On the wide Zhennan wood coffee table, five fragments of the hexagonal soul locking chessboard are neatly placed.

Bailing came out of the bath, changed into a light nightdress, and knelt on the rattan mat in front of the coffee table. After a moment of calmness, she picked up one of the pieces in front of her and looked at it carefully.

Under the bright light, its chess surface is like a spider web, and there is a subtle power flowing. Looking at the side again, the broken lines are smooth, and the black is full of redness, uniform and dense.

It's not something that ordinary divine power can do.

When Twilight returned from the kitchen, she saw her holding the shards in her hands, slightly pensive. The long hair has a small half hanging down on the chest, and it is not messy, but it is damp. The slender arms peeked out from the wide sleeves that had slipped off, and the bare skin on the outside, white as a piece of tofu.

He put the juice on the coffee table, walked to the back closet, and pulled out a hair dryer and comb. Then he returned to Bailing's back, straightened up, and sat down.

Bai Ling was extremely alert to her back, and when she noticed that a breath was approaching, she subconsciously came back to her senses and turned her head to look. Seeing that it was Twilight holding a hair dryer, he turned his head back.

Twilight reached out and gently stroked her long, half-wet hair back to her shoulders. The jade neck is fragrant, and her shoulder bones are narrow and graceful, which is pitiful. Further down, the arc is also enticing.

His eyes were slightly dark, but he looked at it brightly for a while, and then picked up the hair dryer, turned it to the light breeze, and gently helped her blow her hair.

Bai Ling didn't notice his eyes at all, because she suddenly remembered something----

On the day Qu Wei Linglu was arrested, she saw a ghost cha carrying a hexagonal soul locking chessboard on her back in the Yin City. At that time, I only thought that the ghost was doing the business of reselling souls, but now that I think about it, there are many doubts:

He is a little ghost, why did he swagger through the market with the magic weapon of the ghost emperor? also swaggered into the gambling house, as if he was afraid that others would not see it. There is also a figure on the second floor of the gambling house, and she is sure that there must be a mystery behind that screen.

At this time, Twilight turned off the hair dryer.

Her long hair fell like a waterfall, black and soft, exuding a faint fragrance.

He gently pinched a strand of hair, and some couldn't help but lean down and give a silent kiss. But she was afraid that she would notice, so she quickly pulled away a little.

His lips were scented with the scent of her hair, and his heart was so fluttering that he had to hold it for fear of scaring her.

Twilight picked up the comb that was placed next to her and broke the silence, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Alas, a little regretful."

Bai Ling didn't know anything about his small movements, just looked at the fragments in his hand and muttered, "The day I went to look for Qu Wei's spirit, I saw a ghost in the Yin City with a hexagonal soul locking chessboard on his back. My intuition told me that the pieces in front of me were the same ones I had seen that day. ”

After speaking, he felt a comb slowly sliding through his hair.

Bai Ling suddenly turned around, only to find that Twilight raised her right hand slightly, combing her hair.

She was stunned for a moment, but reflexively avoided her head, "What are you doing?" "TV updates the fastest//

"Comb your hair."

Twilight said, and was about to continue, but the comb in his hand was snatched away by Bailing.

"I'll do it myself."

Her face was full of resistance. Twilight said, "No. ”

Bai Ling's face sank, "You can only say these two words now?" ”

Twilight straightened her shoulders, "Obedient." ”

Obedient??

Sure enough, two words were changed.

Bailing was angry with him again, and put down the comb in her hand vigorously, "Who are you talking to?" ”

"Don't be angry." Twilight coaxed in a low voice, "I just think that this kind of trivial matter can be done by me." ”

Every time he suddenly had such a good attitude, Bai Ling, who was halfway angry, was depressed.

She didn't look over her head, but she pulled her hair to her chest in a hard tone, "I don't like people touching my hair." ”

Twilight didn't care, but said, "It's okay, you'll get used to it." ”

Then she put her long hair back behind her shoulders, picked up the comb at hand with one hand, and held up a handful of ends with the other, and gently combed it.

While combing, he asked, "You just said that there was a ghost who carried this magic weapon on his back and walked on the streets of the Yin City?" ”

Hearing that he was changing the subject, Bai Ling opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something, but he straightened his head again, "Don't move." ”

He persevered, and it was really strong that it was a headache.

But this gesture is accompanied by warmth.

Bailing is a little awkward. In her cognition, combing her hair is an intimate act that only partners can do. This notion was ingrained in her mind a long time ago.

However, times are changing.

She didn't want to instill this kind of outdated concept into the twilight of a blank piece of paper, so she struggled for a while, and then changed the topic according to his wishes, "The white chess piece I brought back was stolen from that ghost's hand." ”

Twilight asked, "Where is it in the Netherworld?" ”

"Near a gambling house." Bai Ling said, "I thought he was selling his soul, so I didn't pay attention to it, but I didn't expect this fire to burn now." Speaking of business, she gradually discarded the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, and said, "Now that I think about it, he is a little too blatant, as if he is deliberately trying to attract someone's attention." ”

"Remember what he looked like?"

"Those ghosts in the underworld, their faces are all transformed into fierce and vicious, they are much the same, and if I encounter them eight hundred times, I won't recognize them." Bai Ling paused, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"Nothing." Twilight said lightly, "I'm just curious, whether he will be pretended to be a ghost emperor." ”

"I've thought about that question just now." Bai Ling said, "It's a pity that those ghost emperors are alone and unrestrained, even if it is really one of them, it is difficult to know who it is, and it is ......"

Her fingers stroked the outline of the fragment, thoughtfully, "This thing is shattered like this, it stands to reason that the Ghost Emperor who holds it should be furious and will not let go of the culprit, right?" But I didn't hear any rumors. It's hard to say if there was something wrong with the ghost emperor himself. ”

Twilight paused, "They don't necessarily have the ability to destroy the Hexagonal Soul Locking Chessboard. ”

"That's not what I meant." Bai Ling shook her head, "I don't know what kind of ability the Ghost Emperor has, but they won't destroy their magic weapons by themselves, right?" I'm thinking that Pisha obviously has the shadow of the underworld behind him, and he also has a hexagonal soul locking chess piece in his hand, these two things may not be accidental. ”

Twilight put down the comb, ran her hair gently with both hands, and asked, "Pisa hasn't been looking for you again?" ”

"Nope." Bai Ling suddenly sighed, "With you, he may not dare to appear in front of me." ”

She shifted her seat, turned to Twilight, and said, "Why don't you leave for a few days and see if he will come to me?" ”