Chapter 169: Sweet Love

"Follow me." Yan Chiyu turned around and said lightly.

Wu Yue asked Song Wenzhi and Zhou Yunwei to stand in the middle, she stood at the back, as long as it wasn't Ah Piao, she also had the power to fight.

Yan Chiyu looked at Wu Yue at the back, and suddenly asked, "Have you opened the birthday gift I gave you?" ā€

Wu Yue didn't understand why he asked this, she was stunned, nodded again, and took out an inky blue hairband from her pocket, faintly flashing with a streamer.

"This?"

Song Wenzhi wanted to ask Brother Yan why he suddenly became so picky, and only gave a hairband with no brand on his birthday.

You can see the calm and solemn expression of the young man, he is like a noble and elegant god descending to the earth. Song Wenzhi's throat felt like cotton wool was stuffed, and he couldn't say half a word.

It's as if you're blaspheming when you open your mouth......

The boy crossed him and came to the girl. He picked up the headband and gently turned Wu Yue's shoulders so that she had her back to him. Then, he carefully tied her soft and scattered long hair with a headband, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Don't take it off." ā€

"Okay." The girl tapped her head slightly. The aura on the hairband was unusually strong at the moment, which made her unable to stop being surprised.

I put it away in my bag yesterday, and I didn't feel anything in my pocket today, it was just an ordinary headband. But now, through Yan Chiyu's hands, the hairband aura is full of aura, seeping into her skin, and even her body is much lighter, and she doesn't feel cold.

[Mama, I finally hit the sugar! ] 怑

[AWSL is so sweet, Brother Yan is so handsome]

[When will it be my turn to be in sweet love]

[Congratulations on discovering the treasure, the anchor has a beautiful appearance and an interesting soul, and there is no loss in the shares]

Song Wenzhi hugged himself distressedly, "I'm a little sour...... I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car. ā€

Zhou Yunwei was hit by his serious words and chuckled. But she soon stopped.

"Yun Wei, don't laugh, this laughing in the middle of the night is very penetrating......" Song Wenzhi complained depressedly.

Zhou Yunwei said, "I didn't, it's not that I'm laughing." ā€

The laughter is close at hand, isn't it Yun Wei? It can't be Brother Yan and Wu Yue.

"That's—" Song Wenzhi's words stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to say any more. Because he felt a cold hand grasp his ankle.

Song Wenzhi's scalp suddenly went numb, and he shouted in horror: "Brother Yan, help, help!" ā€

Zhou Yunwei herself was so frightened that she couldn't do it, her legs were weak and she was trembling. She crouched down, picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at the guy dressed in white with black hair covering his face, "Run!" ā€

However, when she came back to see it, the stone hit the female ghost's head, and the head sank into a piece, and the color that was not allowed to appear flowed out of her head.

The female ghost's thin black armor tightly grasped Song Wenzhi's ankle, and she suddenly raised her head, revealing a rotten face, she didn't even have eyeballs, and there were two holes in black.

Zhou Yunwei only felt a churning in her stomach.

Yan Chiyu quickly threw out a talisman, and the talisman was attached to the female ghost's wrist, and heat was generated when it was tightened, burning her already blue and black skin.

Song Wenzhi stumbled under his feet, and was able to escape with the help of Yan Chiyu's strength, he endured his nausea and quickly ran to Wu Yue's side.

The boy stared at the female ghost with a blank expression.

This female ghost is exactly the same as the one he saw when he hallucinated, the same ghost that hurt Wu Yue and Cuihua.

This night, directly asked Yan Chiyu to add the female ghost to the blacklist.

Wu Yue covered her eyes and didn't dare to look. Song Wenzhi didn't care about the defense of men and women, and together with Zhou Yunwei, he hugged one arm and begged for shelter.

A few seconds later, however, they heard the terrible cry of the wind.

The female ghost is gone.