Brother, this showman

Someone is manipulating the cannibals behind the scenes!

"Fucking acrobatics!" Ye Wenqing threw off the rope angrily, feeling a sense of powerlessness lingering in his heart.Under everyone's stunned eyes, he sat on the ground without any scruples, trying to calm himself down with the cold stone.

Their every move is monitored, as if they are just pawns of the people behind them, every step is moving forward according to the requirements of the chess master, and if something goes wrong, they have to start again.

"Brother, it's cold on the ground."

Feng Lianchen bent down and picked up Ye Wenqing, while he sat where he had sat.Putting Ye Wenqing on his lap, he kissed his forehead as if no one else was there, and comforted him, "Why get angry."

Everyone: "..."

Can you pay attention to the impact?We are still here!

Ye Wenqing couldn't feel the resentment of others, so he closed his eyes and leaned back slightly, resting his head on Feng Lianchen's shoulder, and let out a long breath: "I don't even know whether the thing in front of me is real or not, Does what you do make sense?"

"I don't know if even I myself will be a fake one day."

"No." Feng Lianchen raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows for him.

"Young Master Ye." Yang Ledu coughed lightly, his eyes were a little unnatural, "That... this old man's disciple is still young, you... be careful."

"Don't worry, we'll just give you a hug at most, and we won't do anything else." Ye Wenqing rested for a while and then returned to his previous shameless appearance, stretched his legs and swayed, and smiled, "This place is too big. I'm too embarrassed to leave."

Yang Leduo: "..."

Yang Longlong was puzzled: "Why do you want to get out?"

Yang Longlong asked everyone's thoughts, all craned their necks, looked at Ye Wenqing curiously like a goose, blinked their eyes, and looked forward to his answer.

"That's it~" Ye Wenqing elongated his tone on purpose, glanced at Yang Leduo, with a smile at the end of his eyes, "Sect Master Yang, can I speak?"

Yang Leduo's face turned red and white for a while, and finally turned completely black. He slapped Yang Longlong's back and reprimanded him sharply: "When you have time, you don't want to find a way to get out. What's it like to just ask about other people's affairs! Hurry up and tell me Find the exit!"

Yang Longlong was hit by his palm and ran a few steps forward, almost fell to the ground, blushing and coughing fiercely.After realizing it, Ye Wenqing also realized the meaning of Ye Wenqing's words, and his cheeks turned red again, burning hot all over his body, more gorgeous than a blooming peach blossom.

"Disciple, let's go!" Yang Longlong stared straight, not daring to look at Ye Wenqing's face again, and hurriedly led a few disciples to find the exit, and left in a hurry.

Baichuan's disciples dispersed one after another, leaving only two brothers, Ye Wenqing, in the huge open space.

Ye Wenqing didn't sit for long, and stood up with Feng Lianchen's shoulders, moving his sore arms.Looking around, apart from a few rows of graves, there are only some crazy weeds, empty.

"This place is indeed quite big." Ye Wenqing smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Lianchen up, "It's the first time I'm sitting in a meat chair, thank you very much."

"Senior brother, why do you need to thank me, if you really want to thank..." Feng Lianchen raised the corner of his mouth, paused, bent slightly and leaned into Ye Wenqing's ear, whispering for a while.

Ye Wenqing's smile froze for a moment, the pinnae of his ears turned pink, he took a step back, looked Feng Lianchen up and down, curled his lips: "Every child's family has a lot of things in their minds."

"Then senior brother promised me?" Feng Lianchen's eyes shone brightly, as if he had scooped up a small pond, and sparkling waves suddenly appeared on the water surface, but there was another layer of charm in the flowing waves, which captivated people's hearts and souls .

"We'll talk about it when we get out." Ye Wenqing turned his head away, pretending to be calm on the surface, but he was already cursing in his heart.

Why is the little brat even more shameless than me?Does he think there is something wrong with me?Shouldn't someone with experience do that kind of thing?Besides, is now the time to talk about this?

Feng Lianchen lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes concealed a trace of complexity that was too fast to catch, and his fingers behind his back trembled slightly.

"Then I'll be a senior brother and agree." Feng Lianchen bent his eyes, smiled like a stealing cat, wagging his tail cheerfully, not lacking in complacency and cuteness.

Ye Wenqing opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he raised his eyes, he saw Yang Longlong in front of him, with his black hair covering his face, his mouth wide open, and he almost shot Thunderbolt with his eyes and stepped on Hot Wheels.

"Young Master Ye!" Yang Longlong barely stopped, gasping for breath, his hair stuffed into his mouth, he raised his hand and plucked it a few times, and hurriedly said, "It's gone! The suzerain and the others are gone!"

"It's gone?" Ye Wenqing was surprised, and frowned, "Why didn't you see the law? The grave is eating people again?"

"No, no!" Yang Longlong shook his head again and again, swallowed, his eyes turned red, "We walked in two ways with the suzerain, and we made an appointment to meet at the corner of the right alley, but for some reason, we couldn't wait for the suzerain .”

"I had to take someone to look for it, but I couldn't see a single figure on the ground except for a series of footprints."

"Master Ye, do you think our suzerain will encounter any danger?" Yang Longlong's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Ye Wenqing eagerly, as if Ye Wenqing would cry immediately if he nodded his head.

Ye Wenqing didn't have any delicate thoughts, and said bluntly: "Eight or nine is close to ten."

Sure enough, Yang Longlong's mouth twitched, and he couldn't control it. He burst into tears, and his voice was hoarse: "Please help Ye Gongzi."

After speaking, he began to cry again, his voice was more relaxed than before, and he didn't mind the problem of losing face at all.

"Stop, stop!" Ye Wenqing couldn't see anyone crying, scratched his hair irritably, and said patiently, "Your suzerain just disappeared, you are crying too early, right? Besides, it doesn't have to be because you met It's dangerous. Don't waste your time, take us to have a look."

Yang Long paused, raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes, looked at Ye Wenqing gratefully, nodded again and again, and said in a thick nasal voice: "Master Ye, please follow me!"

Yang Longlong, who had been listless before, came back to life in an instant as if he had sucked the nectar, and led the way attentively.

Ye Wenqing had just walked a few steps, turned his head and found that the surrounding was empty, turned around and saw Feng Lianchen standing still in place.The deep eyes were shrouded in a thin haze, mixed with a bit of bitterness. The two struggled desperately, and the whole body was covered with a layer of indelible sadness for no reason.

"What? You won't leave unless you're taken?" Ye Wenqing tilted his head, stretched out his hand towards Feng Lianchen, and said with a stern face, "Hurry up, I'll give you time to count to three, kid. Follow me and I'm leaving."

"one."

"two."

"Brother."

Before three could be counted, Feng Lianchen crushed him in a lingering kiss, the tip of his tongue swallowed all the unfinished words into his stomach, and the ambiguous sound of water and stains wafted back and forth in his ears, connecting to the surroundings The weeds also lowered their heads shyly.

Considering that Yang Longlong was still ahead, Ye Wenqing was about to push Feng Lianchen away to let him pay attention, but Feng Lianchen backed away a step ahead of him, and held his hand instead, with a hint of grievance in his deep voice: "I cry!" Brother didn't even coax me when I was there."

Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, pursed his swollen and sore lips, and then broke into a smile: "Are you jealous?"

"En." Feng Lianchen nodded honestly.

"Okay, then you cry first, and I'll coax you." Ye Wenqing pinched his jaw and said narrowly.

Feng Lianchen blinked and moved his lips, but was covered back by a brief burst of damp heat.

Ye Wenqing hurriedly jumped aside, licked her bright red lips, and patted Feng Lianchen's head lightly: "If you cry, I will die of heartache."

"Then I won't cry." Feng Lianchen smiled brightly, held Ye Wenqing's hand tightly, and said every word, "I won't cry no matter what."

"Young Master Ye!"

Yang Longlong's eager voice sounded from the front again.

Ye Wenqing responded, and tugged Feng Lianchen: "Let's go, that kid is crying like hell."

Yang Longlong stayed in a long and narrow alley, and a row of Baichuan disciples stood side by side, leaving a gap for one person to pass through.

"The suzerain walked to this place at that time." Yang Longlong was still sobbing when he spoke.

Ye Wenqing looked at the gray-white wall on the opposite side, the wall was covered with a layer of white gauze, and a string of messy footprints remained on the white gauze.

But there were only footprints of going forward, and no footprints of returning were found.

This is a dead-end alley, and there is no place to turn the corner. Could it be possible to go through the wall?

"Can you find it behind this wall?" Ye Wenqing pointed to the opposite wall.

"I can't see it." Yang Longlong replied, "This wall cannot be climbed over."

"Can't turn over?" Ye Wenqing raised his foot and stepped forward, raised his hand to touch it, but seemed to hit a smooth object and bounced back, staggered under his feet, and almost fell down.

Ye Wenqing's expression changed slightly, he pondered for a moment, then tapped the air with Qingshuang, and a white light similar to a door frame immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

"May I ask Mr. Ye why this thing is?"

A surprised voice came from behind.

"There are many butterflies." Ye Wenqing retracted Qingshuang, and the white light in front of him disappeared again.

Yang Longlong's eyes were dazed, and he was about to ask again, but Ye Wenqing continued, "It's the usual saying that ghosts hit the wall."

"Then that's why we've been stuck here all this time?" Yang Longlong was stunned.

"That's right." Ye Wenqing nodded slightly, with a dignified expression, "Dieying is divided into three doors, and people trapped between each door cannot see each other. Finding one of these doors can leave the formation, but this In addition to the three real doors in the formation, there are countless fake doors."

"After the fake door is opened, the real door will change its position again. It can only be discovered by people's continuous groping, but most people can't find a way out until they die, and they are trapped in it."

"Is there anyone who practices such a weird technique?" Someone asked timidly, "Is this an evil heretic?"

"It's a ghost clan technique." Ye Wenqing shrugged, "It's the most common one."

"Then is this the real door just now?" Yang Longlong's eyes filled with anticipation.

"If it was true, would I still be standing here?" Ye Wenqing asked rather amusingly.

Everyone bowed their heads silently, with mournful faces, without saying a word, with an extremely low expression.