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He looked sideways at her, white silk fluttering in the air behind him, and he held a hollowed-out paper lantern in his hand, the corners of his mouth hooked up in a sarcastic arc.

Ye Xiange didn't think twice, "But I just like a slender young man like you, graceful and extraordinary, like a fairy in the heavenly palace." ”

Selectively ignoring Yu Wei in the previous sentence, she must be sarcastic about him!

He is now just a demon with 100,000 evil deeds, an evil ghost who wants to take revenge and destroy the world, and has no connection with the fairy who is not stained with the dust of the heavenly palace.

It's just that a sentence instantly floated in my heart: Is he really as beautiful as she described?

It only disappeared from the mind for a short time, and no one should be trusted.

What's more, the woman in front of him is just a person sent by Xuan Ming who wants to influence him, and there must be endless means, so she must have deceived him.

He turned around and walked away, no longer continuing the, he now learned her first trait, that she could blow rainbow farts!

But is he the kind of person who can be influenced by rainbow farts?

Everyone: Emmmp, aren't you?

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard were scattered, and the cold wind was bleak, and the young man continued to walk forward with a red lantern.

Ye Xiange looked at this lantern and felt strange, could it be that this was the lantern that the young man lit for fear that other ghosts would bump into him?

Delicate, for the sake of his ghosts, he is also a person who can be transformed.

"Did you light this lamp for yourself?" Ye Xiange followed the young man and pretended to be curious and asked, "Did you make this lamp yourself?" ”

The boy floated very steadily, ignoring her at all, as if to block out her feelings.

"This lamp is so beautiful!" Her words were not pretending to be praise, but the shape of the red lantern was indeed beautiful.

The red rope separates the glass beads of different colors at intervals, which are colorful and unusually dazzling in the dark light.

"This lamp is only beautiful to you, do you know how it is made?"

Ye Xiange thought about the plot carefully, but he couldn't find out the news of such a small detail.

A child suddenly ran out from under the plane tree on the side, the child had a dark complexion and gray-white eyes, and he stood in front of them and explained eloquently.

"The lantern in this brother's hand is a living soul lamp, a wick made of the soul of a living person, which will never be extinguished. The beautiful beads tied on the eight sides are of course eyeballs, and the breath of the dead remains in them, the happiness of death is red, the pain of death is black, and the freedom of death is blue, and different moods present different colors. ”

Ye Xiange: "........." isn't it! Is this lantern so advanced?

Yu Wei didn't speak, the child had already disappeared, and he didn't wait for her reaction for a long time.

So he asked, "Do you still think this lamp is beautiful?" ”

The boy's tone was full of malice, "They watched their souls being pulled out of their bodies, and they couldn't do anything, like soulless puppets at my mercy, I made them into wicks, and it was difficult for the eyeballs to dig out blood, and they were very dirty and smelly, so I washed them repeatedly with spiritual water, and then tied them with ropes as decorations." Do you still think it looks good? ”

The boy's implication was that the lantern was another proof of my cruelty and tyranny, to deter her!

But her hands were also stained with blood, some people really deserved to be killed, and the young man's heart was filled with a lot of hatred, and only killing could bring him the slightest peace of mind.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^