Although Shang Tianxiang couldn't see anything clearly, after hearing the sound of this cold shadow shaking, she suddenly felt an inexplicable tremble, and her body, which was already delicate and slender enough, was even more shaky, and then, one of them, just fell into Lan Yutang's arms.

In fact, Shang Tianxiang is not a very timid woman, and in many cases, her courage is even greater than that of some men.

The reason why she is like this now is probably because of the strange atmosphere in this broken temple, not to mention her, even Lan Yutang has a little numb scalp.

When she saw the white-faced and green-shirted young man looking at the wall, she couldn't help but stutter, and besides, she seemed to stutter very badly.

She pointed to the mottled wall, looked at the white-faced and green-shirted young man, and said: Could it be ...... Could it be ...... Your master is ...... At...... Where is it?

The white-faced and green-shirted young man still didn't say a word, didn't even look at her, just stared intently at the wall just now, with a serious and holy expression on his face.

At this moment, although Lan Yutang's eyes were still a little blurry, he had gradually adapted to the gloomy atmosphere emanating from this ruined temple.

He sneaked a few glances out of the doorway, and was surprised to find that all kinds of trees were planted around the courtyard of this ruined temple.

Some of them can be named, some of them can't, and although there are many kinds of trees, they are densely packed all over the entire courtyard, but they do not look chaotic at all.

They seem to be arranged according to a certain group and arrangement very randomly, as if they are deliberately arranged according to a certain formation.

The different parts of this formation, planted with different trees, different trees, representing different elements, suddenly seem nothing special, but when you go deep into it, you can feel a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, probably this is the external power of the formation.

Although it is now the late autumn season, the trees in the courtyard are still verdant and lush, and under the cover of this boundless night, the shadows of the trees are swaying in the wind, as if countless eerie hands are stretching out towards the vast sky.

Maybe it was because the Gu poison on his body began to attack again, or maybe it was because this formation had taken effect after the two strangers stepped in, when Lan Yutang landed his gaze on these trees, his eyes, which had already begun to be clear, began to blur again.

Not only did his eyes become blurry, but even his heartbeat became faster, and his chest felt like an invisible boulder pressing against him, unable to breathe or breathe.

Perhaps, the formation made of trees is like a parasitic puppet, and it has the reason to control people's minds.

Thinking of this, Lan Yutang's heart was suddenly shocked, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, held his breath, calmed down, and didn't dare to look at those trees again.

The three of them were stunned like this.

Shang Tianxiang looked at Lan Yutang with a sudden change in expression, Lan Yutang looked at the young man with a white face and a green shirt, and the young man with a white face and a green shirt looked at the wall, as if waiting for the call or command of the people inside.

The air inside seemed to be suddenly drained by something, and the three of them seemed to be suddenly frozen by some inexplicable coldness.

No one spoke, no one moved, all the people were waiting for something.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a strange sound from the wall that the white-faced and green-shirted young man had been facing, like the sound of talking, like the sound of walking, and like the sound of radio waves coming from the mouth of a bat to explore the way when it was flying.

And what kind of voice was that, Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang didn't understand very well, the two looked at each other, and then looked at the white-faced and green-shirted young man together.

At this time, the young man's mouth moved, and he made the same sound.

Perhaps, this is a code that these people have agreed in advance to represent a certain meaning, or like an order from the owner of the inside to allow the man in yellow to start talking.

When all the voices stopped again, I saw that the young man with a white face and a green shirt suddenly turned around, arched his hand at Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang, and said: The master has been waiting inside for a long time, two please.

As he spoke, he bowed slightly, spread his right hand outward, and made a "please" gesture.

However, Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang were still stunned, and no one moved.

They didn't even mean to move at all, they just stared intently at the white-faced and green-shirted young man, as if they felt a little incredible.

The white-faced and green-shirted young man seemed to have seen the doubts in their hearts, turned his back to them, and coldly "hummed", and said, "Do you think" that this place is very much like a tomb?

Although Shang Tianxiang's eyes still couldn't see clearly, his head could barely move.

After hearing this, she couldn't help but shake her head, and then, tightening her body, like an overly frightened little girl, said in a deep voice: This place is even more terrible than a grave.

The white-faced green-shirted young man moved his gaze from the opposite wall, glanced at her, and then, showing a strange and unpredictable smile, said coldly: Are you scared?

Shang Tianxiang's head was still shaking.

At this moment, she seemed to be unable to do anything except shake her head, and said: I'm not afraid, I'm just scared to death, since I'm so scared, and I'm a woman, can I not go in?

The smile of the white-faced green-shirted young man was even more weird at this time, and his originally clear and cold eyes suddenly turned as green as his clothes.

When he looked Shang Tianxiang up and down, that green eye suddenly turned into the greedy and fierce light of the owl when he saw the dead body, and said coldly:

Actually, it's not okay not to go in, but the premise is that you first give me your head and let me bring it in.

Hearing this, Shang Tianxiang was like a female cat who had been stepped on by her tail, and she jumped up all of a sudden, but her figure flashed suddenly and fell to the ground.

At this time, perhaps because of the diffusion of the gossip skeleton pattern, the strong burning sensation had sucked all the true power and physical strength out of her body.

When she stood under Lan Yutang's support, she was still a little reluctant, but now, when she suddenly jumped up again, it was inevitable that she would fall.

She fell to the ground like a real blind man, groped around, and then shouted at the man in yellow: Let you take the head in, or I might as well go in myself.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, Lan Yutang smiled bitterly, and then bent down to help her up, but he himself was also sore and weak, so when he supported Shang Tianxiang, he was also a little difficult.

But in the end, he finally helped her up, and said lightly: If you are told to go in, you will go in, why do you shout so much, do you see it, you fall.

Hearing this, Shang Tianxiang "snorted" fiercely, and then turned to look at the white-faced and green-shirted young man, and then at Lan Yutang, and said in an indignant tone:

You think I want to jump, and I don't want to, but if you listen to what he just said, that's a human thing, and if you don't go in, you have to let him put my head in it.

Speaking of this, he seemed to be even more angry, and said in a very unreasonable tone peculiar to women: If I have to go in, and if I have to let you put your head in, what can you do with me?