Welcome to the lock demon tower

With tears in his eyes, Qiao Que held up the hem of his skirt and huddled at the back, taking small steps to hide, feeling like an ancient criminal who was forced to parade in the streets!

Zhao Kexin walked in front of him, with brisk steps, giving off a bully aura, turning her head to persuade him: "It's pretty, don't be shy."

Even Xiao Deng at the side said cheerfully, "It's much prettier than I imagined!"

In fact, Qiao Que's appearance is not feminine. He is tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He can still be seen as a boy in women's clothing, which is full of sense of disobedience.

But he is not very old, with fair skin, soft facial lines, and good looks. Zhao Kexin has spent many days tinkering with Hanfu hairstyles, and helped him comb a simple double ponytail. It looks very suitable, not particularly strange, but one A different kind of cuteness.

With his hands on his hips, Qiao Que glared at Xiao Deng angrily: "Shut up!"

Who wants to be praised as beautiful by a pervert!

He lowered his head and leaned against the wall on the street, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, pushing back the wig that was flying in the wind, and walked close to Jiang Luchi, awkward and aggrieved: "Brother Chi, am I weird?"

Jiang Luchi remained silent for a while, and only then whispered into his ear, "Let me figure out a way."

Qiao Que humiliated and asked: "...what do you think?" Are there really such hot eyes?

Jiang Luchi looked straight ahead, with a calm expression, seemingly in a good mood: "Find a way to bring this suit back."

Qiao Que was taken aback, and looked at Jiang Luchi's face in disbelief.

"Brother Chi, you..."

My god... that's not what I thought it was, is it?

You, you, you, you are such Brother Chi!

Qiao Que's head was empty, and it took a while to find his language, and he opened his mouth and said, "You... aren't you a natural curvy?"

Why do you also learn how others like women's clothing? !

If I want to like it, I should like it!So no matter what, you should wear it!Nothing wrong!

Jiang Luchi: ...

What the hell question is this.

According to legend, the haunted Fangfu is located in the city, next to several high-ranking families. In terms of location, it can be regarded as the first-class in this Yongyang City.But from the outside, it looks like a standard dilapidated house. The wooden beams of the gate have been in disrepair for a long time, the wall paint is mottled, and even the tiles are quite damaged.

At first glance, it is undoubtedly a haunted standard configuration!

Come here, and put on the women's clothing that bears the burden of humiliation!

This opportunity to carry must be seized!

Qiao Que hesitated for a moment, followed Zhao Kexin cowardly, and stepped up the steps at the door of the house.

The door was made of heavy solid wood, and it hadn't completely decayed yet, but the door knocker was already rusted, and it couldn't see its original appearance.

The clever little Deng, who knows how to love girls very much, took the lead and rushed up the steps, shouting "I come, I come", while passing several ladies and pushing the door with all his strength.

. . . the door does not move.

Zhao Kexin shrugged, with a puzzled look on his face: "Is it locked? It's hard to open?"

As she said that, she stretched out a finger and poked the part of the door knocker that looked like a tiger's mouth ring, as if carefully examining its material.

In an instant, there was only a prolonged "squeak—" and the door suddenly made a sound of being squeezed and deformed strongly, and then the whole door suddenly peeled off completely, leaned back slowly, and hit the ground with a "slap", There was a big cloud of smoke.

Qiao Que: ...

Zhao Kexin was still in a half-squatting motion of squatting on the ground to look at the door knocker, but was caught off guard by the large swath of dust, and stood up in disgrace: "Fuck, what's going on! Didn't you say you can't open it?! I It doesn't work, does it?!"

Xiao Deng with a confused face retracted his feet.

Qiao Que looked at him with sympathy: this scene is inexplicably familiar.

She shrank her neck and sighed in a low voice: "Sister Kexin seems to have become a lot stronger..."

Jiang Luchi nodded, and stepped into the gate of Fangfu together with him: "That's right. Buddhist cultivation is different from your spiritual cultivation. Their cultivation not only relies on spiritual power, but also ascetic practice, which exercises heart and perseverance, especially Zhao Kexin. , Compared with Zen Buddhism, King Kong pays more attention to physical fitness. Retreating for a few months can indeed improve a lot.”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Que paused for a moment, then looked quietly at Jiang Luchi: ...

As expected of Brother Chi!He actually said the word "King Kong" so naturally!

Really mighty!I dare not at all!

Zhao Kexin had a keen ear, so he didn't mind. He turned around and said happily, "That's right. Compared with you, my practice is much simpler and rougher. I don't have so many messy words. It's just simple and rough training and non-stop fighting. Usually, it's basically I'm fighting that bear spirit." Zhao Kexin smiled, and patted his chest proudly: "He threw a grenade at me, and I gave him a bazooka. My progress was all made in the hail of bullets and in actual combat. !"

Qiao Que: ...

Wait, why even the bear spirit caught by you Buddhist cultivators has entered the hot weapon stage!give.brook.Benedict.Gal.

At this moment, Fang Jialuo, who was walking in the front, let out a soft "Huh".

Qiao Que shrank in his heart and swallowed: "What's wrong?"

Fang Jialuo stroked her long black hair, stretched out her hand, as if she was grasping something in the air, she turned her palm thoughtfully, and said, "There seems to be something there."

Qiao Que looked at her, feeling that she was not avoiding him, and asked, "Jialuo, have you...found anything?"

When Fang Jialuo was asked by him, she bit her lips and instantly transformed into a lovely and pitiful loli: "My ability allows me to feel something in the wind. I just... seem to have caught a little bit of ashes. Brother Qiao, I'm a little scared."

ash?

Straight man Qiao Que heard the words, his mind was full of lingering ghost pictures, and his whole body was numb. He didn't have time to pay attention to Fang Jialuo's implication: "Speaking of it, it seems that someone said that sometimes there will be rumors of anxiety in Fangfu. taste?"

...What is that ashes, I can't even think about it!

Zhao Kexin also thought of something, with a serious expression on his face, he blocked Qiao Que behind him, guarded the surroundings, and said to himself: "Damn it, could it be... There are also abnormal life forms here that can use arms?! Isn't that very dangerous!"

Qiao Que: ...

The direction of danger is not right? !

What's more dangerous is your brain circuit, sister Kexin!

He felt a little guilty in his heart, but he still closed his eyes, lifted up the aura around him, and began to carefully observe his surroundings.

Soon, as Fang Jialuo had warned, a strong and pungent tar smell, accompanied by finely divided ashes, entered Qiao Que's nostrils.

Even with some mental preparations, Qiao Que was rushed by the scorching smoke until his nose and tears rushed out, his throat was instantly blocked by a foreign object, he covered his nose and opened his mouth wide, bent down and coughed loudly on the ground.

"Fuck! Cough...cough, what is this?!"

He took a few steps back in pain, supported the wall, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and a layer of goose bumps crawled all over his body.

This feeling is too familiar to him.

Qiao Que crouched in the corner of the wall wanting to cry but without tears, covering his face, leaving a gap between his fingertips, quietly observing the surroundings, completely deceiving his ears.

Sure enough, Jiang Luchi, who was standing beside him just now, had disappeared.