He went to Yin Xiaofei's face and said, "it's people who have been dead for many years. It's not so terrible."

Yin Xiaofei's eyes were red with fear. Zhang Le put his arm around her waist. "For Tangguo, I'll take you this time."

Yin Xiaofei didn't struggle. It's really gloomy here. There are human bones everywhere. It's terrible.

Zhang Le hugged her waist, and she also hugged Zhang Le's arm, saying that he suddenly felt Yin Xiaofei's silence, his body was stiff looking at a certain direction, and his voice began to quiver, "is that what you say can stand up?"

Zhang Le looked down at a pile of skeletons, and answered, "yes."

"Zhang Le, in fact, you are very good." Yin Xiaofei hugged Zhang Le for fear that the other side would throw her to the spot alone.

Zhang Le was amused. "Ben Shao is a good man. He has such a sweet mouth. Is he afraid that I will leave you?"

Yin Xiaofei wants to answer back, but isn't she afraid?

"Just now you called that elder brother, very nice to hear. One more call. In this city, I will protect you."

Yin Xiaofei in the heart row abdomen for a while, will Zhang Le scold a time, the mouth is honest shout, "elder brother, next trouble you."

"OK." Zhang Le was very cheerful. When he held Yin Xiaofei's waist, he felt something different in his heart. He tasted it carefully. It turned out that it was like this to hold his sister.

Somewhere in the city of death, there was a woman, dressed in a gorgeous skirt and high heels, standing on a pile of human bones.

Not as frightened as the others, she was indifferent, holding a delicate wooden folding fan in her hand, and her eyes were looking around.

[the host is big, what's wrong? ]Tang Guo took back his eyes and said, "Gong Wei and I have been separated. I can't tell."

So, what's the problem?

When she was confused, there was a sound of slow footsteps not far away. Not long after, a man in a black windbreaker and leather boots appeared in her field of vision.

The man is cold, his face is stiff and his skin is pale. He doesn't look like a living man.

"Junming?" Tango saw the man's face and said, "are you so free?"

Jun Ming didn't make a sound at first. He didn't open his mouth until he came to her and the air-conditioner in his eyes dissipated a little. He said, "I know you're here. I have to be free when I'm busy."

[host, admirer. ]Here comes the systematic gossip. It seems that the admirer is unusual. I don't know what expression Gong Wei will have. ]

he's looking forward to it.

"So, Gong Wei didn't follow me. Are you making trouble?" Tangguo asked with a smile, "you are the leader of the city of death. This is the first time I've seen this hospitality."

"What's the matter with you and Gong Wei?" Jun Ming doesn't mind. Tang Guo's sarcasm is that he is concerned that these two people are coming out of his city hand in hand, so he can't help but make some small means to separate them.

He is the city Lord of the city of death and the biggest controller of the city of death. They didn't react to each other. They should do something with ease.

"Didn't you see it?" Tangguo doesn't hide anything. She and the palace are upright. There's no need to hide it.