After understanding this layer, Ye Yangcheng had no choice but to shake his head and give up. He intuition told him that if this guy didn't reveal his breath on his own initiative, he would probably be useless even if he turned over the entire Blue House. Since that's the case, it would be better to leave openly and see his fate in the future.

After taking a look at the Blue House, Ye Yangcheng did not hesitate any more and took a step directly.

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The sound appeared more than ten miles away, and disappeared without a trace with just a few flashes.

And less than a minute after Ye Yangcheng left, the faint mysterious aura once again filled every corner of the Blue House.

If someone could see some mysterious phenomena at this time, he would definitely find that in the back garden of the Presidential Residence of Blue House, a rusty swing surrounded by village wood was automatically swinging back and forth, making chilling squeaks.

At the same time, after he looked closely, he would see that on this autumn long rope, there was a little girl seven or eight years old, with a pink and jade-like appearance. She was wearing a white dress and there was an unbearable, bright red dot on the center of her eyebrows.

At this time, she was holding the rusty iron chain with both hands, sitting on the wooden band, shaking back and forth, her big and bright eyes were looking straight in the direction where Ye Yangcheng left. The pink little face was Gu Jing Bubo, as if she could not cry or laugh, and her dullness made people feel strange.

"Can it be him?" The little girl's voice sounds nice, as light as a lark, but her ancient Jingbubu can even be said to be dull, but it is incompatible with this agile voice. When the two are combined, it will give people a very conflicting feeling, just like you have to arrange a shemale without a lower body and a beautiful woman in the same bed, which is quite puzzling.

However, it was barely seen from her eyes that she seemed to be thinking about something.

"Who? Who is inside?!., Qiugan's shaking sound aroused the alert of a guard passing by Qiugan's path. He pulled out his pistol from the meal room and pointed the dark muzzle at this small village forest where few people usually enter, with a look of vigilance.

He asked in a low voice, but no sound came from the woods. He suppressed the fear in his heart, carefully held up his pistol and entered the woods step by step.

However, when he walked through the village tree and appeared on the small open space, he could not see anything except some weeds. Not to mention a little girl, even the autumn cadre disappeared.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the guard frowned and patted the back of his head, thinking that he had hallucinations, and left the woods with a swaying sway.
Chapter completed!