Weak tears fell from the corners of the eyes.

Both hands became claws, and in a single stroke, the white bones wanted to pierce Fan Ye's chest.

Fan Ye sneered, grabbing Chu Shishu's neck and trying to twist it off. The white bone hand instantly divided into several sections and shot towards Fan Ye's body. Fan Ye saw that it was strange and gloomy, and he didn't dare to fight with his own life, so he let go of his hand and stepped over the pillar and fell on the beam. The white bone was not in a hurry to chase Fan Ye, but instead formed a pair of hands and hugged Chu Shishu who was lying on the ground.

Chu Shishu's eyes were black, but he still tried his best to grab the sleeve of the person in front of him, and shouted in a hoarse voice as low as a dying person. "Run!"

"Chu Shishu! Chu Shishu, it's okay. How can a person who has died once die again. The corners of the woman's mouth smiled, and there seemed to be a flash of light between her eyebrows.

"Chu Shishu, you are really amazing, goblins and ghosts have come to die for you. Don't forget them when you go to the underworld, oh, by the way, they can't go to the underworld, after all, their souls are scattered. Fan Ye looked at them condescendingly.

"You're no match for her!" Chu Shi looked at the woman holding him in his arms with relief.

The woman is very good-looking, more beautiful than the fairies in the sky, her eyebrows are sharp, and her eyes are not afraid. Even though it was just skin, and there was an eerie white bone under the human skin, she was still good-looking, and it was so good-looking that the corners of her eyes were sour.

Chu Shishu vomited a mouthful of blood, because the pungent smell made her sober up a lot. She struggled to stand up, although she was still a little weak, but she was still able to stand by the woman's shoulders. "Why are you here!"

"You didn't come over to pester me today, I can't rest assured."

Chu Shishu exhaled heavily. "I'll tell you, when we fight, if you have the chance, run away. She, her skills are profound, and the two of us can't match them. ”

The Paintman turned his head and sighed. I will return this sentence to you as it is. Do you think the purpose of my visit is to take a look at you and then leave behind? ”

"You don't understand, even if I die, I can't cross the Nai He Bridge, I can't drink the Meng Po soup, and I can't be reincarnated. You're different, you're already good, and you can be reincarnated as a human if you want to! Chu Shishu said anxiously.

The Paintboy smiled helplessly. "Chu Shishu, I can't do it anymore... I have already killed someone, and my sins have been recorded on the spectrum of good and evil, and I cannot enter the cycle of samsara. ”

"You! ....”

"Although I don't want to be a human being anymore, I don't want to be an evil ghost anymore, I hear you say every day that those reincarnations are human beings, although I yearn for it, but I really can't go back. Chu Shishu, you just let me... Let's do a good deed for you. Only this once. The Painter smiled.

Stretched out his hand and pushed Chu Shishu out of the door, and with a wave of his hands, he locked the door.

"You're really bold." Fan Ye bared his fangs. Constriction of the pupils of the eyes.

"Really?" The Paintskin Ghost tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Finally, it is worth it to give Chu Shishu such a good-looking image before he dies."

"Your skin is fake, the gore on your hands is real. Do you think Chu Shishu will like the way you hold a bloody human skin draped on your body? You're really whimsical. ”

The Paintboy smiled noncommittally. With a wave of the human skin in his hand, the ugly white bones were revealed, and the white bones on his body turned into sharp edges and shot towards Fan Ye. Fan Ye chuckled, she didn't know the origin of this person before, she was afraid that there was some witchcraft on her bones, and she was afraid that she would carelessly lose her life before she let go, but now she knew the details, how could she be afraid of a ghost in this mere area.

I laughed inwardly that I was really frightened by the seven little tree spirits. Purple-black flames erupted from his hands.

The scurrying white bones were like a whirlpool that tightly surrounded Fan Ye. Fan Ye stretched out his hand, the fire in his hand magnified, and the white bones did not dare to approach and could only spin around. Fan Ye said with a smile. "Give up, what the dead will fight to win the living."

"Who said I wanted to fight you?" The Skin-Painter laughed, his head tilted upside down.

"Do you want to buy time for Chu Shishu to leave? Hahaha, with her body, it's more than enough for me to kill you and then chase her, a stupid woman who doesn't know it! The flames in Fan Ye's hands were like moving water, flowing down his arms all over Fan Ye's body.

There was a sharp knock at the door.

Fan Ye tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "Looks like someone here has worked in vain."

The sound of banging on the door continued, but the door didn't open.

"Chu Shishu really refused to leave." There was a crack in the corner of the ghost's mouth. "I still like her character, although she is stupid and stupid, and she is not enough to judge the situation, but I just like her to be so righteous, the sun I have seen in my life is blood red and cold, only in her, the sun is warm."

A hint of confusion appeared in Fan Ye's eyes. "Since you didn't plan to let Chu Shishu escape, then what purpose do you have."

The ghost's dark green eyes seemed to draw a fierce wave in the air. "The purpose, who knows."

Fan Ye felt that something was wrong, but he really didn't know what was wrong. The skin ghost can only buy time, but the time is not to let Chu Shishu escape, then-is it to delay himself?

Fan Ye was shocked, a palm had already made a move, and the painted skin ghost called a few bones to protect him in front of him, but they all broke and hit her body after all, and the weight of the force actually pushed her to the door and made a muffled sound.

"Just evil ghosts, dare to play tricks in front of me!" Fan Ye reprimanded.

Chu Shishu listened to the sound inside, and knew that the situation of the painted skin ghost was not good, and he frantically wanted to break open the locked wooden door, but the wooden door had been firmly closed by the painted skin ghost, even if he hit his head and broke the blood flow, he would not move.

"Ahhh Chu Shishu broke down and took her fingernails and reached into the small crack of the wooden door, even if it was futile, it was the only struggle she could do. "I beg you, open the door! I beg you, don't die! I beg you... Don't let me lose again.... I'm left with you .... You let me in...."

Fingernails were cracked, and blood kept falling from between the fingers.