At this time, the second-lived ink lord god looked at the bottle and sighed with great regret.

So... It's important to learn ancient characters well!

If the middle-aged man had read more Xiuzhen Encyclopedia and less Xiuzhen Entertainment on weekdays, he would not have regarded her as a red-clothed ghost.

Obviously, she won't die!

Although it was true that for the sake of the performance just now, she ate all the poison with great professionalism and died for a while, but she could live in seconds, and she was resurrected after the performance.

It's just that Su Mo didn't expect that when she woke up, the protagonist of the filming was replaced by a middle-aged man, who was abusing Nanxi, so she kindly gave the middle-aged man the protagonist of half of the play, and played a red-clothed senior sister herself.

Who knows, the middle-aged man is no longer acting, and he has to go to the world of Heavenly Tribulation to stay, what a waste of expression.

Putting down the empty bottle, Su Mo looked to the side, and when he saw the two people who had fallen asleep, he couldn't help but rub his eyebrows: "You two were actually stunned? I really don't know if I should say that you two are brave... Still not brave?"

Obviously, both of them were scared to death, but neither of them would run away, it was really... Timid and courageous.

After glancing at the two of them, Su Mo finally sat down on the chair and moved his gaze to the side, staring at a dark corner......

After half a ring, she smiled, "You're the only one left." ”

Suddenly, the electric light gradually concentrated around Su Mo, illuminating Su Mo's entire appearance clearly, and there was no more ghostly aura like a red-clothed senior sister just now.

She leaned on the buttress of the chair with one hand, leaned slightly sideways, supported her head with her fists, and leaned back on the chair with her knees and legs crossed, and her red coat was draped over the black coat worn by the previous teenager.

This look is the ruler of King's Landing.

And in the next moment, the light of thunder illuminated the entire space very brightly, and I saw that the place where Su Mo was sitting was the corridor on the third floor of Su Jiahe's house.

As for the cold eyes of the Lord of Ink, a small figure crept to the top of the stairs with a blue schoolbag on his back...

Because the light came suddenly, the little figure paused, and turned his head to look at Su Mo in fright.

At this glance, I saw a trace of softness flashing in Su Mo's eyes.

Su Mo was shallow and said very calmly: "If you walk out from here, you won't be able to live." You became a spirit because of my aura, if you leave the Su family and leave me, you will dissipate. The ghost path you have cultivated is not profound, and it cannot support your continued existence at all. ”

Su Mo's words seemed to be talking to someone he knew.

And the little figure leaning on the side of the stairs moved again after hearing it, the fluffy rabbit ears were half drooping, and the plush fists without five fingers were pinched on both sides of the schoolbag belt...

How do you look at it, how is it not like the only remaining behind-the-scenes manipulator today...... Evil spirits.

However, it is the one who caused the series of events tonight.

I saw that it instantly revealed its fierce face, looked at Su Mo, and reprimanded fiercely: "You have abandoned me a long time ago! What the hell is the situation with you? It wasn't like this before! Now you're so powerful that you can kill me! I'll plant you tonight!"

The rabbit plush toy with fierce milk didn't open its mouth, as if it was talking in ventriloquism, and the voice was full of grievances, with a crying tone, how to look at it.

The only thing that can be judged to be a fierce spirit is that the black gas wrapped around its body is like a pool of turbid stagnant water.

And as it became more and more excited, the black gas was increasing, covering the entire staircase with a layer of pitch-black haze, and its eyes revealed a faint green light, like a cold ghost fire in front of the grave.

For a moment, the wind from nowhere began to hit the glass window violently, "Bang Bang!"

Su Mo frowned slightly, stood up from the chair, slowly walked to the black mist, looked down at it condescendingly, and stretched out his hand...