After eliminating the last suspicion on Zhu Zhu, there was only one reason why the little spider spirit appeared in front of Su Yin:

Hold your thighs.

The xylophone's thighs were still very thick, and Zhu Zhu hugged her thighs completely based on her sense of smell, and Su Yin was convinced. The snow spider was indeed against the will of heaven.

Perhaps because he was too tired of talking, the little spider said singly, and then he lay on the water with a "thump", his eight claws spread out, but there were bubbles occasionally appearing at the tip of the red jade.

It feels like he is angry.

Su Yin was a little surprised and asked softly: "Zhu Zhu, are you cold? Do you want me to add some hot water to you?"

The little spider said in a delicate voice: "Zhu Zhu is not cold, Zhu Zhu is just a little tired."

After saying that, "Ahhhh--" After a long yawn, a series of small bubbles suddenly popped up from the water.

I stopped acting cute, I looked really tired.

"Then you have a rest." Su Yin smiled.

Zhu Zhu said obediently, "Thank you," and turned over, his belly facing up, his eight legs spread softly, and he never moved to change.

Su Yin found it interesting. She lowered her eyebrows and looked at her for a while. Seeing that her belly was still rising and falling regularly, she seemed to be sleeping quite heavily, and she couldn't help but smile.

The night wind blew by, and a few petals floated into the house from outside the window, bringing a ray of coolness.

Su Yin got up and walked to the window, closed the half-open window sash, leaving only a thin slit wide finger.

The wind was still a little cold at night. Although Ling Nian's body was not afraid of cold and heat, Su Yin was still afraid of the little fairy catching a cold.

After cutting the candle flowers on the table, Su Yin was sleepy for a moment and lifted the curtain out of the house.

The rain was still not resting, and the water droplets leaked from the broken eaves, which was denser than just now, but the wind was smaller. The old apricots at the corner of the courtyard stretched out their branches in the night, and the wet fragrance of flowers was like tangled vines, and they were everywhere in the cracks of the walls and in the soil.

Su Yinli was tidying up her thoughts by the door.

After saying so much to the little spider spirit, she asked all the questions she could, and she thought about everything she should think about. The next thing she had to do was nothing more than two things:

First, wait for the sea of ​​stars and mist to refine thousands of eyes.

If it can be completely refined, it is the best. If it fails, it must be at least more than half of it. Only in this way can Su Yin be sure to deal with the bastard.

Second... Hey, it seems that there is no second.

Su Yin scratched her chin.

Indeed, she had only the first thing she could do now, and nothing else was left.

Why did this chat with Zhu Zhu make his brain stupid?

Su Yin thought about it for a while, but after not understanding it, she stopped thinking about it.

This does not mean that she gave up thinking, she was just tired.

From yesterday to tonight, everything she experienced was not only bizarre, but also sinister. It was already a miracle that her little heart could still be pounding.

Emptying your thoughts is also a kind of practice.

After finding a reason for the dazed self, Su Yin leaned on the door frame with confidence, and thought nothing in her mind, and she was blank.

I don't know how long it took, but she gradually realized something was wrong.

Too quiet.

The sound of rain gradually became quiet, the wind stopped, and the Xinghua Lane was as quiet as a tomb, and there was no sound at all.

How could it be so quiet?

Su Yin remembered that there were several cats stationed in Xinghua Lane for many years. At this time, they would always make some noise, and there were many wild dogs in the nearby alleys, and they would occasionally bark.

However, Su Yin could not hear any sound at this moment. There was only pure silence in the distant alleys.

She quickly turned back to the house.

The dim candlelight gathered around the piano desk, and half a cup of clear water was left in the pottery cup. The small water surface rippled slightly due to Su Yinzhi's movements.

Zhu Zhu is gone.

"Zhu Zhu, Zhu Zhu."

Su Yin called out twice with her thoughts.

No response.

The little fairy who was yawning in the pottery cup not long ago seemed to have never appeared.

In this time and space, in today's Xiaofang County, who else can take Zhu Zhu away silently?

A cold air suddenly rushed to the back of his heart, and the huge sense of crisis made Su Yin's hair stand upside down and his hands were slightly twitching.

She looked up suddenly.

I don’t know who pushed the window sash to the biggest, but the point where I saw it was a gray branch, and there were no more apricot blossoms on the branches.

Su Yin pursed her lips and walked over and gently touched the branch.

The dead branches scattered on the ground like broken catkins, turning into black and gray.

"Click", a light sound suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

Su Yin's face turned stern, and she supported the window frame with one hand and turned out the window.

After washing the marrow and hair, her body was light and powerful, and she seemed to have a support between lifting and lying. When she came to the yard, she looked left and right, her feet were tilted, and she jumped onto the old apricot.

The "squeaking" sound came from the feet. The originally thick apricot tree was so fragile that it seemed to be unable to bear Su Yin's weight. The flowers on the apricot tree were completely decayed, and the fallen flowers were all turned into dust.

Su Yin held her breath and looked out the wall.

The dark heads filled the deep alleys.

It was the neighbors living in Xinghua Lane, Su Yintai was half aware of it. At this moment, they were all crowded in the alley and slowly walked forward. Most of them were wearing single clothes, as if they were forced to pull out in their sleep, and some didn't even wear socks. They just stepped barefoot on the wet and cold mud, no one made a sound, and even the sound of footsteps seemed to be swallowed by the night.

The whole world is dead silent.

Su Yin stared at them blankly.

Everyone's face was abnormally blue-gray, his movements were stiff, and he was like a doll. Several people's heads were leaning back or leaning forward in strange postures, with black and red liquid flowing on their bodies.

A faint smell of blood spread in the air.

"Crack", another light sound came. Su Yin looked in the sound and saw Zhu Liu walking under the wall, with black threads behind her head wrapped around her neck. Her head tilted to the side, and the broken neck bones spurted out the skin. The black blood instantly covered her half of her body. But strangely, she was still walking forward, as if she was not feeling pain.

"Click, crack", the sound of light sounds came out one after another, and two more people's heads tilted aside. Su Yin recognized that one of them was Chen Kuaishou.

Just yesterday, he was talking and chatting with Wei Kuaishou in the street. At this moment, his head was hanging aside and his chest was no longer breathing.

Su Yin Fushu's hands were trembling slightly, and cold sweat had already soaked her clothes.

Above the Zhenwu Temple, thick black clouds were like a huge spider web, sweeping around quickly. All colors and sounds were grabbed by the thick black, and there was a hint of coldness in the wind.

"call--"

The fishy storm blew on the face, mixed with a cold breath, and Su Yin couldn't help but shivered.

"Qi Refiner?"

A man's whisper came from the dark, as if he was surprised, and then turned into a faint smile:

"It's exactly what I want."

As the words fell, the sky suddenly lit up, and the black giant sword suddenly split the thick clouds. Above the black clouds, the blood moon was hanging high, and the bloody moonlight reflected the sword tip of the black blood dripping, and a trembling breath hit the door.
Chapter completed!