Although Madam Ninth's martial arts was not low, Feng Yiying's lightness kung fu was almost unparalleled in the world. He followed her, but she was not aware of it. The two of them walked through another courtyard one after another, and saw ancient trees in front of them in the distance.
, surrounding a small courtyard. Before reaching the door of the courtyard, Feng Yiying suddenly shivered, and an inexplicable cold feeling seemed to pass over his spine. There is something weird about this courtyard! There is something strange around the courtyard.
They are nine large locust trees, with lush branches and leaves, and are extremely lush. They roar in the night wind. There seems to be a faint cry from the swaying branches and leaves, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly. Maple
Yi Ying thought of that kid Jiang, and her heart suddenly moved. Could it be that this is the place where people kill people and make poison? Madam Ninth seemed to ignore all this. She walked to the door and gently knocked on it twice.'
With a creak, the two doors opened a crack, and an unusually large eye looked out from the crack in the door. The ninth lady covered her mouth and giggled: "You are so careful every time, without me.
I ordered that no one dare to come here." Feng Yiying hid in a corner and saw the big eyes behind the door, and felt a chill rush into his heart. That eye did not belong to a human. To be precise,
It does not belong to anything. It is just an eye, an eye that exists independently! This eye is the size of a peach. Feng Yiying has extremely strong eyesight. Even in the dark night, he can still see this eye.
Inside, there were no pupils or whites, only a circle of red halo, as if soaked in blood, layered on top of each other, like a bottomless red whirlpool. This eye looked at Madam Ninth, and there was a muffled voice.
Suddenly from this eye came: "The master is not here!" "What? Your master is not here? Isn't today a good day to make a vagina? How could he leave?" That eye rolled up and asked her question
Ignoring it, Mrs. Ninth sighed: "Forget it, I won't wait for him. When your master comes back, you can tell him that my dead husband has said that he will suspend the assassination of the Third Prince first. Really let them
If he dies here, he will not be able to escape his involvement, and it will be difficult for him to explain to the emperor."