Lin Fan was picked up by Beimubing and walked calmly into the black gate.
Along the way, the servant pioneered the way, and a man who looked like a housekeeper walked up and asked respectfully, "Young Master Bei, the young master hasn't come back yet. Are you going to the bedroom or the lobby?"
"You go down first. If you have something to do, I will ask you. Don't send someone to follow me." Beimu said a few words coldly, his face so gloomy that it was so scary.
Then he hugged Lin Fan, walked around the castle covered with ivy and walked backwards.
The butler looked at the direction he left in surprise, Oh my God! There is...
"Where is this? Beimubing...you..." Lin Fan twisted his body, and most of the medicine had passed. She began to look around the increasingly remote environment anxiously, feeling a burst of fear in her heart.
"I'll throw you to the ground after talking nonsense!" He threatened a girl with a ferocious face and smiled in his heart. I'll see if you're still fierce later!
"You..." Lin Fan became helplessly obedient. She didn't want her butt to turn eight petals.
After walking for a while, the two of them came to a somewhat dilapidated yard with carved beams and painted buildings, corridors and eaves, and a pure and antique feeling.
It’s just that the fallen leaves and spider webs all over the ground make the place look so depressed and gloomy.
Where is this?
Beimubing put down Lin Fan and pushed open a wooden door. The smell of dust inside suddenly choked Lin Fan's eyes and a stinking smell of shit and urine came to his nose, and Lin Fan was almost spit out by the smoke!
A sound of iron chains passed by, and Lin Fan tried hard to adapt to the dim light.
I narrowed my eyes and vaguely saw a large iron cage inside. In the iron cage... there seemed to be another person!?
What is this place? There is actually an iron cage that locks people?
It's like an ancient prison? Lin Fan swallowed his saliva, held his breath and walked in to see what happened.
After gradually adapting to the light inside, Lin Fan saw a woman with long hair squatting inside, with a unkempt face, and her white clothes were so dirty that they could not recognize the color.
Countless used disposable foam boxes were thrown on the cement floor, and the rotten and hairy leftovers were covered with ants and all kinds of disgusting insects.
The woman, whose hands were chained in an iron cage, was staring at her with resentment.
"You...who are you?" Lin Fan tried to ask.
Suddenly, the man rushed over, stretched out his hand from the cage, and shouted heart-wrenchingly, "Let me out! I'm going to find Leng! I'm going to find Ye Leng!! You guys let me out! I can't live without him
...can't...wow..."
Lin Fan's face turned pale in an instant, and he fell to the ground screaming, gasping heavily.
Who is this woman? Why is she called Ye Leng’s name?
Bei Mubing walked up and hugged her, whispering, "Ye Leng's blood is different from ordinary people. Those who drink his blood will become his loyal dog. If they can't get him or cannot realize it, they will
If you refuse Ye Leng in your heart, you will become like this woman."
Lin Fan felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, and his cold sweat gradually wet his clothes.
The crazy woman was as thin as firewood, her hair was scattered, her face was nowhere to be seen, and her eyes and mouth were all dark, which was extremely scary.
"Leng...I want to cold...you give him back to me... don't take my cold..." She squatted on the ground and cried weakly.
Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and pointed at Lin Fan, "It must be you! It must be you who snatched my Leng! Return it to me! Return it to me! Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"