Quan Shi didn't even look at Ma Sheng, and walked directly in front of Han Jiujiu, but the words were said to Ma Sheng, gloomy and cold: "Oh, then you mean Jiujiu wants to elope with you?" ”

Ma Sheng: Master, I think I'd better die.

Ma Sheng stumbled and said, "Then what······ Miss Nine may be coming with me to catch up, how can she run away or something, hehehe······"

"Hmph."

Ma Sheng rolled silently.

Quan Shi took off Han Jiujiu's black towel, and just as he was about to speak, he found that her bleeding hand was still in the wound, and even the glass slag was still in the wound, and Quan Shi suddenly became gloomy: "Ma Sheng, you bring the medicine box here." ”

Ma Sheng rolled back again: "Yes." ”

Han Jiujiu withdrew his hand, it was just a little injury, it was a big deal, thinking that she didn't blink when she was pierced in the chest, and she didn't panic when the knife drove her, although it was indeed dead.

However, Han Jiujiu suddenly glared, and said in hindsight: "How do you know my real name?" ”

Except for Ma Sheng, everyone treats her as Mu Yan.

Quan Shi narrowed his eyes and snorted.

Han Jiujiu said suspiciously: "Could it be that Ma Sheng's big mouth told you about me, as a generation of good generals, who is now in a strange place?" ”

Hum again when the time comes.

Han Jiujiu was sure, and glared angrily at Ma Sheng, who had just come over with the medicine box.

Ma Sheng was stunned.

Why does he think that an inattentive master has sold him again?

Quan Shi pulled Han Jiujiu to sit down on the edge of the bed, Quan Shi sat on the edge of the bed, and Han Jiujiu sat on the hard little stool next to the bed.

Han Jiujiu was unconvinced: "I want to sit on a soft bed." ”

Everything here is very comfortable, especially the bed, which is so good that it can bounce up.

Quan Shi's voice was faint: "Do you think it's possible to let you sit on another man's bed?" My fiancée. ”

Han Jiujiu was annoyed and angry: "Who is your fiancée?" Don't talk nonsense······ Ahh ”

Quan Shi was very unkind to increase the force of the wound: "Try it again?" ”

Han Jiujiu hummed and stopped talking for the time being.

Although she didn't care about the pain, she was uncomfortably drenched by the strange water.

After dealing with it, Han Jiujiu was just about to speak, but Quan Shi said: "Don't make up your mind to run, if I can't see you for a day, you'd better wait to collect Ma Sheng's corpse." ”

As soon as the words fell, Quan Shi menacingly lit up the military knife next to the cabinet, and stabbed directly at the narcissistic selfie photo of Ma Sheng not far away.

Quan Shi coldly evoked a meaningful smile.

Ma Sheng's legs trembled in fright: he knew that once Miss Nine came back, his life would be in danger all the time!

Han Jiujiu Mo can be regarded as a temporary peace.

Ma Sheng is her best friend, she can't be ruthless and unjust.

———————— after midnight, Han Jiujiu came back in disgrace.

But······

Han Jiujiu felt terrible.

Because of her, she seems to be able to psychic, she sees ghosts!

It's really a ghost.

······

In the middle of the night, Han Jiujiu got up to drink water and looked at his beautiful self in the full-length mirror, although he was not as cute as before, he was still very cute.

Han Jiujiu blinked with satisfaction.

But when she opened it again, she saw a ghost dressed in white who looked exactly like her standing behind the mirror.

Han Jiujiu looked back in shock, it was really not an illusion, and his trembling lips couldn't make a sound at all.

Mu, Mu Yan, the ghost in front of you is Mu Yan!

She's most afraid of ghosts!

Mu Yan's face was pale and pale, his forehead was covered with black green tendons, the white clothes on his body were stained with bloody blood, his five fingers were black and long, looking eerie and terrifying, and suddenly, Mu Yan stared at Han Jiujiu with a white eye that raised his eyes without pupils.