C840 Not right

Seeing Lin Xie and the others leaning together, Ling Yun revealed a cold smile, and said coldly: "Split up, you are not allowed to lean together. Once you lean together, no matter if you are active or passive, you will still be punished."

Lin Xie and the rest froze. Seeing that Ling Yun was not joking, all of them trembled as their legs moved apart.

Some of the girls' eyes were sparkling while their eyes were filled with unconcealable fear. Their faces were all pale with fright.

"Ling Yun, this is unfair. Aren't you with Ling'er?" Qin Feng and the others also found it hard to escape from their divided fate, as they said to Ling Yun in dissatisfaction.

"Do you have any objections?" Ling'er raised her brows, and looked at him indifferently.

"No!" Seeing the girl's sinister gaze, Qin Feng's body instantly shivered, and his head shook like a rattle drum.

Ling Qingxue also walked to the side. In a corner where there was no one else, she leaned against a giant stone, her large eyes fearfully looking at her surroundings. This heroine, who was brimming with heroic spirit, was also currently trembling.

Ling Yun and Ling'er walked under a thousand year old ancient tree, snuggled together, and looked around indifferently.

The Teenage girls trembled in fear from time to time, his eyes revealing a sense of fear. He secretly raised his head to look, only to see a few rats and snakes moving about wantonly amidst the shattered rocks, as if they were his masters.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

There was a chilly wind blowing, along with a freezing aura that chilled one to the bones. The sound of the wind was like the wailing of ghosts, extremely terrifying.

The cold wind spiraled in the sky like a ghost's howl.

Ling Yun could clearly feel the girl's body trembling in his embrace, he looked down, and saw that his eyes were also filled with fear.

The moon was high in the sky, and the ghostly wails of the cold wind became even louder. It seemed to be mixed with the wails of a baby, and a strong sense of resentment rose up.

"Something's not right!" Ling Yun stood up suddenly and scanned his surroundings with his sharp eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ying'er and, who were closest to him, instantly ran to his side.

Ling Yun did not reply. Instead, his sharp eyes stared into the distance in front of him, where he could feel a cold and gloomy wind whistling through the air.

"Quiet!" Ling Yun shouted in a low voice. He slowly closed his eyes, but his ears were still trembling, and he could hear the breathing of the Teenage girls s who were hiding within the rubble dozens of meters away.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

There seemed to be the sound of a baby crying and strange laughter in his ears.

"Come back quickly!" Ling Yun's eyes suddenly opened, a look of shock and disbelief flashed past his eyes as he shouted.

Ling Yun's words were like a clap of thunder, causing ripples on the surface. Lin Xie and the others who were hiding in the dark ran over, the speed that they were going at was definitely the fastest.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qingxue's voice trembled slightly as he asked while tightly holding onto his sleeves.

"Are you trying to scare us!? This joke is not funny at all. " Qin Feng seemed to be joking, but everyone's heart tightened. Seeing Ling Yun's serious expression, it was definitely not a joke.

"How many people are buried here? Such a dense aura of grievance and death has actually been gathered, and a Yin Spirit has actually been born? " Ling Yun's face turned gloomy, his heart was filled with suspicions.

"Fortunately, it was just born not too long ago and didn't have much intelligence. Otherwise, it would have become a huge disaster!" Both of his eyes seemed to have transformed into two little golden suns, with rune s flowing inside.