Shouldn't witches all be old lady figures?

But the person in front of me is clearly a man, right?

And the long one is also a little handsome, in his early thirties.

With a strand of short black hair, it looks clean and refreshing, delicate facial features, sharp eyes, and a tall nose bridge, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a witch should look like a physical sign, right?

"Xiaohuo, are you sure this person is a witch?" I looked at the spiritual fire sitting on my lower abdomen in confusion.

She touched her head in embarrassment, and said without words, "Changed, transgender." ”

Transgender your sister's transsexual, can you give me a transgender try?

Bang...... Linghuo suddenly turned into a sunny little boy.

Okay, I'm convinced.

The witch stepped on a pair of gray canvas shoes and walked slowly towards me, and the sound of "stepping" was still so harsh.

"Your name is Ye Xiaofan!" The witch asked straight to the point, in a rather masculine voice.

I was stunned for a moment, and when I thought about it, I thought it wasn't unusual to know my name, right?

"Yes." I nodded, and replied with a loud voice.

The witch looked at me, I looked at him, big eyes and little eyes, and then ...... Then the topic stopped instantly, and the atmosphere immediately froze.

What the heck?

There is nothing more embarrassing in life than this.

The witch's huge eyes rolled back and forth a few times, and then he bent down and looked down at me, "Don't you want to know what this place is?" ”

I looked at him in the eye.

"More than that, I want to know, what is the purpose of bringing me here?" Since Linghuo knows how to read minds, I won't hide it, and directly express the deepest doubts in my heart.

I was lying on the floor, very comfortable.

"Well, listen to me." The witch sat down, very standard meditation.

I was intrigued, and I took the fire away from me, and then I sat upright and listened.

"This is the depths of the Soul Graveyard, where many lonely souls and wild ghosts are buried, if it weren't for my Spirit Fire Little Sister No. 6 to show you the way, you would either be eaten by other ghosts, or you would have lost yourself here, and like those ghosts, you would either become a ghost or a ghost...... In short, it's a mess or something. ”

Burial Cemetery, such a familiar name, where do I seem to have heard it?

I closed my eyes and meditated for a while, and suddenly remembered that this term was said by the eldest brother, and that I was a holy spirit, not a product of this world.

Could it be that the witch brought me here to covet the power within me?

Okay, these are not the point, the point is that the little sister of Linghuo who brought me here is the sixth, so is there still a number one to a fifth before, and how many numbers are there behind?

So many cute girls, oops, witches are so "happy".

Syllable...... The spiritual fire sitting next to me must have spied into the true desires of my heart, so he took action to knock out my cranky thoughts.

"Be pure in thought." She said weakly.

How I look at her, she has languished a lot, and her spirit is not very good.

"Spiritfire Six, stop reading his mind, that will only make you more tired." The witch pointed at me and said tenderly.

The spiritual fire was no longer strong, and it fell asleep, returning to its original purple flame appearance and floating in the air.

"Okay, now back to business, where did we just go?" The witch rolled her eyes, unable to remember.

"Anyway, it's a mess or something." I added with shame.

"Yes, yes, this is it." The witch suddenly realized, but soon he began to buckle his head again, "Then what should I say, what shall I say?" Why can't you remember? He racked his brains and muttered to himself.

Yes, Dare is a forgetful transgender little witch.

"Forget it, Witch, I have a question for you." I held up a finger and said, "Why did you send a ghost to take away my clothes?" ”

Belch...... The witch was slightly stunned, and a subtle hint of surprise flashed across her face.

If it weren't for the witch instructing the ghost to snatch my clothes, then his first reaction would have been confusion, confusion as to what I mean?

But now, the witch showed a surprise that, despite his best efforts to hide it, was caught by my keen self.

So, this means that the ghost kidnaps my clothes, turns me naked, and is the handsome little witch in front of me.

"What clothes? What ghosts? What's the same thing? How can I not understand at all? The witch thought for a moment, and then began to play crazy and sell stupid skills, ready to fool the matter.

"Alright, witch, if I wasn't absolutely sure, would I ask you this?" I pressed the witch's shoulders and fixed my eyes on him.

It is said that eyes do not lie, and the witch looked at my determined eyes, and knew that this matter could not be hidden from my eyes, so he looked at the starry sky and sighed, "Alas! Child, you are still young, and there are some things that you don't understand. ”

I didn't say a word, I went up and gave him a head, "Can you talk well, pretend to be deep, it seems that you are very capable, right?" ”

"I'll go, little ghost, do you know who I am? I am dignified......" was whipped by my ghost, and the witch was suddenly unhappy, he straightened his back, and had a feeling of crane fairy wind.

But before he could spit out the rest of his boasting, I gave another head to it.

"Are you in the water in your brain? Dare to beat me like this,! The witch no longer pretended to be deep, but scolded in the manner of a ruffian.

"You're the one who hits you, Silly Bi." I yelled, shook my fist, and swept it over.

"I'll go, little ghost, don't slap me in the face...... If you do this again, I will summon my spiritual fire girls and make you stronger. ”

"Come on, come on! Who's afraid of whom? There is a kind of summoning all the spiritual fires. "The thought of so many girls coming to force me makes my whole body burn.

The witch and I scuffled together, but in the end, the witch still didn't summon the spiritual fire, because these spiritual fires were his treasures and he didn't want to take them out.

What a pervert.

The witch and I were tired of fighting, and lay flat on the plank, counting the stars in the sky, one, two......

It's really strange to say, I'm a ghost, I can actually touch people's bodies, and what's even more strange to me is that the witch has an inexplicable affection for me, and I feel that it is a very happy thing to be with him.

"Hey, witch, what's your name?" It's all at this point, and I don't know the witch's name, which is embarrassing enough.

The man who saved me and Xiaoai before was too, and I didn't think to ask his name at that time, but I just called "big brother, big brother" like this.

"A name is just a name for a person......" the witch played deep again, and it was not until I raised my fist that he stopped his mouth in a smug manner.

"Don't ask you about this, why did you send a demon to take my clothes? Are you trying to get my power? I skeptically guessed that although the witch gave me a sense of affection, it did not mean that I was unwary of him.

Who knows what he brought me here for?

Then I quickly added, "Don't pretend to be deep for me." ”

The witch glanced at me lightly, and instead of answering my question, she asked me instead, "Xiao Fan, have you ever felt the endless power gushing out of your body?" ”