"When did he disappear?" Ji Chang stood in place and looked around, but except for the huge labyrinth full of forks in the road, he couldn't find the slightest shadow of Jingwu.

Bei Ran said anxiously: "I don't know, he has been following behind just now, and he is gone at this time." ”

Ji Changkong silently recited a mantra and tried to use a psychic voice to talk to Jingwu. Not surprisingly, there was no movement over there, let alone Jingwu jumping out to answer a word.

Bei Ran said again: "Why don't we go back and find him." ”

Ji Changkong pulled up Bei Ran, "No need, he's such an adult, he can take care of himself, let's go first." With that, he turned around and took Bei Ran and embarked on another road.

Although Jingwu usually looks unreliable, when it comes to the critical moment, he is not ambiguous at all when it comes to handling things. In such a situation, if he really encounters any danger, he will definitely be able to cope with it.

It's the North Dye, she is a mortal fetus in the flesh at this time, she has no spiritual power to protect her body, she can't see through it when she encounters monsters, she can't beat it when she encounters enemies, if she encounters something unexpected because she goes back to Jingwu, then it really outweighs the loss.

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, but the temperature in the air seems to be rising, and the further you go, the hotter it feels. Bei Ran tugged at his neckline slightly, breathed himself, and said, "Sir, do you feel very hot?" ”

Ji Changkong said: "Hot? How so? ”

Kitazan said: "No? But I really feel so hot. With that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Ji Chang turned his head to look at her, she was really hot, her little face was so hot that she was red, and her forehead was tired with a dense layer of fine sweat. His attention, however, was not on her.

Just half a step away from Bei Ran's side, a female ghost in red clothes and hair stood with a brazier, blood spilling from her mouth but still smiling at him.

It's good that she doesn't laugh, at best, it's ugly, but when she laughs, it's a twelve-point hideousness.

Seeing Ji Changkong looking at her, the female ghost in red sent the brazier in her hand and grinned, "Childe, cross the brazier?" When she opened her mouth, the blood in her mouth was dripping down, and she looked very mad.

Bei Ran wiped the sweat on his forehead, saw Ji Changkong's eyes gathered elsewhere, and turned his head in the direction he was looking, and said, "Sir, what are you looking at?" ”

Ji Changkong was one step ahead of her, pulled her over, pressed her head into his arms, and then struck out with a palm, directly beating the female ghost to the point of distraction. Then he said, "Nothing." Is it still hot? ”

Bei Ran poked his head out of his arms and whispered, "It's not hot." "The truth is, it's getting hotter. Especially the root of the ear, which is so hot that it looks like a fever.

In order to prevent any more imps from taking the opportunity to sneak to Bei Ran's side, Ji Changkong let her walk side by side with her, and her clenched hand never let go.

Bei Ran followed Ji Changkong, because of his sudden hug, his violently beating heart, could not be calmed down for a long time. Through her chest, she could clearly hear her "thumping" heartbeat.

When her body temperature dropped slightly, her heartbeat finally eased a little. And at that moment, she heard something else mixed in with the sound of her own heartbeat in the silent environment.

Her heart was tight and she didn't dare to speak, so she had to shake Ji Changkong's hand with her hand and remind, "Sir......"

Ji Changkong also shook her like that, and replied, "I heard it, don't be afraid." ”

I don't know when, behind them, followed by a man.

In fact, I can't be sure whether it is a person or not, the footsteps of hurrying and hurrying, one heavy and one shallow, like a shrewd and strong young man, and like an old man who is already dying, intricate and difficult to distinguish.

Bei Ran carried a heart, and did not dare to make a sound, listening carefully to the footsteps on the road behind him that were getting closer and closer. Ji Changkong pulled her and quietly quickened her pace.

But they are fast, and the footsteps are fast. In the end, Ji Changkong directly pulled Bei Ran up, ran to a fork in the road ahead, he flashed a little, took Bei Ran together, and hid in a darkness.

It's a small corner in the labyrinth, and it's a dead end, and there's only one entrance where they enter. Such a place, in some cases, is extremely unfavorable for those who have fled. Entering here is equivalent to being forced into a corner, and there is no chance to escape.

But in the eyes of Ji Changkong at this time, this is undoubtedly a good place to hide. It was pitch black all around, and the faint light from the outside could not enter, and naturally no one else could see it. Even if something was found, there was only one entrance in front of him, which would make it easier for him to kill them. Hokuran hid behind him, and there would be no danger. It's much better than running around on the road outside and being hit from all sides.

Bei Dye was pressed against the wall by Ji Changkong, and he didn't dare to say a word. The footsteps outside were still approaching, and soon they were coming to the little corner where they were, and she took a deep breath, secretly asking the gods for their blessing.

Fortunately, the footsteps that penetrated into people's hearts, after lingering for a moment in the place separated from them by a wall, quickly walked away, and did not stop here. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Changkong put down his hand propped up on the wall, giving Bei Ran a little more space. Just now, he used his body to completely block her in such a posture and protect her on his chest.

He looked down at her, and saw that she was also looking up at him, and the frightened pink on her little face had not completely faded. He smiled slightly, leaned over to her ear, and whispered, "I am God." There is no need to ask for help. ”

When Beiran heard this, she was frightened and took a step back, but she forgot that there was no way back, and the back of her head hit the stone wall, making her grin in pain.

Ji Changkong pulled her back into his arms, rubbed her head for her, and reproached: "Why are you so careless." ”

Bei Ran completely ignored the pain in his head, and his mind was all on Ji Changkong's words, and he couldn't believe it: "Sir, you just said that you are ......"

Ji Changkong smiled: "Seeing that you are too scared, just kidding." ”

Only then did Bei Ran put the heart back in his stomach and complained: "This joke is not funny at all. ”

After Ji Changkong smiled lightly, he stopped talking, and kept his eyes drifting behind him, beware of something coming out from behind.

Beiran leaned on him quietly, with a lot of thoughts, looking up at him from time to time, wanting to speak and stopping, and finally couldn't help but speak. "Sir." ”

Ji Changkong: "Huh? ”

"Did something happen when I was asleep?"

Ji Changkong was apprehensive in his heart, thinking that she remembered what happened in Zhang's Mansion that night, and just wanted to ask her which one she was referring to, Bei Ran hooked his neck with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and dropped a kiss on his lips, saying, "It's like this." ”