The stingy father is too black: pick up a funny concubine

Chapter 971 Survival from Desperation (13)

As soon as they left, the house instantly disappeared without a trace, and there were only ghostly and creepy strange sounds.

On the carriage, Ou Ziyin patted Ou Ziqian in her arms, this child is so timid?He dared to yell at her before.

Outside the carriage, several Ghost Moon Sect disciples leaped slowly on the branches, exploring the way in front, four surrounded the carriage, and a dozen or so broke the road behind.

They still believe in the legends of ghosts and gods, because they have seen them with their own eyes more than ten years ago, and their master is now a fairy, how proud they are.

"My son's father, I think we should stop and leave after dawn." Ou Ziyin looked out worriedly, she always felt that something was following them all the time.

It's very unusual, they have nothing to do with each other, but they are the disciples of the Ghost Moon Sect, so they can't let their lives die in vain because of their mistakes.

"It's okay, I put white light on them, those unclean things can't touch them." Ou Zibaixuan knew what she was thinking without her needing to say more.

Ou Ziyin nodded, she believed in him, nothing would happen with him, and when the little guy in her arms fell asleep, she gently put her on the blanket.

Seeing her pink face, slightly pouted in her small mouth, her limbs clasped together, her small hands hugged together insecurely, and her small brows still slightly furrowed, Ou Ziyin smoothed her heart.

"Mother, we are surrounded by a black wall." Sitting in Ou Zi Baixuan's arms, eating candied haws, Ou Zichen said calmly, as if he was not afraid at all.

The corner of Ou Ziyin's mouth twitched, he raised his forehead and said, "Son, where did you get the candied haws?"

The daughter was scared to death, and the son was so calm that he couldn't be more calm. Ou Ziyin doubted that these two little guys were really born in the same birth, and she couldn't find any resemblance except their faces.

The younger sister is timid, but stubborn, and the son is quiet, sometimes just like a little adult, but sometimes just funny.

"Mother, the candied haws in my hand are not the point, the point is that we are surrounded, okay!" Ou Zichen put down the candied haws, not calm now.

Surrounded, how do I get out?

"It's okay, the enemy doesn't move, we don't move, just serve as our bodyguards, let us sleep peacefully." Ou Ziyin chuckled, the carriage glowed white, and the black walls around it retreated dozens of steps away.

The five Ghost Moon Sect disciples stood on the carriage, looking around vigilantly, while the others formed a circle around the carriage. Looking at the black wall around them, they were shocked.

They have seen all kinds of scenes, but they really haven't seen them in Ghost Hit the Wall, and they haven't drunk water for a day, and now they don't pee at all.

"Regardless of them, you all should sleep next to the carriage, and remember not to leave the carriage for half a step." Ou Zibaixuan's lazy tone was transmitted from the carriage.

What a piece of crap, one night, people can't sleep well...

He gave an order, and the disciples of the Ghost Moon Sect immediately leaned on the carriage and fell asleep, obeying unconditionally.

On the top of the forest, in the dark night, a dark cloud gathered, and a person was suspended. She was holding a piece of white jade porcelain in her hand. The white jade porcelain was crystal clear and free of debris, and even reflected a white light in the dark night.

A group of black mist swirled under her feet. The person was dressed in a gray dress and held a beard in her hand. She looked about five or forty years old, and her eyes were fixed on the carriage under the forest like fire.

(End of this chapter)