to white because of aging, and the corner in front of the door is also covered with spider silk, which seems to be very old.the old man took the little girl to the metal door, grabbed the handle and p...in the haze, Lin opened his eyes slowly.

the swordsmen that remained in his mind were still scouring his spirit and felt a dull pain. He frowned and sat up from the bed, feeling incomparably weak as if he had been drinking fake wine.

Lin bowed his head for seven nights. I don't know when the quilt was covered neatly over him, and the toes of the bedside slippers were facing outward, neatly close together, and on the small table at the head of the bed, there was an insulation cup, unscrewed the lid of the cup, and the steaming heat rose slowly.

A look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

yesterday before the tide of the sword was over, he fainted directly. He had no idea what happened next and how he got back to the house.

he looked out of the window at the sky, walked out of bed and headed for the training ground.

sure enough, the busy Zhou Ping had already started his daily cleaning work. In the open space, except for him, there was only Caram sitting by the side with a pony.

Lin Qinight looked at the time on the wall. It was 08:07 in the morning. Theoretically, it should be time for class, but Zhou Ping didn't seem to mean to wake them up.

"coming" Zhou Ping glanced aside at Lin Qi Night. "Today's class time will be postponed until you all wake up."

Lin nodded in the seventh night, then seemed to think of something and asked, "Senior Kensei, how did we get back to the room after yesterday's Sword Tide training"

"she memorized you one by one." Zhou Ping stretched out his hand and pointed to Garam.

Lin was stupefied in seven nights and nodded.

it turns out to be her.

Lin seven nights went to the little Mazar next to Caran and sat down.

"Thank you for yesterday." Lin Qinight earnestly thanked Caran.

but before he had finished speaking, Caran quickly turned his head aside and snorted, his lips pursed as if he were not going to talk to him.

Lin stood still for seven nights.

what's going on Is she angry when she looks like this

but he didn't do anything!

when Lin Qi Night was trying to interpret Garan's psychology, an Qingyu and Cao Yuan came out of the room with bleary-eyed Pangpang and sat on the pony one by one.

"Why are you coming out of the same room" Lin Qinight asked in surprise.

"I don't know. When I woke up, we were in the same room." Cao Yuan rubbed his neck with some pillows and said strangely, "Qingyu and I are all right. When we woke up, we were still in bed. Only Pangpang slept on the ground."

Lin Qi Night turned to look at Caram, and the latter's expression was suddenly a little guilty.

"now that everyone is here, let's start the class." Zhou Ping dragged the cardboard box full of novels to the public. "each person will pick one. This morning's content is still reading."

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Lintang City.

A black car drove slowly into a dilapidated manor in the suburbs. Shen Qingzhu and the ninth seat got out of the car and looked at the old villa full of vines and moss, their eyes narrowed slightly.

"is this the place where grownups talk" Shen Qingzhu looked around. "it doesn't look special."

"since the adult raving has chosen this place, it must have his profound meaning." The ninth seat locked the door and walked towards the villa. "Let's go, if nothing happens, the third and seventh seats are already here."

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one after another into the villa, the floor tiles are covered with cracks and potholes, the ceiling is covered with cobwebs, mice often pass through the dark corridors, bits and pieces of sunlight permeate through the cracks in the walls, and vines are like ferocious blood vessels eroding the walls on both sides.

"it doesn't look like people can live here." The ninth table opened in surprise.

"people don't live here in the first place."

A lazy voice came from the end of the corridor. Shen Qingzhu and the ninth table tightened their bodies at the same time, squinting in the direction of the sound.

I saw a woman in cheongsam standing in front of an old door, her hair slightly curly, a fan swaying gently in her hand, her bloody lips slightly raised, and she was looking at them with a smile.

seeing the figure at the ninth table, his body relaxed.

"Seventh seat, can you stop acting like a ghost every time you show up" The ninth seat opened his mouth helplessly.

the seventh seat put away his painting fan and sneered, "Why, the ninth seat of the believers is still afraid of ghosts" If that's the case, you won't be able to participate in this operation. "

"is this operation related to ghosts" The ninth seat keenly grasped the main point.

the seventh table said nothing more, but turned around, and his slender figure wriggled gracefully toward the room behind him. The high heels collided with the tiles on the floor and echoed in the empty corridor.

"bring the children around you and come in with you."

Shen Qingzhu's eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say much. He walked into the room with the ninth seat beside him.

the space in the room is much larger than Shen Qingzhu imagined, and the furnishings are much more complete than the ruins outside. In the middle of the mossy room, there is a huge log table with a scrawny man sitting quietly.

he saw the two men come in, their drooping eyelids raised slightly, and then moved his eyes away.

"third seat." When he saw the man at the ninth table, he raised his eyebrow, and then he looked at the corner of the room, where there was a young man in his early twenties who was looking into the distance by the window. "that's."

"the newcomer brought in by the raving adults will take the place of the old Han, and now it is the 12th seat." The seventh timely explanation.

the young man looked back and glanced lightly over the ninth table and landed on Shen Qingzhu. His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes glowing dangerously, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"newcomers." The ninth seat nodded thoughtfully, "that is to say, all the existing members of [believers] are already present except the first one."

"No."

the third seat at the table said coldly, "the first seat has already arrived."

"here comes the first seat" There was not only the ninth seat, but also the seventh seat with a surprised expression on his face. "where is he"

although they have been [believers] for a long time, so far, they have rarely heard of the first table, let alone seen what he looks like. Now that the third seat says that the first seat has arrived, they are naturally very confused.

"you don't need to know that." The third seat rose slowly from his seat. "when it's time for him to appear, he will appear naturally."sion echoed in the sky.the white-haired Yugong Qinghui holds a knife in both hands, his body is half hanging in the sky, and the blade is aimed at the head of the corpse god and chopped off again!knoc...