A leaf almost cut off Deng San's palm, and the few people surrounding Su Shengsheng were shocked and shocked when they saw this!

The man who grabbed Su Shengsheng's waist was even more frightened and pushed Su Shengsheng away as soon as he let go-

As the saying goes, it is also romantic to die and be a ghost under the peony flower.

But when it really came time to be ghosts, these people were eager to give birth to a pair of wings and become birds fluttering and scattering.

The man who pushed Su Shengsheng away was frightened, and the strength in his hand was almost ten, poor Su Shengsheng was like a acacia that was swept down the treetops by the wind, flying straight towards the lake-

The body was weightless in an instant, the lake was close in front of him, and at this moment, Su Shengsheng had only one thought in his head.

It's really a blessing and a curse, and a disaster is not a single line!!

However, at the moment when Su Shengsheng was about to fall into the lake, a dark shadow quickly skimmed over the surface of the lake, and caught her firmly in the blink of an eye.

Then the figure took a few steps, the sparkling lake surface moved slightly, and the next moment the man returned to the shore with Su Shengsheng.

Everyone was shocked at the moment-

Not far from the other side, the man who hugged Su Shengsheng was like a ghost in the night, a dark shadow.

The black cloak made it difficult to see the man's figure, but when he looked sideways from a distance, several people on the plank path suddenly held their breath.

With just one glance, the people were struck by a biting chill.

At this moment, the bright moonlight became dim, the wind gusted on the lake, and the man who seemed to be walking at night with a hundred ghosts suddenly stopped in a corner of the lake.

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It is a thousand flowers, blooming in one breath.

Such as a mandala inlaid with Sanskrit scriptures, under the surging light that confuses people's hearts, there are hundreds of white bones.

It is also like the frost and glow of the white night, but at that moment when the eye waves flow, there is a trace of glamour.

Dark, glamorous.

Like a terrible ghost wandering in hell, with just one glance of his eyes, he was slashed by the silent long armor across his neck, and the next moment he pierced his skin.

"This—Is this a human or a ghost—"

Several people on the plank road were cold under their feet, and their backs were cold, and even the third son of Deng who was holding his broken palm forgot to cry out in fright.

Wei Huaijin hugged Su Shengsheng, his eyes were gloomy, and his body was as cold and hard as a stone.

And Su Shengsheng Fang came back to his senses from the horror of falling into the water, smelled the familiar breath of the body, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help but throw himself into Wei Huaijin's arms anymore.

"Woo-Huaijin!"

This cry can't be contained, two points of fear become ten, and three points of grievance also become ten points.

A pair of small hands spontaneously and consciously lifted Wei Huaijin's cloak, and a tearful cat face was unceremoniously rubbed up.

Rub and rub.

Still unable to understand the hatred, the two arms went around Wei Huaijin's waist again, and hugged the strong and tight waist tightly, never letting go.

However, Su Shengsheng's act of rubbing oil in the name of being frightened was interpreted by Wei Huaijin as a boundless fear hanging on the line of life and death.

He closed his eyes, trying to suppress the tremors in his body, but he couldn't calm the deep wrinkles between his brows.

He hugged Su Shengsheng, his arms trembled slightly, until he felt her warm body, undulating breathing, and her real existence in his arms, Wei Huaijin lightly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest.

A shocking attack was exchanged for an unprecedented deep embrace.

Su Shengsheng blinked, and suddenly felt that the things in this world were just like the old saying-

A loss may turn out to be a gain.

It is true that the things in this world are indeed as Su Shengsheng felt.

Gain is not gain, loss is not loss.

However, the illusion of gain and loss, in the rotation of fate, when you suddenly look back at the last moment, often rarely have your original wishes.