I’m Just This ‘Sue’

"Why doesn't the rain stop?" Ruan Yue looked at the heavy rain outside and couldn't help sighing.

Le Tong had a smile on his face: "It's also good here, it doesn't matter if you stay a few more days."

"Trouble is always not good." Yin Jiayan said lightly.

"If only I could have a few books in my hand, I would have another cup of hot tea on hand." Le Tong muttered.

When her voice fell, a fair hand came into her sight. A book was held in the man's hand, and the cover said "The Mystery of the Greek Coffin." Le Tong's eyes brightened: "Is this book out of print?" Le Tong looked up and looked at the people. The teenager in the white nightgown stood in front of her, apparently still indifferent like that, but for no reason gave birth to Gentle taste comes.

Hang Qing said lightly: "The tea is in the second cabinet on the left."

Le Tong hugged the book in excitement: "Good, good, great! Thank you!"

Fu Yunjing was originally lying on the side of the sofa, plugging his headphones and not knowing what he was listening to, but suddenly he stood up and leaned out his head: "I also feel very bored."

"What do you need?" Hang Qing's posture remained cold.

It was as if they were insignificant in the eyes of this boy. Fu Yunjing thought. This taste is really bad. How can we tear off the indifferent appearance of a teenager?

So Fu Yunjing ticked his fingers: "Let's talk for a while."

Hang Qing looked at him silently, without moving his footsteps. It looked like a little white rabbit who was forced to move to the extreme, but was unwilling to move but had to move. Suddenly, Fu Yunjing felt that the appearance of the boy was too interesting. He even wanted to see the boy's indifferent face with a little crimson.

After a while, it seemed that Hang Qing was very embarrassed and walked beside Fu Yunjing to sit down.

Although the three men on the other side were doing their respective things, their eyes did not consciously keep up with Hang Qing.

"Does this old castle often haunt?" Fu Yunjing asked.

They raised their ears.

"Um." Hang Qing answered lowly.

Fu Yunjing couldn't help but sit up straight, and looked at the teenager in front of him better: "Why can't you leave this old castle? Could it be ... you are the earth-binding spirit here?" Fu Yunjing suddenly turned his voice.

The others were startled instinctively.

Yin Jiayan said, "Impossible."

Fu Yunjing gave him a funny look: "You have to believe in science, is there no ghost in this world?"

Yin Jiayan pursed her lips and looked at Hang Qing: "He doesn't ... look like a ghost. The senior said it was too offensive."

Fu Yunjing apologized but said very cheerfully: "... I was offended, sorry. Would you forgive me?" After that, he stared at Hang Qing tightly, as if looking at a toy that he couldn't help putting down .

Hang Qing looked away coldly.

Fu Yunjing then narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "Skin is so thin ..."

Hang Qingxin said, I can tear my face off and show it to you, do you dare to see it?

However, Hang Qing's face was still just a cold expression. He sat there stiffly, as if he was thin-skinned and shy, and was not good at words. The more you look at him, the more you exclude the possibility that he will be a ghost.

Besides, where is it so easy to hit a ghost? Life is not a spiritual novel.

However, the crystal lamp hanging above them suddenly shook, and the light flickered, flickering. At this moment, there was still heavy rain outside the castle, and a thunder suddenly sounded, shocking everyone.

Only Hang Qing sat there steadily, looking a little out of place.

Le Tong said eloquently, "Isn't this crow's mouth like this? Really **** it?"

Her voice dropped, and the crystal lamp above her head began to make a more sour voice-"creak, creak."

Le Tong unconsciously wanted to grab Fu Yunjing's arm, and murmured, "Senior ..." Ruan Yue also shouted "Yin Jiayan". But both of them felt empty. The light of the crystal lamp was getting darker and darker. Both Le Tong and Ruan Yue were a little panicked and shouted in unison: "Senior?"

Hang Qing looked silently, and Fu Yunjing and Yin Jiayan who suddenly appeared on both sides of him. What gave them the illusion that he felt more vulnerable and needed protection?

With a "Kara" sound, the crystal lamp completely lost its light.

The hall suddenly darkened, and only the lightning passing by the window, and some white light could come in. But this scene is more like a classic horror scene. The teeth of the two girls jerked.

In the darkness, Hang Qing felt a hand stretched from the left and shook his wrist: "Are you really not scared at all?"

Hang Qing broke his hand. At this time, he raised his hand on the right side and touched Hang Qing's shoulder with extreme restraint: "Is it okay?"

"... I'm fine." Hang Qing said lowly.

It was embarrassing to be sandwiched between the two boys. Hang Qing stepped forward and walked up the stairs soon. Le Tong looked at him in amazement: "Mr. Su? Mr. Su, what are you doing?"

Ruan Yue was already a little panicked and shouted lowly, "I'm afraid ..."

The two boys didn't say a word at this time, as if they were waiting for something more terrible in the dark.

At this time, a "click" sounded again. Ruan Yue screamed in shock.

But the next moment, the hall was brightly lit again. The four exchanged gazes blankly.

This Hang Qing slowly walked downstairs, "What are you panic about? One lamp is off, and there are others."

Le Tong paused, then broke his tears and smiled: "Yeah! One lamp is broken, there are other lamps."

But Hang Qing frowned, and he looked at the wall behind Le Tong and others. The other four also faintly noticed that his eyes were not right, and all turned to follow.

On the wall, a huge shadow was reflected, the shape of the shadow was irregular, and almost all their shadows were swallowed up. This scene is really chilling. They belched together, and Ruan Yue screamed again: "What to do? Is this really a ghost? Is it really a ghost!"

Ruan Huan's Huarong was eclipsed, two battles, and seeing that she was about to fall behind, Le Tong quickly helped her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid ..." Le Tong's own voice also trembled slightly. After all, she had never been so immersed in terror.

Hang Qing was expressionless.

I have never seen it before.

Are you stupid? That is his shadow.

After all, is it a ghost, the shadow that is reflected is of course more terrible.

"Run!" Hang Qing reminded them.

"Right, run, run away!" Le Tong shouted like a dream.

Fu Yunjing looked back at Hang Qing, then pulled his leg and walked towards Hang Qing. Yin Jiayan walked two steps forward unconsciously, and finally stopped again. This head Ruan Yue has seized Yin Jiayan and shouted, "Let's run!"

This head Fu Yunjing has come to Hang Qing, he grabbed Hang Qing's wrist, and drove Hang Qing to run upstairs quickly: "You said, would it be safer upstairs?"

Young men are probably always enthusiastic, and Fu Yunjing's palm reveals hot temperatures. For Hang Qing, whose temperature is not like a living person, he was a little uncomfortable for a while, giving him the urge to break away.

Fu Yunjing's fingers clasped his wrists firmly.

This won't work ...

In case he feels that he has no pulse, isn't that the moment the vest just dies out? Hang Qing coldly said: "Release."

"... so angry?"

"release."

Fu Yunjing reluctantly retracted his hand: "I don't know Mr. Su ..."

"This is my home. I believe you should rely on me even more." Hang Qing glanced away and turned away quickly. But that glance seemed to be saying that it was him who didn't know anyone.

Fu Yunjing was stunned and said with a smile: "Yes, here we should all listen to you."

They were already on the third floor while talking. Running at such a rapid pace, Fu Yunjing didn't have any breath, and Hang Qing naturally didn't. A ghost, where is he going to pant? If it's really panting, it's time to resurrect.

Hang Qing raised his hand and turned on the light on the third floor corridor, the warm light dripped, and the three Le Tongs who ran up followed were relieved. Hang Qing has converged to the shadow of Li Gui. However, this castle does not intend to let them go so easily ...

The oil painting hanging at the end of the corridor suddenly fell down, smashing the glass trophy placed on the cabinet.

Everyone was terrified.

Hang Qing thought for a while and then symbolically "ah". Always follow the current.

Strange footsteps sounded.

"Da da da."

As if approaching them slowly from the front.

The lights in the hallway went out suddenly, and the sound of the footsteps became clearer. It sounded like a bang on Hang Qing's eardrum. Hang Qing couldn't help a little hair in his heart. Another hand touched from the side and touched the back of his hand. Immediately following Fu Yunjing's voice, he said, "I'm scared. Can I hold it?" Fu Yunjing's voice sounded quite different.

Hang Qing: "..." If he hadn't known that Fu Yunjing was a villain, I would have believed the man's evil words.

"It's indifferent ..." Fu Yunjing said lowly, "Or are you shy?"

Fu Yunjing didn't know when he got to the edge of his neck, and almost put it on his ear, Hang Qing raised his hand mercilessly and waved Fu Yunjing's face.

"Learn, senior? Are you there?" Le Tong's voice was stiff.

Fu Yunjing lazily said "um", but his interest was obviously reduced by half compared to when talking to Hang Qing.

"What the **** is this? Is this a haunted house?" Ruan Yue's voice was already weeping.

Hang Qingxin said, why is there no reliable one? Or did they meet this situation for the first time and have not adapted for a while? Hang Qing remembered that in the original plot, they were obviously very powerful.

Hang Qing thought out, while taking out the pocket flashlight in the robe pocket.

A beam of light struck out of his hand, and Le Tong was relieved, and his tone was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Su had already prepared ..."

Hang Qing looked cold.

Let the ghosts illuminate you, can you waste more?

"Ah!" Ruan Yue's scream again broke the atmosphere that was temporarily calmed down, she pointed at the corridor in front of her, and everyone looked at it.

Under the pale flashlight, a weird Trojan kept shaking his body forward, "Da, Da," and with the shaking again and again, the Trojan approached.

"Ahhhh!" Ruan Yue could no longer control it, and screamed in complete astonishment.

Yin Jiayan frowned, lifted his foot and flew out of the Trojan horse. "Wow," the Trojan hit the wall and fell apart. Hang Qing held up his flashlight and shone to the other side. The scattered Trojans quickly assembled again and came back towards them again. The rattling sound once again made people feel upset.

Fu Yunjing walked silently into the room on the left, and when he came out again, he already had a sledgehammer in his hand, which looked like an American thriller.

Hang Qing twitched.

What does he want to do?

Fu Yunjing stepped forward, and easily moved the sledgehammer in his hand. In Ruan Ye's exclaiming voice, Fu Yunjing scattered the Trojan again. He kept repeating this action until the Trojan was completely damaged and could not be spliced ​​again, and Fu Yunjing dropped the sledgehammer in his hand.

The Trojan made a sour "squeak" sound, as if desperately trying to get up, but the wooden rack rattled a few times and finally collapsed unwillingly.

Hang Qing: "..."

The remaining three: "..."

"Senior, good, great." Le Tong stammered authentically.

The lights in the corridor quickly returned to normal, the Trojans were lying there scattered, and the falling oil painting was pressing a pile of glass scum. Fu Yunjing lifted his feet and walked forward, and the others followed without hesitation.

I wonder if the horror movies are separated, the easier it is to get killed? Le Tong feels that judging from her many years of writing novels of psychic novels, at this time, she must follow Fu Yunjing and the Mr. Su.

Fu Yunjing paused in front of the cabinet, and he picked up the oil painting. The glass frame outside the oil painting cracked slightly, but this did not affect the beauty of the oil painting. The painter should be very skilled, and the artistic conception on the screen is really beautiful. It was a sea of ​​white roses, and there was a man standing in the sea of ​​flowers. He was a boy in a white robe. He was almost integrated with the whole sea of ​​flowers. Only the long black hair that dangled from his shoulders made him stand out stand up.

The painter seems to have devoted all his efforts in it, so the things and characters appearing in the picture are extremely beautiful. When people see this painting, they feel an extremely strong love at the first time. meaning.

"It's so beautiful!" Le Tong looked at it slightly. "Is this ... is Mr. Su?"

"It's really pretty ..." Fu Yunjing said lowly.

Fu Yunjing removed the oil painting and picked up the glass fragments below: "... is this crystal?"

Hang Qing didn't speak.

"First prize in the International Youth Painting Competition?" Fu Yunjing shook the pieces in his hands: "Is it yours?"

Hang Qing nodded.

"It's amazing!" Le Tong sighed, "Mr. Su is really awesome ..." It was about a shock from that beautiful painting, and the fear and confusion that had just disappeared almost. Otherwise, no one would have the mood to praise Su Shishui.

Hang Qing pursed his lips, only smiling slightly.

They looked at him, and a thought flashed across their hearts-it really was thin-skinned.

Time was quiet in the corridor, and Ruan Yue asked lowly, "Should there be no more ghosts?"

"I remember a tea room on the third floor?" Fu Yunjing asked suddenly.

"Yes, come with me." Hang Qing turned around and led the way.

The other three were busy keeping up. However, Fu Yunjing extracted the oil painting from the frame, and rolled it up and put it in a carry-on bag.

When Hang Qing pushed the door of the tea room open, he heard a sound in his head: "The villain's favorability increased by ten." So fast? Hang Qing still can't figure out how to like Fu Yunjing's favorability. However, he knew that for a villain like Fu Yunjing, he couldn't rush forward.

The door opened and the lights followed.

The large tea room is simply furnished, and there is a tatami room for relaxation.

Le Tong watched this room unconsciously swallowed. If she hadn't seen a ghost, she would really like to live here longer. Such an old castle, if not so coincident this time, she would have been unable to live forever.

Fu Yunjing whispered, "Let's do it." Then he took over the work of making tea. His movements were familiar, as if he had made so many countless hands.

The black tea was so hot and discouraged that when it was distributed to everyone, everyone held the tea cup tightly and listened to the sound of the rain outside. Then they felt that the cold heart was gradually warmed up.

"Mr. Su is very calm. Have you ever encountered anything like this in the castle before?" Fu Yunjing leaned back against the sofa where Hang Qing was sitting, and whispered. His voice was slightly hoarse and it sounded very sexy. But putting such a voice on a villain would only be extremely dangerous.

Hang Qing put down the black tea in his hand.

He certainly didn't need to drink this stuff.

"Meet you." Hang Qing said.

"Did this ancient castle ever die? Or is there any legend?" Le Tong couldn't help asking. According to the normal routine, in a haunted place, something tragic must have happened, otherwise it has something to do with older legends.

Hang Qing shook his head: "I don't know."

No one would doubt that Hang Qing was lying. Everyone was silent for a while, and could not help thinking about what was hidden behind the castle.

Ruan Yue asked in a low voice: "Since it is so dangerous here, why don't we brave the rain to go down the mountain? Mr. Su should have an umbrella?" Ruan Yue is probably the one who is most afraid of ghosts.

"You can't go down the mountain." Hang Qing told them this cruel fact, "Such heavy rain will make the mountain road very slippery, and there may even be a landslide. Now going down the mountain is tantamount to death. Your mobile phone should now also be There is no signal. In the event of something going down the mountain, there is no way to call the rescue team. "

Ruan Yan's eyes circled red, and she murmured, "How can this be?"

By contrast, the female lead who looked more compact than her seemed much calmer.

"Don't be afraid, don't panic your own footsteps." Le Tong paused and said, "Did I not come to the mountains to gather the wind? Before I came, I knew this mountain, and at that time I knew there was a medieval wind on the mountain Of the castle. Who is the owner of this castle can not be found online. But the history of the castle can be found. "

"What is it?" Yin Jiayan asked.

Everyone else looked at Le Tong one after another, waiting for her to continue.

"This castle was built by a British couple. They named it Esborg and they lived here for a long time. The owner is very wealthy, he loves his wife, and he treasures many world treasures. The auction came to his wife and they were very loving. "

Nguyen Min is a little puzzled: "This story is nothing wrong ... Generally there are ghosts, shouldn't there be any tragic murders?"

"But there is another version of this story."

"What version?" The rest instinctively nervous, thinking that this version is probably the true story.

"The two were not husband and wife. The woman was snatched by the male master. He imprisoned the woman in the castle. The woman saw no hope and eventually committed suicide. When she committed suicide, she poisoned all the servants in the castle. Because they were all the accomplices of the male master. She lit a fire, and when the male master returned, she saw the dead servant and the woman screaming in the flame. The woman looked at the male master and made a poison curse. Let the male master never leave the castle, let him not survive or die, wake up in the morning, the body slowly rots, and return to normal the next day. She let the male master repeat this process forever, the entire castle must never peaceful."

"But there is no trace of this old castle being burned by fire." Yin Jiayan said.

"Yeah ... so, these two stories don't seem very reliable." Le Tong smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Su has heard such a story?" Ruan Yue asked.

Hang Qing shook his head: "You can look in the castle and see if you can find a clue."

Le Tong nodded, but his face was a little depressed. Tang: "Yes, we can find a clue!"

"Oh, by the way, this old castle has a name, but it's not called Eisberg, it's called Qiangweibao." Hang Qingdan said quietly.

"Roseburg?" Le Tong's face became weird. "No, Roseburg shouldn't be here. I used to like to collect strange stories. I've heard of Roseburg, Roseburg should be farther away. Place. Many people have died in Roseburg. The year before, just the previous year, the body was also dug out in Roseburg! It is said that every other year, the roseburger will dig out the body, but no one knows who the killer is, nor does it Why did the murderer commit such a crime? I heard that Rose Castle later made a haunt, and no one dared to approach ... "

Nguyen Xuan authentically said, "The two old castles have come together?"

"Is there anything else Mr. Su can provide?" Le Tong said looking over there.

The beautiful teenager did not know when he slept on the tatami. He closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Le Tong immediately closed his mouth, and when he spoke again, his voice was much lower: "Mr. Su's health is bad, isn't he tired? ... I don't know if I ask Mr. Su's origin, will he be angry."

"That trophy is his. Should I find the trophy winners online?"

Fu Yunjing laughed and said, "Did you forget? No signal."

Everyone took out their mobile phones and saw that there was no signal at all.

"It's better to wait for Mr. Su to wake up before asking him." Le Tong said and yawned: "I'm so sleepy. Let's all sleep for a while, everyone should be together, it should be okay."

Ruan Yue also yawned.

The two girls couldn't help falling asleep on the sofa first, but Yin Jiayan stared at the front without moving. It looks like he's staring at Hang Qing, and he's looking at the air. Fu Yunjing glanced at the sofa and smiled: "I won't squeeze with the girls." After speaking, Fu Yunjing walked to the tatami side and lay down naturally.

"The tatami is a bit small ..." Fu Yunjing said, and stretched out his arms to embrace Hang Qing's shoulder.

Yin Jiayan: "..."

Yin Jiayan sat on the sofa without moving.

Not knowing how long it had passed, he saw for a moment that the entire tea room had become run down. Fu Yunjing and Su Shishui seemed to be surrounded by dust and cobwebs. Yin Jiayan blinked quickly, and when she looked intently, the scene ceased to exist. It was the brain that deceived the eyes ... Yin Jiayan settled down, but couldn't help but looked at the teenager again.

The juvenile is too frail, and Fu Yunjing's tall body is even more vulnerable.

Why are there no security guards or servants here? To live in such an ancient castle, Su Shishui should not be short of money. But why is he alone here alone? Yin Jiayan couldn't help thinking of the oil painting. The young man alone in the flowers seemed to be lonely ... Yin Jiayan felt as if he had been stung by something, and immediately spread a distressed taste.

Yin Jiayan couldn't help but got up and walked out of the tea room. He walked to the place where the oil painting was hung before. The fragments are still scattered there, and the picture frame is there, but the painting is gone ... Yin Jiayan froze. Who was taken away? Or ... hell? Thinking of this, Yin Jiayan stunned unconsciously. What was he thinking about? Why did he come to see the painting?

Yin Jiayan turned back to the tea room.

Hang Qing had already broken Fu Yunjing's hands and sat up. When Yin Jiayan entered the door, he just hit Hang Qing and sat up.

Yin Jiayan unconsciously looked away, as if he had done something guilty.

"How come out alone?" Hang Qing asked him. With Yin Jiayan's stable character, he should not choose to act alone at such times.

Yin Jiayan feels more guilty. He opened his mouth and said dryly, "Go out and see the situation."

Hang Qing felt that this reason was untenable, but the male lead was not a villain, and it was meaningless for him to lie. Hang Qing thought about it and would no longer be entangled in this issue.

"Are you hungry?" Yin Jiayan changed the subject.

"Not hungry." The topic was blocked again.

There was a slight shock on Yin Jiayan's bland face, and it was embarrassing.

To see Yin Jiayan show such an expression, Hang Qing still felt a little surprised, he just said "not hungry", is there anything wrong? Or is Yin Jiayan actually hungry?

"I'll go to the vegetable garden with you." Hang Qing Road. Maybe Yin Jiayan didn't want to go alone. It's good to stay with him. After all, he is a ghost, and with him standing by Yin Jiayan, it is impossible for the male lead to lose his life early.

"Me too." Fu Yunjing's voice sounded behind him.

Hang Qing turned around to see that Fu Yunjing had sat up.

"No." Hang Qing immediately vetoed. "There are two girls left here."

Fu Yunjing chuckled: "Mr. Su, the gentleman ..." Obviously with a bit of jokes.

Hang Qing ignored him and only signaled Yin Jiayan to go out with him. Waiting in the garden, Yin Jiayan paused: "Have roses been planted here?"

"Correct."

The garden was deserted, and only the vegetable garden was full of vitality. It's hard to see, there used to be a large sea of ​​roses here.

The heavy rain slaps on the umbrella and slaps on the mud. Yin Jiayan glanced down at the wet trousers, and quickly turned to look at Hang Qing: "Don't come here, stand still. Your clothes will get dirty."

Hang Qing did not bother to move.

Do you know how troublesome a ghost is to be a person?

He stood there, watching Yin Jiayan digging vegetables, but Yin Jiayan abandoned the clean and tidy image of the noble son, holding two dishes in one hand, and came towards Hangzhou. After approaching, Yin Jiayan couldn't help looking at his muddy self, but he had a sense of foulness for no reason.

Hang Qing reached out to pick it up, Yin Jiayan blurted out: "Don't touch!"

"There is mud." Yin Jiayan quickly slowed down and added a sentence.

Hang Qing also withdrew his hand from the good.

However, he still had some doubts. In the hearts of these people, could he be a porcelain doll?

Hang Qing turned and walked forward. Yin Jiayan's eyes fell on his white nightgown, and he couldn't help asking: "Are you usually not changing clothes?"

"Change." Hang Qing asked him, "Yesterday it was black. Isn't it white today?"

Yin Jiayan was immediately arrested and could not refute.

"Is Mr. Su a painter?" Yin Jiayan had to change the subject.

"Ok."

The tranquil atmosphere was suddenly broken by a scream.

"There is something upstairs." Hang Qing said.

Yin Jiayan changed his face immediately. He dropped the vegetables in his hand and hurried upstairs. Lightning and thunder again outside the castle, the aisle became dark. Taking this as a cover, Hang Qing happily floated upstairs, and followed Yin Jiayan back to the third floor. Yin Jiayan didn't notice that there wasn't even a footstep behind her, but she always followed someone.

They entered the tea room.

Nguyen Yuan hugged Le Tong tightly, screaming again and again. Fu Yunjing stood alone, his face pale.

Yin Jiayan's complexion was also slightly white.

The walls of the tea room were crowded with countless faces. It was as if someone was behind the wall, and the wall was bulging out, drawing the outline of a human face. These faces are all of the nature of the walls, and on the pale and gray faces, they have extremely distorted looks, like the last unwilling struggle before dying.

Fu Yunjing Shen said: "I really can't help it ... I can't get so many faces with a big hammer ..."

"Run, run!" Le Tong shouted, breaking the atmosphere of stiffness caused by excessive fear.

Fu Yunjing turned around and ran, and Hang Qing also floated out. Yin Jiayan originally wanted to grab Hang Qing's hand, but he caught a vacancy. Yin Jiayan was embarrassed for a moment, and looking back, the two girls had been desperately running away. Yin Jiayan felt relieved and immediately ran out.

But those faces seemed to move from the wall, they kept running forward, those faces emerged from both sides of the corridor, the corridor was narrow, and those faces seemed to fall on them at any time.

Hang Ching-ton paused: "Go back, go back."

"What?" Fu Yunjing first heard his voice and raised an eyebrow in doubt.

"Those faces cannot be separated from the walls, and the corridor is narrow ..." Before Hang Qing's words, Fu Yunjing understood it, and he immediately turned around and shouted, "Don't run! Go back! Run back to the tea room! fast!"

Ruan Yue's mind is confused, but Le Tong is still rational. She pulls Ruan Yue back without thinking. Yin Jiayan was not stupid, and soon understood the truth, then quickly turned and ran back.

They soon returned to that tea room.

Faces appeared densely on the walls of the tea room, and people were scared and gagged.

But when they eased their fears and calmed their breaths, they felt that the scene in front of them was a little funny.

Those shy faces pushed forward desperately, as if they were to be eaten raw.

They squeeze, squeeze, squeeze--

But he was bound by the wall, as if he had stretched his hands but couldn't reach it.

Le Tong couldn't help but laugh first: "It didn't matter if I didn't run ... laughing to me, hey, that face is almost squeezing, and I feel bad, still can't squeeze out hahaha!"

Nguyen Xuan lowered her head and asked anxiously: "Will the human face also appear underground?"

"It doesn't matter if it comes out," Hang Qing said.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at him.

Hang Qingdao said lightly, "You can sit down."

"..."