Chapter 135: The Little Girl Is Really Here

I didn't expect this to be the result.

Alan had been hiding around the corner, and when he saw Wen Yiren leaving so chicly, his eyes immediately narrowed into a line.

Miss Wen is so good, she deserves to be the woman that the president likes!

"President, Miss Wen......"

"I know." Lu Shixiu said three words very coldly, glanced at Allen, and turned to leave.

Alan didn't notice the slight upturn in the corners of his lips the moment he turned around.

Lin Wanqiu's body had been sent to the incineration room, and when Wen Yiren entered, he happened to see the two staff members who had fallen to the ground and Lin Jingyu, a little girl with a hideous face lying on Lin Wanqiu's body and sucking her soul.

"Stop."

Lin Jingyu wiped the corners of her mouth quickly, with a satisfied smile on her pale face.

She turned her head stiffly, and her hollow and terrifying eyes looked at Wen Yiren, who was obviously soft and glutinous, but it sounded particularly terrifying, "Little sister, are you here to celebrate my rebirth?" ”

"Rebirth? Do you think you have this opportunity? ”

"Little sister, maybe you know a little bit of exorcism," Lin Jingyu kicked her legs and jumped off the bed, twisting her neck as she walked towards Wen Yiren, "However, your little exorcism is of no use to me." ”

A little exorcism, she?

Raising his lips, Wen Yiren's smile was brighter than Lin Jingyu's, and his hands were on his knees and he bent down slightly, "Little sister, you are very arrogant!" ”

"Sister, you are also very arrogant."

Standing up again, he circled around Lin Wanqiu's corpse, and finally his eyes fell on the two staff members, "I didn't know who the soul in this body was before, but now that I know, it will naturally be easier to deal with you." ”

He Zixin's soul has already merged with this corpse, but Lin Jingyu will be rejected, which is why Lin Jingyu wants to devour He Zixin's soul!

Squinted his eyes, and suddenly reached out to cover the silver bell around his neck, "Lin Jingyu, your rag doll is where you live." ”

Hiding yourself in a doll can more effectively evade the pursuit and search of the ghosts.

"Give me the doll, and I'll send you to reincarnation?"

Lin Jingyu looked at Wen Yiren very seriously, and suddenly laughed, "Sister, you are too naΓ―ve, do you think you are a ghost or god?" Even if you are, I'm not afraid, the list of underworlds doesn't have my name, and the ghosts and gods can't help me. ”

"Who said there wasn't?" Wen Yiren's smile became more and more gentle and gentle, and her eyes were about to bend into crescents, "I'll send you there." ”

"Laughing to death, sister, your mortal body, it is impossible to go to the underworld."

Her body is mortal, but her soul has lived in the underworld for hundreds of years.

She knows which road has good scenery, which road has many ghosts, and which road has a lively market, and she is a famous Lethe messenger Wen Meiren in the underworld!

"Sister, you look confident, huh?"

"No, sister, it's called conceit."

Xu was too excited, and the rag doll that had never left the little girl's side was placed next to Lin Wanqiu's body.

The doll's body is covered with patches, and in the light, it looks particularly terrifying.

Before Lin Jingyu could react, Wen Yiren quickly took the doll in his hand, Lin Jingyu's face sank, "Sister, if you want to die, look better, I advise you to return it to me." ”

"Little sister, if you still want to have a chance to be reincarnated, I advise you to obediently stop and go to the underworld to confess."

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