Wei Ling was frightened by this turn of events and was a little panicked. Her face turned slightly pale because of the fear of death.
Isn't there no way to survive? !
Wei Ling held Song Yizhi's arm tightly, and his trembling voice revealed the fear of death, "I, are we going to die here?"
Song Yizhi shook his head and spoke slowly, "Look at Bai Wu."
When Wei Ling heard this, he looked around and saw the white mist... stopped? !
"Stop, stop?!" Wei Ling's voice rose higher, with disbelief and excitement in his fearful eyes.
Song Yizhi nodded, looking at Wei Ling who was beaming with joy, he couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water, "Don't be happy too early."
In this situation, it is better to be calm and rational.
Wei Ling suppressed his excitement and happiness and calmed down.
Looking at the calm Song Yizhi, Wei Ling couldn't help but say, "You, how could you..."
Knowing what Wei Ling was going to ask, Song Yizhi said warmly, "I don't have the ability to predict things, but this place is full of weirdness. I think it would be better to stay put."
Wei Ling nodded, becoming more aware of Song Yizhi's calmness and rationality.
If Song Yizhi hadn't been so calm, if he had really left her and ran over, I'm afraid he would have turned into a skeleton by now.
As the crowd stopped squeezing each other, the death on the other side of the gate of Peony Tower stopped.
But the skeletons hanging high on top of one another at the door looked quite horrifying.
The monks who were still alive hurried away from the door, fearing that they would turn into bones in the next second.
The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and depression enveloped everyone.
"Squeak——"
The vermilion door was slowly opened.
The door opened, and no one knew what would come out. Those people backed away in fear, but behind was a man-eating white mist, and they had no way to retreat.
"Oops~ I'm so rude, I'm so rude." A charming voice sounded, and the woman in a red dress walked to the door with a lot of steps.
She was leaning against the doorframe, her eyes as charming as silk and as lazy as a cat.
Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes.
This face was so familiar to her.
Many men who were fascinated by the beautiful woman who suddenly appeared looked a bit coveted, but in this dangerous situation, those men still tried to stay vigilant.
The woman raised her hand to reveal a slender, white arm. She waved her arm slightly, and the skeleton hanging high disappeared without a trace.
This move made the living monks even more frightened.
Looking at the monk whose face was full of fear and vigilance, she curved her red lips and showed a satisfied smile, and then said, "Please come in~"
As she spoke, she raised her slender hand in a gesture of invitation.
The charming and gentle voice fell, and no one dared to move.
The cannibalism at the gate of Peony Tower is still vivid in their minds, they don’t want to die!
The woman frowned, looking a little unhappy.
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand and pulled Wei Ling towards the gate.
Wei Ling once again experienced Song Yizhi's strength.
As soon as she moved, the white mist behind her started to move.
When Wei Ling was dragged away, he looked back at Bai Wu and saw that Bai Wu was agitated again, his voice panicked, "Moving again and again! Song Yizhi and Bai Wu moving again!"
Song Yizhidou didn't look back. She held Xiao Xizi with one hand and pulled Wei Ling's arm with the other as she walked inside, "So we have to go in."
Out of trust in Song Yizhi, Wei Ling stopped struggling and followed Song Yizhi inside.
Lan Minjun and Rong Yan followed him in unison.
Seeing that Bai Wu continued to narrow the area, the surviving monks did not dare to enter the gate, let alone retreat. They were in a dilemma.
They looked at the white mist getting closer and closer, and saw the two female cultivators walking forward. Finally, they started to move forward with the mentality of dying together.
Some monks who were afraid of death rushed forward and even pushed Song Yizhi and Wei Ling aside.
Wei Ling supported Song Yizhi and looked at the monk who rushed forward with a cold look in his eyes.
Are you rushing to reincarnate? !
However, when those monks rushed forward and crossed the threshold with one foot, they instantly turned into white bones hanging high.
The other monks quickly stopped and stood still, refusing to take another step.
In an instant, despair surged into everyone's hearts.
Wei Ling was so frightened by this turn of events that he quickly grabbed Song Yizhi and told her not to go any further.
The woman looked at the several corpses that were hung up again, sighed helplessly, and then said to the others, "Go in one by one."
Song Yizhi turned around and said to Wei Ling, "Don't be afraid. As long as it's not crowded, it'll be fine."
Wei Ling looked at the door. In her eyes, that door was like a life-threatening door.
Seeing that Wei Ling refused to move, Song Yizhi stretched out his hand, half dragging, half dragging her over.
After crossing the door, Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still fine.
The other monks looked at the white mist that was about to come over and quickly moved towards the door of the Peony Building, but they had learned their lesson and did not dare to push anymore.
Just when Song Yizhi was about to go in, the woman leaning at the door suddenly reached out and grabbed her.
Wei Ling shook his head and grabbed Song Yizhi with his backhand, trying to pull her out of the woman's hands.
"It's okay." Song Yizhi handed the little Xizi in his arms to Wei Ling and said, "Go in first and find a place to sit. I'll be here soon."
The furry little Xizi fell into Wei Ling's arms. Wei Ling was afraid of dropping the little lion, so he could only hold it with both hands.
Seeing Song Yizhi's calm look, Wei Ling hesitated for a while, and finally could only walk in with Xiao Xizi in his arms.
The woman's direct gaze fell on Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi turned to meet the woman's eyes.
After looking at each other for a while, the woman raised her hand and placed her warm fingers on Song Yizhi's face, stroking her flawless white skin. "You are so beautiful."
"I know." Song Yizhi said.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was not modest, the woman laughed.
Suddenly, the woman leaned forward slightly and leaned towards Song Yizhi's ear, her voice was as charming as bones, "My name is Mudan."
"My name is..." Song Yizhi prepared to return the favor and report to his family.
Mudan raised her hand and pressed it against Song Yizhi's lips, blocking her unfinished words. She said, "Your name is Shaoyao, I know."
Song Yizhi, who was forced to change his name, did not speak again.
Okay, peony is peony, as long as she is happy.
Mudan let go of Song Yizhi and motioned for her to come in too.
Song Yizhi nodded slightly, and then walked inside while arranging his robe.
Seeing Song Yizhi walking in safe and sound, Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
When Song Yizhi sat down, Wei Ling returned Xiao Xizi to her.
Xiao Xizi nuzzled into Song Yizhi's arms, looking very satisfied.
Sure enough, it still prefers the embrace of this adult!
After a while, the monks came in.
Peony raised her hand and lightly tapped her cheek, with a meaningful look on her face.
Then, she turned around and walked in, her red sleeves raised slightly, and the heavy door closed.
"bump."
The low sound of the door closing fell on everyone's hearts, and unknown fear spread.
Except for Song Yizhi, everyone looked serious and prepared.
Peony twisted her slender waist and walked to the middle stage. She was lazy and casual. She even fiddled with the red gauze and bead curtains when she went up the steps.
When she walked onto the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on her.
