Holding a female ghost is like holding a passing wind! As soon as Xue'er pulls her fingers, she takes a step forward, and when Xue'er pulls again, she moves forward again......

She can't wait to finish her life at once......!

The female ghost is holding Xue'er's hand, step by step......

"She's rushing to the real grave?" thought Cher clearly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Her body was too cold, like a beautiful phantom running out of a frozen room......

In less than half a minute, Cher's figure began to rise and steep......

Obviously, the female ghost also felt the phantom of Cher's body change......

"Oh, Cher, you are like a beautiful mountain!" said the female ghost.

"Cher, you're like a little boy!"

The female ghost looked at Xue'er, who had suddenly grown taller and bigger, and whispered.

"Shhhh......h

As she said this, Cher heard the female ghost fleeing behind her and applauded......

"Hey, hey, Cher is the most beautiful phantom spirit!The purest and most lovely little girl!" the female ghost let out a clear bel sound from her heart, and her words were beating like a beautiful musical note......

Cher senses her goodness.

Cher perceives her beauty.

Xue'er senses a clear heaven flying, like ten thousand spiritual buds, shaking in the wind!

Oh, the forest greeted the morning breeze and let out bursts of agitated applause!

Oh, and there was a lot of applause.

Cher looked at all perceptions and observations: she set her eyes on the spirit of the female ghost.

When female ghosts practice, they should put a lot of earthly pegs and chisel tables and chairs with a high sense of spring......

When Xue'er looked at the applauding female ghost again, she found that the female ghost had already held cultivation tools in her hands......

Cher looked at it again: the female ghost's hands shook and bent, and the tools disappeared like a ghost......

What was she doing with that?, Cher wondered silently.

Next, the female ghost also disappeared......

Following the weak aura before she disappeared, Xue'er followed her soul again---- Xue'er lifted her body, and when she turned a corner, she found the lost female ghost......

"What about the bet?" I saw the female ghost standing in front of a house, and asked in a flat tone. "Do it!"

Cher lowered her body and looked closely: she saw a small red room, moving in the light.

"Bang, bang......" The female ghost began to chisel into her little iron house.

"Okay: you don't have to continue digging, I'll lose......" I heard the small iron house lift up an iron brick and rush to surrender......

Is that iron house a woman?Cher can hear clearly......

"Hehe!" I heard the female ghost laugh, and with a flash of silver light, her figure turned into a quaint cabin......

And on the contrary: the iron house that she had just chiseled rose from its spiritual position: "Bang, Bang......" All the iron bricks fell off......

Cher noticed that every iron brick was filled with black, yellowish, rotting rust......

The crumbling iron house stood up, stretched out its hands---- gathered some useless dead branches from all sides, and piled them up on the roof of the hut one by one......

"I'm afraid!

Oh, the weak devil actually slapped the rotten iron house twice!

"How dare you take the withered branches!" this should be the most deafening sound of resistance that Xue'er has heard......

"Well done!" Cher couldn't help but applaud for a while, and around the female ghost's body, bursts of white light emanated......

"Xia: From now on, the two of us sisters have been in love with each other!" Xue'er said as she conveyed a rare 10,000-year-old aura to the female ghost.

But the female ghost didn't speak, probably she was still in a strong mood of resistance.

The female ghost was very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old---- but she was determined......

Time and years seem to have not been carved in her details - she passed away......

Xue'er sounded quietly, and jazz music and pupil drums flowed high in the sky---- like spring thunder, and they faded away......

She wore a soft white gauze skirt with absolute black trim.

The pure white dress was very attractive, and somehow, she even got some black edges on it.

Xue'er always felt that the female ghost was not deeply involved in the world: she was so eager to linger in this beautiful world.

Her feet floated in the air: rubbing against each other......

She likes me, so I keep her behind, and I want to feed her with the most secluded soul ginseng......

After speaking, Cher regretted it a little.

She didn't know if her heart had changed after many years of separation......

Cher slowly approached her, feeling the fluctuations of good and evil in her body......

At least, for now, she won't attack me...... Cher concluded.

"Tell me, why are you channeling with me?" asked Cher suddenly turning her body and looking at her, her voice faint......

She didn't even change: she still slowly put her hands between Cher's hands.

She was like a light smoke wave full of fairy energy!Cher was amazed......

No, it's more like a kind of desperate music, she's kind, gentle, and affectionate. She values sisterhood!, Cher sighed.

It was exactly the same as it was when it was alive, and it didn't change in the slightest, and its delicate appearance ......

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The white shadow that Cher saw suddenly disappeared......

In front of Xue'er's eyes, a burst of steaming white mist gradually appeared: the white mist was like a holy phantom---- thin for a while, rich for a while, but it exuded a thick and faint fragrance......

The fragrance, like the fragrance of carnations, besieged step by step, and camped step by step......

Anyway, the aroma won't let you out, so you can get a breath of fresh air......

Cher closes her eyes: a delicate kiss and sniff...... Oh, Cher felt like she was poisoned---- poison was very deep, and this poison was called the poison of Chimei......

This beauty poison: her flower source is called carnation......

Cher's body was struck lightly by something: she saw her...... She floated from a clear snow-capped mountain with a sackcloth wrapped in her corpse buried on it......

Uncover the sackcloth: Cher is stunned!

"She, she, she's still so beautiful, the same as when she left!" Cher flew into the grave, lifted her with her little hand, and carried her on her back---- she felt that when she carried her into her back, the rain poured in the night sky, the spring water, and the autumn water bloomed together...... (To be continued.) )