This fall also woke him up.

The surroundings were quiet, and everything seemed to have returned to normal in an instant.

Chu Yun hurriedly got up and looked at the bursting stubborn stone.

In the stubborn stone, a baby's corpse, obviously less than one year old, was wrapped in a swaddle. The body was rotten and only a skeleton was left, but the swaddle was not completely rotted.

It can be seen that its material is special.

Lesang looked it carefully, and his eyes suddenly stopped at the baby's chest.

Ye Mingzhu leaned forward and saw a corner showing a little like silk on the baby's chest.

The color is very distinct.

That's right, it's clear. I don't know how long the baby has died, but the thing is still bright in color and there is no sign of deterioration at all.

This is really strange.

Lesang thought to himself for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the thing and pulled it out.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Siwen.

Half of it pulled out, Lesang could see the butterfly pattern embroidered on the silk.

Very exquisite and lifelike.

But before she could pull it out, the baby who was completely dead suddenly grabbed it with one hand and directly stuck it on Lesang's wrist.

The seemingly petite claws were extremely powerful and cold, and it seemed like they were about to break Lesang's left hand in an instant.

His face suddenly changed, and Lesang immediately raised his right hand and quickly slapped her with a palm.

Unexpectedly, the baby suddenly jumped up from the cradle, his sharp claws swayed, and suddenly reached towards Lesang's neck.

The strong wind blew, and the fallen leaves all over the ground flew up again.

Two white hand skeletons were pinched to Lesang's neck in the blink of an eye.

After his breathing stagnated, Lesang's face suddenly turned red, and he could not make a sound from his mouth. His strength seemed to be being taken away a little bit, and he could not get his hands back no matter what.

"Bastard." Dongfang Liyuan shouted loudly when he saw this, jumped up, without any weapons, directly gathering the strength of his body, and his wrists suddenly cut towards the skeleton like a knife.

A loud bang broke through the sky, and Dongfang Liyuan's move was extremely sharp. Such powerful and domineering power made the ancient trees within a radius of hundreds of meters sway.

But that power didn't hit the point.

Just as his hand fell, the ghost baby suddenly grabbed Lesang's neck and twisted it, flew up very high, avoiding Dongfang Liyuan from afar.

Lesang's eyes suddenly turned black, and the cold and pale claws on her neck made her unable to hold on for several times.

If she hadn't had good physical fitness, she would have been the dead soul in the hands of this bone at this moment.

"Let her go." Dongfang Liyuan wanted to take another move if he missed the attack, but suddenly a very cold voice broke through the air.

I saw a black shadow flashing on the towering ancient tree, and a sharp blade slashed down sharply from above.

The sword filled with internal strength is extremely cold and intimidating.

Lingxuehan.

Le Sang's blood-red eyes saw the person's face clearly through the sword light. He was so cold and handsome, so charming and cruel, who was not Ling Xuehan.

“Haha…haha…”

But the skull suddenly burst into laughter, and there was no fear at all.

Le Sang's eyebrows and eyes sank, and when Ling Xuehan cut down with a sword, she raised her fingertips in a hurry, and the sword light swept across her fingers, and the red blood flowed out.
Chapter completed!