The whole space was ethereal, and countless dust floated up, falling all kinds of brilliant lights.

The woman in white came from far and near, and suddenly approached Lin Nianwei: "Hate it!" Hate as much as you want, hate will get you what you want! ”

The wind blew, and the cat's eyes burned with bitter hatred.

The woman in white chuckled, and the whole person floated over, and her body was still slightly red when she looked closely.

The woman in white paused suddenly, what's going on? Why didn't you get in?

She suddenly rushed into Lin Nianwei's body again, but she still didn't rush in, but was bounced out.

She looked up and looked carefully at the girl in front of her, and there was bitter hatred in her eyes. But how..... Xu is not enough, she thought about it, and continued to bewitch her: "You don't want to leave with regrets, how long will it take for the retribution of karma to punish the bad guys." As the saying goes, saving someone's life is like a seventh-level floating slaughter, but they are so cruel......"

Lin Nianwei chuckled and closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she didn't have hatred, let alone dazedness.

"You ......" the woman in white subconsciously took two steps back and muttered, "This is not right......

Lin Nianwei pinned the wind-blown broken hair behind her ears, stretched out her hand and slammed through the air, and there was an extra red rope on her fair wrist. She pursed her lips and smiled: "Of course it's not right, because I'm not dead at all!" ”

The woman in white took two steps back to hide her unnaturalness: "You're dead, don't you still want to believe it?" ”

Lin Nianwei shook her hand, and the red rope in her hand was shining, which was particularly beautiful. Her slender fingers reached over and touched it twice: "I was indeed rescued, this is proof." ”

The woman in white laughed, her hand raised slightly, and there was also a red rope on her wrist: "You said this?" ”

She rubbed it slowly, turned it over, and a date was clearly written on the inner wall—the fifteenth of August fifteen years ago.

"This is the marking rope that comes back after everyone dies. In the sun, when we look at it, it is red, but in the underworld, when we look at it, it is black. You can try flipping over your wrist, and the inside of the red string has your date of death written on it. ”

She smiled faintly: "If you have been dead for more than two hundred years, you will never be able to go to the underworld again, and you will no longer be able to reincarnate ......"

Lin Nianwei was shocked, slowly turned over the red rope, and sure enough, she saw the date on it. She took two steps back, no longer sitting still: "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

The woman in white looked at her blankly: "I don't want to do anything, I just kindly remind you." ”

She chuckled, "But it's good that you're willing to stay with me here, I haven't had anyone with me for many years." I miss times like this. ”

As she spoke, the whole person floated up. Xu has been dead for a long time, and her whole person looks very indifferent, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with her.

Lin Nianwei took two steps forward, turned the red rope, and sighed: "You don't have to lie. I know I'm not dead, it's all an illusion, you control me! ”

The woman in white was stunned, and suddenly laughed, she looked at Lin Nianwei condescendingly, like looking at an ant: "You mean I'm lying to you?" It's funny, it's been a long time since I've seen a ghost like you who knows the truth and can make such a fool of yourself. It's so interesting......

Tell me, why did I lie to you? What's the good of lying to you? ”

She floated in the air, as if she was a little uncomfortable, and she was lying in the air. The long white dress fell slowly, fluttering in the wind, and it turned out to be a bit of immortal aura that was not stained by mortal dust.