Chapter 427: A Cute Ghost in the Phone 38

Chu Ci frowned, feeling the aura around him gradually return to normal, tilted his head, and the black hair behind him shook, before he spoke, "It's okay, it is estimated that someone did something to you, but as before, no matter what it was, you were scared away before you got close." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and raised his hand to push Yan Ting into the house.

Yan Ting followed her strength and walked a few steps, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked at her, and chuckled, "It seems that I still have some use?" ”

"Yes, yes, you are the most scary, you can be a door god."

Chu Ci replied with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he was suddenly stunned, and a voice sounded in his ears, as if he was still a little immature, with a gloomy and sickly state, and a little calm.

‘…… All of this stuff...... It's all gone......

Chu Ci: ?

It may seem like a slight difference from what it is now, but it is true...... Yan Ting's voice.

What's the situation? Chu Ci silently called out to Cha Bai in his heart, and asked Cha Bai to find out what was wrong.

And Yan Ting noticed Chu Ci's stunnedness, and he also paused to look over, only to see Chu Ci's eyes confused, and his brows furrowed, "What's wrong?" ”

"Did you just speak?" Chu Ci raised his hand and pressed his ears, his brows furrowed slightly, and then countless pictures crossed in front of him in an instant, making Chu Ci slightly in a trance.

These images are kind of like ...... The memory of this identity on this plane, but it is fragmented, so that she can only vaguely see a few fragments, and she can't piece them together, but she can feel the indescribable sadness and despair that originally belonged to this identity.

Looking at Chu Ci's strange expression in front of him, this feeling of not being under control made Yan Ting frown irritably, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand and directly bring Chu Ci into his arms, bending over and approaching, his dark eyes were heavy, "What?" ”

Yan Ting saw the little girl raise her eyes, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, ambiguous, "I seem to have heard you speak just now...... I guess I heard it wrong. ”

Since she said she heard it, the probability of mishearing is estimated to be very small.

There was a not-so-good premonition in his heart, and this feeling made Yan Ting's fingers tighten, bringing a little bit of gain and loss.

He didn't move, just looked at Chu Ci with his eyes down, and finally raised his fingertips to lift Chu Ci's chin, he couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, and suddenly chuckled, the corners of his lips were obviously curved, and his voice was also low and seductive, but the breath on his body was a little dangerous.

"What did Porcelain Treasure hear just now? What's wrong, don't hold it by yourself, tell me, okay? ”

Saying this, he leaned in and touched Chu Ci's lips lightly.

There was actually no special touch when he touched it lightly, but it was like the long wind had finally arrived at its destination, and the thousand-year-old dead wood had finally come to spring again, which broke out the emotions that he had not noticed before.

It also brought together the ruthless, cold, indifferent, and morbid emotions that he had already restrained a lot after meeting Chu Ci, and these emotions were so suppressed by him, and finally fell on Chu Ci's lips again.

He was sure, or he had been determined long before he knew it, that he wanted her to stay around.

But no matter how powerful he is, things like elves and ghosts, he can't touch them, so he has to admit that even he has this kind of panic, which involves all the negativity in his heart.