The Witch Who Fell from the Sky: The heroine is going crazy and killing again!

Bai Sinan took a deep breath and flicked his fingertips lightly, and the flame instantly ignited the broken talisman paper.

"Squeak-"

The rusty city gate axis made a harsh groan, and the smell of decay and gloom was overwhelming. But strangely, not only were the lights in the city bright, but the buildings were also well preserved, the streets were clean and dust-free, and there were even unrotten fruits on the stalls.

"There's actually no damage at all in this place? It's totally incompatible with the city wall outside!" Yan Jinan said in disbelief.

Bai Sinan did not answer. She raised her foot, and the sole of her boot made a clear "click" sound on the bluestone slab, which was particularly harsh in the dead silent street.

Bai Qi followed closely behind: "Let's go in too."

The entire city was shrouded in an eerie silence, with only the sound of people's footsteps echoing, each one clear and piercingly clear.

Fang Jili rubbed his arms and muttered in a low voice: "Hiss, why do I feel so cold?" The white air he exhaled quickly condensed and dissipated in the air, "I always feel something is wrong..."

Gu Junhao glanced at him sideways and said in a cold voice: "Do you want a robe?"

"Forget it, I feel like it's useless to put it on." Fang Jili shook his head and looked around subconsciously, "This cold seems to be different from usual."

Bai Sinan suddenly stopped and said in a voice as light as falling snow: "What's the difference?"

Fang Jili was startled by her question, his Adam's apple rolled: "Just..." He raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, his voice unconsciously lowered, "It's like countless pairs of eyes are staring at my back, and the chill seeps directly from the bottom of my heart."

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in from the entrance of the alley, and the lanterns hanging from the shops on the street suddenly swayed, casting mottled, swaying light and shadows.

"Lower your head!"

Following Bai Sinan's sharp shout, several black shadows suddenly swooped down from the eaves! Fang Jili only felt a gust of cold wind passing over his head, and a few strands of broken hair slowly fell. He staggered back two steps, and his back hit the hard wall.

"What the hell is this?!" Fang Jili's voice changed. After the shadows landed, they seeped into the bluestone like ink, leaving only a few sticky black stains.

Bai Qi sent out a stream of spiritual power, and the black stain immediately made a "sizzling" corrosion sound when it came into contact with the light spiritual power.

"It's an evil spirit." Ye Minglan said in a deep voice.

"Then, then what should we do?" An Liuyan was not very timid to begin with, and seeing this situation, he was so frightened that he held on tightly to Hua Lingyue beside him.

Hua Lingyue was also a little nervous, but she still managed to comfort them, saying, "These evil spirits are not very strong. We may still be able to fight them..."

Before he finished speaking, the lantern light suddenly turned into a strange green, and the shadows of the entire long street began to twist and wriggle. Children's laughter came from afar, but there was no one in sight. In the window of a cloth shop, the dolls that had been motionless suddenly turned their heads and stared at them with eyes made of buttons.

Yan Jinan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his teeth chattering uncontrollably: "Did we...break into a ghost town?"

"Idiot, didn't you know that this was the territory of evil before we came in?" Cao Wenyu stood in front of him, took out his sword and was ready for battle, but he didn't forget to talk back at him.

"It's coming." Bai Sinan whispered.

Yan Jinan was a little confused: "What?"

In response, there was a distorted suona sound. The festive tune was stretched out to be long and hoarse. Then a big red sedan came into view. The copper bells hanging on the four corners of the sedan kept shaking as it moved, and the tinkling sound echoed throughout the city.

The strangest thing was that the toes of the four "people" carrying the sedan were three inches off the ground, their pale faces were painted with exaggerated blush, and the corners of their mouths were all stretched to their ears, revealing their dark gums.

Wherever the sedan passed, dark red liquid oozed out from the bluestone slabs, like a winding path of blood, slowly spreading to the feet of the crowd.

The powerful feeling of oppression made everyone forget to think for a short time, until Bai Sinan shouted, everyone came back to their senses.

"run!"