However, let alone face, Duanmu Yawang was inexplicably familiar with the black arrogance under the cloaks of the two of them. Her eyebrows trembled and she immediately shouted: "Xiao Baibai!"

"scare!"

Little Bailu was already cultivating. When Duanmu Yawang called so, she was shocked. She patted her chest and whispered: "Master, didn't you let me practice well? This little master has just entered concentration. You yell so loudly, really It will scare me!"

"Look at those two people."

Duanmu Yawang didn't have time to bludgeon him, staring at the two people with her eyes, and said: "This place has high spiritual pressure and it is easy to blur people's senses. Your senses are more sensitive. Let's see if the breath of these two people is the same. The smoky-looking people we met in the ghost market are similar?"

Little Bailu looked at the gate after hearing her say this. When he saw the two people, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "It's indeed a bit the same feeling."

After he finished speaking, he stared wide-eyed: "Speaking of the master, wouldn't it be the spirit-slayer who insisted on the street?"

"I don't know for the time being, but the two people in front of me feel very similar to those black smoke." Duanmu Yawang pondered for a moment, and then said: "Although we have entered in Wangzhi Street, we still know nothing. There is something in Wangzhi Street. There are people like Sekkisei, as well as these two people in front of them. It is not accurate to say that the people on this side of the street are soul-sweepers."

"Then... is the soul-cutting person hiding in the street of Wangzhi?" Xiao Bailu changed his opinion.

"Well, it's very possible."

Duanmuya looked at her chin, her eyes rolled around, "Or in other words, there is actually a very close relationship with the stubborn stubbornness street."

After that, she heard the two people step forward and said to the group at the top: "Please come in."

When the group heard this, they were immediately happy and went in quickly, and the two men in black followed in. As soon as they entered, the door closed automatically.

Duanmu Yawang stood on tiptoe and looked in, but saw that behind the gate, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, as if there was a thick smoke enveloped it, except for those few people, it was impossible to see the situation in the house at all.

The door quickly closed completely, blocking everyone's prying eyes.

The old man looked at the closed door thoughtfully.

A group of people entered, and another hour or two passed. When the door opened again, Duanmu Yawang's legs were a little numb, and the whole person was tired and tired.

Waiting in line is really a painful thing for her.

The door opened again, and the group of people who had entered before came out, just like the people who came out of the previous group, their complexions were very good, and the whole person seemed to be in a different state.

It was as if he had just broken through the obstacles and leveled up, and looked very energetic.

It's just, "Grandpa, I remember when they went in, there seemed to be nine people, but now there seem to be only seven left. Did I remember it wrong?"

The old man didn't notice the number of people, and shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't pay attention."

"Oh."

Duanmu Ya looked at the group of people who were refreshed after they came out, and then at the people in the front line. After seeing that their faces were calm and didn't feel anything strange at all, she scratched her head and sighed: "It seems that I remembered. wrong."

"what!"

Little Bailu suddenly exclaimed, "Master, we forgot one thing."

Duanmu Yawang rubbed the faintly painful forehead, and asked helplessly, "What's the matter?"

"Go back!" Little Bailu pointed to the hourglass on the small table, "We stayed in the store for a day, didn't Sekkisei let us have a meeting with them half an hour before and after we check out for twelve hours? ?"

"right!"

After entering here, I actually forgot about the incident, Duanmu Yawang asked Xiao Bailu hurriedly: "How long is there now?"

"There are two hours left."

Duanmu Yawang nodded and mentioned the matter to the old man. The old man obviously forgot. Hearing what she said, he said decisively: "There are still several groups ahead. Two hours will definitely not be our turn. Let's go back. Shou Promise matters."

"good."

So the two left the line that was being lined up and planned to return to their original path.

The two discussed as they walked, "By the way, Miss Duanmu, how do you think we should go back?"

"We have the Devil's Card and the Red Devils in our hands. As long as we return to the place where we came, we can use the Devil's Card and the Red Devils to reflect the pattern, and we should be able to go back."

The old man nodded and stopped asking.

"You want to go back?"

Suddenly, Duanmu Yawang's wrist was grabbed by a person. Duanmu Yawang looked back and saw that he was a young man. He looked panic and his eyes were distracted, like a frightened bird, shaking all over.

He was holding Duanmu Yawang with a bluish-white hand, and he held her wrist very tightly. Duanmu Yawang felt that the bones of her wrist were about to be crushed by him. She curled her eyebrows and was about to speak, and the young man pleaded. : "Please, please, please take me back too!"

In addition to fear in his voice, he was still afraid, and his body trembled like a sieve. After he finished speaking, his gaze staring at Duanmu Yawang was like staring at a life-saving straw, and he grabbed her hand even harder.

Duanmu Yawang curled her eyebrows and looked at him, thinking that he was a bit familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen it: "I haven't seen it?"

"I have seen it, I have seen it!"

The young man hurriedly said: "It's an inn, a scented inn, we have seen there."

Upon his mention, Duanmu Yawang immediately remembered that the man in front of him was one of the group of young men they met when they entered the first inn with a room and came out.

This man because he had a conversation with the shopkeeper at the beginning, she went out but because she couldn't hear clearly, she looked back and happened to see the faces of a few of them clearly.

And the young man in front of him, Duanmu Yawang was one of those few people.

"How will you be here?"

Duanmu Yawang frowned, "Where is your companion?" Teaming is important here. With so many companions, how could he be the only one left?

As soon as he said this, the man's pupils shrank, and the whole person seemed to be even more frightened. His lips trembled fiercely, "He, he, they... he..."

The man ran over and attracted a lot of people's attention on the way. Duanmu Ya looked at him and looked at the old man: "Grandpa, do you think you want to take him?"

The old man looked at Duanmu Yawang deeply and said, "Yes."

Duanmu Yawang understood the old man's intentions and nodded: "I think it's okay, too."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

The young man kept thanking him, as if he was extremely afraid that Duanmu Yawang would regret it, and he was far away from the spirited appearance when he met at the inn.

So Duanmu Yawang and the old man took the young man together.