"Every time when he comes to issue a task, he just stops at a distant place, and a maid comes forward to explain it to us."

"So, I just saw him from a distance."

"I can't see the face clearly!"

The lips of the tree show a trace of irony, nodding, "Oh? You are sure. "

"Me, I can be sure, I can." Geng Pengcheng, the leader of shuntianfu mansion, was like a quail who was scared to death. He put his hands around the transparent head and said with a trembling voice, "Prince and concubine, there is no empty word for a villain."

The tree's eyes became extremely cold. He glanced at Geng Pengcheng and nodded his head with a wave of sleeves. "You know what you are."

Lotus colored sleeve cage from the head of Geng Pengcheng, the Lord of the shuntianfu mansion, swept past, startled him into an old face.

At first, he thought that the little girl was going to put him in a situation of extinction.

No, however.

She didn't do anything, as if it was just the sleeves that had inadvertently brushed over his head.

"Husband, it's not early. Let's go back to have a rest."

Mo Lian looks at Geng Pengcheng, nods and holds the little guy's hand, and goes out to the next room.

And they went out in turn, and returned to their rooms to rest.

For a time, the room was completely quiet. Geng Pengcheng, who was locked in the dungeon, was huddled in the corner of the dungeon and muttered something to himself.

It was night, and the stars were completely hidden under the dark sky.

It began to rain outside again.

In recent days, it seems that there is a rainy season. There is a rainstorm every three to five days. It is always wet outside, which leads to a reduction of two-thirds of the street vendors in the daytime.

When it was night, the street was deserted.

Geng Pengcheng sat in the dungeon with a dull face, his eyes somewhat dazed.

At this time, a shadow suddenly appeared in the room.

Geng Pengcheng's spirit was inspired. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly realized that no matter how he made his voice, it was like a shell stuck in his throat. He couldn't even utter a single syllable!

Er! Uh! Uh? He tried to utter a few simple words, but it didn't help at all.

His spirit and body suddenly trembled, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

That wicked little girl, on purpose!

She deliberately left him alone in this room and used him as a bait to catch her fellow party!

She knew someone would come.

Er! Uh, uh! Geng Pengcheng is a little flustered. He wants to rush to the dungeon, swing his hands and signal the man in black not to come.

However, a few pieces of earth and stone fell from the top of the dungeon, and he fell on his stomach. Suddenly, the spiritual body was severely damaged. The whole body became more transparent and ethereal, and there was no strength to move a finger.

The black shadow did not hesitate for a long time. The man had come to the table and grabbed the dungeon in one hand. His sharp eyes looked back and came out through the window with a swish.

Geng Pengcheng was very anxious, but he couldn't speak clearly, so he had to watch the man take him away with the dungeon.

About half a mile into an abandoned house.

The man closed the door, then looked down at Geng Pengcheng in the dungeon and said with a sneer, "you have made yourself such a ghost."

"Tut TUT is really useless."