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The voice appeared so suddenly, my whole body was shocked, I quickly turned around, and shouted in a defensive voice, "Who!"

However, when I looked up and saw the man who spoke, I was suddenly stunned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a young man, who looked to be about twenty years old, and was dressed in an ancient white robe, which at first glance was worth a lot of money, outlining his slender figure.

What really surprised me was the man's face.

Just because, this man is too good-looking.

White skin, delicate and warm facial features, but not feminine, a pair of black eyes, like stars.

I, a modern girl with no culture, the moment I saw this man, a poem popped up in my mind-

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

I've never seen a man so suitable for this sentence.

In my life, the best-looking person I have ever seen should be Rong Qi.

The man in white in front of him can't be said to be better than Rong Qi, but his noble temperament can only be said to be with Rong Qi, which is not a style at all.

To put it selfishly, in fact, compared to Rong Qi's cold and demonic style, in fact, my taste has always been more like the appearance of the man in front of me, warm as jade, elegant and unparalleled.

Seeing that I had been staring at him, the white-robed man couldn't help but laugh.

This smile finally brought me back to my senses.

Damn, where is the time to commit nymphomaniac.

"Who are you!" I immediately became vigilant.

It is only now that I have noticed that the place where I have fallen is a forest of hills.

How could such a good-looking man be in such a remote mountain forest?

Could it be a youkai?

Fox demon or something? Use beauty to deceive little girls?

I thought to myself, and the man smiled even more.

"You ask me who I am, then I want to ask you, who are you?" he said softly, his voice clear, his glass-like eyes, and he looked me up and down, "The girl who suddenly fell from the sky?

Listening to him say that, I suddenly realized that the way I appeared seemed more suspicious than him.

"I'm from the Xuanmen. I remembered the man, who recognized at a glance the light body technique I was using, and explained half-truthfully, "I was captured by a youkai and thrown from the air. ”

"I see. The man was not surprised, but nodded.

"Since I've already told you about my situation?" I narrowed my eyes slightly.

"I'm also from the Xuanmen. The man said calmly, "I've come here for something. ”

The answer was as painless as I was, with no flaws, but I didn't hear any useful information at all.

My heart sank, knowing that this man was the same as me, and he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he didn't say anything, patted the wedding dress that was blown to the bridal dress on his body, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, let's go our separate ways, goodbye." ”

As the words fell, I walked forward without looking back.

I was in a hurry, and I kept looking up, looking for the ghost birds.

I didn't expect that I was lucky, and I really saw it.

Not far away, I saw a cliff-like cliff on the mountainside, and several huge shadows hovering overhead.

Obviously, that's where the ghost birds go.

It seems that I was lucky, although I was thrown down halfway, and I was close to the finish line.

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated and hurried forward.

But I had only walked a few steps when I suddenly heard a faint voice in the grass behind me.

"Little Girl......"

In the middle of the night, in the deep mountains and old forests, I was so scared that my soul was almost gone

I quickly turned my head and saw an old lady lying in the grass next to me.

She was dressed in the coarse cloth of an ordinary village woman, as if she had sprained her leg, and was lying in the grass, looking at me in pain, and crying for help: "Little girl, old woman, my foot is sprained, come and help me." ”

She looked pitiful, but I didn't move.

Why is there an old lady here in the middle of the night?

It occurred to me that I had seen a ghost story about Granny Yama somewhere.

The story says that when you are in the mountains and forests, you meet this kind of old woman who is injured, and she will ask you to help send her home. After you send her home, she will invite you to stay at her house and cook for you, and then when she is ready to let her go, she will kill and eat.

I was shuddering.

"Little girl. Seeing that I didn't speak, the old lady said quietly, "It's so late, you shouldn't have a place to go, right? After sending me back, I can cook for you and let you rest at my house for one night." ”

I was even more scared into a cold sweat.

I rub.

It's exactly the same as the plot in the ghost story!

It's all a routine!

If I only suspected that there was something wrong with this old woman, now I have confirmed it.

She's a monster.

Thinking of this, I laughed dryly twice, and began to retreat quietly, "Old man, my small body can't help you, my friend is nearby, why don't I go to him to help?"

When the words fell, I didn't wait for the old woman to answer, so I hurriedly wanted to leave.

But I had only walked a few steps before I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my neck.

I shuddered, and before I could react, I heard an old voice sound, close at hand.

"Little girl, but I just want your help......"

I quickly turned my head, and saw that the old woman, who had been desperately pretending to be weak on the ground before, had already stood up at some point, and was behind me in an instant, staring at me.

Under the red moonlight, there was no trace of kindness and weakness on her old face, and her eyes were glowing green, looking cold and terrifying.

"Ahh

I was so scared that I took a step back.

But the old woman's emaciated body was more agile in her movements.

Her chicken-pawed hand immediately grabbed my arm.

So cold hands.

I shuddered, desperately trying to break free.

I didn't want to follow my struggle, and her sharp nails cut through my fiery wedding dress.

Sizzle.

The sleeves of my wedding dress were directly ripped off, and a bloody mark was also scratched on my white arm.

I immediately felt very sorry.

This body is not mine, Rong Wushuang, such a little girl with fine skin and tender meat, was given a wound by me.

Blood flowed from the wound, and the old woman had a bead of blood on her hand, and her eyes lit up.

I saw her hand to her mouth, greedily stretched out her scarlet tongue, and licked the blood beads on her hand.

I see my hair stand on end!

Damn, now that I'm not able to exorcise ghosts, blood is just a delicacy in the eyes of these ghosts.