The mud and water stained the palm of her hand, but she didn't care. She just grabbed the hatchet and waved it in the air twice. Seeing the rain curtain tearing open and then on, she chuckled gently, suddenly let go of the hilt, and swung the hatchet hard.

The cold light accompanied by the sound of cracking the air, flew towards the closed window sash.

"High" sound.

The hatchet was nailed to the window frame.

The person inside the door took a breath and hurriedly shrank into the corner.

The wind and rain outside the window were swaying, and in a short while, the whole window cracked.

The heavy rain poured into the room, and the ground was in a mess. The woman grabbed her husband's arm tightly: "What should I do? What should I do?" She murmured, and her subordinates grabbed him harder and harder.

Nails are almost embedded in the man's arms.

But he seemed to have no idea that the pain was, and he didn't dodge or avoid it, and just said tremblingly: "Don't be afraid... don't be afraid..."

The two people hugged each other and their bodies trembled even harder.

The sound of footsteps sounded again in the small yard.

The light green mist arrived at the window in a blink of an eye.

The beauty was holding a beautiful purple bamboo umbrella handle in her snow-white slender hand. This umbrella not only looked beautiful but also looked beautiful.

Just like her face.

All the eyebrows, eyes and facial features are still beautiful.

Each one is terrifyingly beautiful.

In the sound of rain, she stood outside the window, leaned the handle of the umbrella on her shoulder, and placed it backwards.

Aside the purple-black umbrella bones, dense patterns were exposed.

Cross, ten thousand words, scoop, money...

The exquisite patterns painted one by one are all the colors on the horse hang tag.

As if she was a little impatient, she put her hand on the broken windowsill, leaned into half of her face, frowned and asked, "You are the only ones in this place?"

The girl beside her raised her hands with a cold face.

A small golden bell was pinching between his fingers.

"jingle--"

The bell rang.

The two people in the room hugged each other hard.

The beauty asked again: "Why don't you two answer? Do you look down on me?"

Seeing her angry look, the couple trembled and wanted to speak, but their mouths opened but could not make a sound. The strong fear made them lose the ability to speak.

The person outside the window stared with beautiful eyes and suddenly asked, "Can you hang your horse?"

She said something without saying anything, and the people in the room were stunned.

When they came to their senses, the two of them shook their heads together and shook their heads alive into a rattle.

The beauty was a little disappointed, sighed and looked at the girl beside her: "It seems that she can't ask anything... She can't do anything to do if she can't play horses, so it's useless to keep it. It's such a waste of time."

"jingle."

The golden bell rang again briefly.

But the sound has become very light.

She leaned over, looked carefully, and sighed again: "Dad is really unwilling to give up. How many years have passed? If there were still monsters from the old capital in the world, we would have discovered them long ago. How could we have to wait until now?"

The thin white fingers poked the bell gently.

The bell moved, but it didn't make any noise.

The cold-faced girl put the bell into her arms.

Seeing this, the tall beauty stood up and looked into the window again.

Inside, in the corner of the wall, the woman bit her tongue and finally made a sound: "Monster, monster! We saw monster!"

"Oh?" The beauty became interested, "What kind of monster is it?"

The smell of blood flows in the mouth.

The woman swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said tremblingly: "More than one... men and women, all kinds of things..."

"More than one?" The beauty was shocked, grabbed the girl beside her and took a step back, raised her foot and kicked her towards the wall.

The little and elegant foot wearing embroidered shoes kicked up and the hard stone wall fell down.

Dust was flying, she put away her umbrella and walked into the room.

The woman's eyes widened, and her eyes almost fell out.

"you……"

"What are you?" the beauty strode forward and asked anxiously, "What do the monsters you mentioned look like?"

The woman trembled: "Those, look, they don't look much different from others..."

Upon hearing this, the beauty picked up the wet oil-paper umbrella and pressed the tip of the umbrella against the man's eyes: "Is that true?"

The man was as stiff as a stone, and he didn't dare to blink again.

The woman hurriedly said, "No, no, no, it's still a little different!"

"That, that monster with silver hair has a white tail!" She gradually became confident, "and - and that child in black clothes suddenly appeared in a place where no one appeared!"

Listening to her words, the beauty's face slowly narrowed her cat-like charming eyes.

Dan's lips raised slightly, and she asked with a smile: "What kind of hairy tail is it? Dog's, cat's, wolf's?" There are so many wild animals, almost all with tails.

Just a white hairy tail, but it is not very useful.

She smiled kindly, but the umbrella in her hand did not move a single point away.

The woman quickly gestured to her while recalling her: "Snow white, so big, so long..."

"But I can't tell whether this is a dog or a wolf..." The voice gradually became smaller and her face became paler.

The beauty took her hands back.

The tip of the umbrella poked on the ground.

The water flows down, winding, and flows to the corners of the wall.

She asked in a low voice: "Where have those monsters gone now?"

The woman shook her head.

She went to see the man who had not said anything again: "Where are you? Do you know where they went?"

The man was shaking all over and shook his head desperately.

She snorted with disgust, withdrew her gaze and looked at the black-haired girl who had been standing behind: "It seems that my father is not too careful, something is wrong in this place."

Upon hearing this, the black-haired girl took out the bell from her arms and shook it.

The bell still didn't make a sound.

I turned over and saw that the bell was empty.

The small bell-shaped bell in her hand only has the shell of the bell, but there is nothing that can be used to vibrate and make sound.

She stared at the bell, looked at it carefully, and said, "Sister Yue, on the way here, didn't you keep saying that the golden bell was broken?"

"I just said it casually, are you taking it seriously?" Jianyue covered her mouth and chuckled. Her face that was originally beautiful and incomparable looked even more bright and charming.

The black-haired girl's voice was as cold as her face, without any slight turbulence: "The golden bell made by my father will certainly not be bad. I just think that you are always like this, it's really unreasonable."

Jianyue put down her hand and said helplessly: "You kid, you are serious. Even I am afraid of you. No wonder the third and fourth brothers ran away when they saw you."

The black-haired girl threw the bell to her and said coldly: "Now that the golden bell is not ringing, even if you and I want to chase it, I may not be able to catch it."

Seeing the moon shaking the bell, he nodded and said, "It will rain in two days in three days. When the rain is heavy, the breath will dissipate. How can I find it?"

However, is the demonic aura that Jin Ling sensed is really a demon of the ten directions?

The old capital Shifang, even my father, have you never seen him?

Not to mention them, let alone.

All ten directions and channels are just rumors.

Thinking about it, Seeing the moon put away the bell and blinked.

The black-haired girl raised her feet forward, walked over to her and walked to the couple who were curled up in the corner of the wall.

The expression in her eyes was cold and ruthless. She bent down, and her long, thick black hair slid from her shoulders, as beautiful as flowing water.

She gently held the woman's face, lowered her head and put a kiss on the woman's dry and chapped lips.
Chapter completed!