretly vigilant.

He just stepped into the third gate, and in a blink of an eye, he came to this place.

There is a vast darkness in all directions. This darkness is by no means dull and bleak. With the eyesight of a cultivator of the Void Return Stage, it is impossible to see through.

In the darkness, there seemed to be countless eyes, hiding their bodies and peeping at him.

He tried to walk a few steps, and there seemed to be a very distant place in front of him, and a slight fire suddenly lit up.

When he saw this light, Pei Ling suddenly felt that the peeps in the dark seemed to have weakened a bit.

Without hesitation, he immediately took steps and walked in the direction of the lights.

As Pei Ling walked, he used his spiritual sense to sweep back and forth in the darkness. However, he could only vaguely feel the gaze of the peeping, and wherever the spiritual sense went, it was empty, as if there was nothing in the darkness, and there was no peeping person to be found.

That kind of gaze condensed the sense of threat all over the body like reality, as if it was just an illusion.

In the empty wilderness, he was alone.

None of Senior Sister Li, Yan Minghua and others were nearby.

As his thoughts twirled, Pei Ling's body was surging, and once there was any movement, he would immediately take action.

"Tread, step, step..."

The sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the darkness, other than that, there was no sound, and everything was silent.

As Pei Ling progressed, the fire was getting closer and closer, and the ubiquitous sense of threat in the darkness was constantly weakening.

It didn't take long for the firelight to become clearer, and finally it turned into a lantern, hanging under an old-fashioned portal. The dim yellow halo swayed gently in the night, like a cluster of beating flames.

There is a plaque hanging on the door. On the mottled wooden board, the handwriting is incomplete. Only the two words behind it can be recognized: "Post."

Before these two words, one of them seems to be the word "river", and the other one has disappeared, so there is no way to speculate.

The gate of the inn was closed, and the Spring Festival couplets on it had faded and blurred, and it was difficult to see what was written in the past.

The night wind was bleak and cold, the wind lamps swayed, and in the circle of light and shadow, the light and dark alternated, and the station was silent and silent.

Looking carefully, I saw that the door was shaking slightly, but it was not locked, but was only hidden.

"Squeak."

Pei Ling observed for a moment, then tentatively released a burst of energy.

With a sour sound, the door opened immediately. A gust of cold wind mixed with the smell of old and decayed gusts gushes out from the door, quickly merges into the night wind outside, and whizzes away.

There was no light in the door, and it was dark and dim.

The wind lanterns under the plaque swayed shaky shadows, and in the deep and wide darkness, only a screen wall could be seen in the door, blocking everything in the deeper depths.

Pei Ling didn't go in immediately, but calmly used his spiritual sense, but after patrolling the entire station back and forth, he couldn't notice any abnormality at all.

There seemed to be nothing in the inn.

Immediately afterwards, in his eyes, the runes rose and intertwined, and the dark purple light faded. Looking up at the whole station, he quickly found that there was no hatred, evil thoughts, curses, grievances...

At this moment, the door that was pushed open closed little by little.

As the door closed, Pei Ling immediately felt that the sense of voyeurism and threat in the darkness gradually became stronger. It seemed that some great danger was about to strike.

He frowned, but he came back to his senses immediately, took a step forward, and stepped over the threshold.

After entering, I just took a few steps forward when I heard a "bang" behind me.

The door has been closed again.