The bamboo forest was quiet.

Only the occasional evening breeze gently caressed it, carrying a trace of dryness and heat, blowing the bamboo leaves rattling.

The lonely ghosts lying on the ground around them waited for a long time before they dared to raise their heads to see if the terrifying person had gone far.

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After a dreamless night, Feng Xi slowly lifted his eyes, yawned sleepily, and a teardrop hung on his eyelashes, wanting to fall.

The dim light and eerie scenes in the room made her eyebrows skip a beat, and she suddenly woke up.

A familiar hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Awake?" ”

"Cui Pan?!" Feng Xi was surprised, "Why are you?" I ......"

She was just about to sit up when she realized that something was wrong, and she wrestled her wrist again, and her ears rattled, the sound of the dark iron colliding with each other.

Her wrists were tied, and she was only halfway up before she fell down in embarrassment. Before her head hit the bedpost, Cui Pan gently caught her and put her back on the bed steadily.

The futon under his body and the rich fragrance of epiphany emanating from his surroundings, which is wrapped in a bloody breath, are all announcing to Feng Xi.

Whose dormitory is this!

Feng Xi's eyelashes trembled, pursed his lips, and asked softly, "Cui Pan, what are you going to do?" "Suddenly in my heart, when was she brought back to the underworld by Cui Pan? She didn't even notice it at all, and besides, what about Qi Xiaoshui?

She thought so, and asked.

Hearing the words Qi weak water spit out from her plump lips, his smiling phoenix eyes suddenly sank, and countless storms seemed to be brewing under his eyes, enough to wring anyone who crashed into his side into pieces.

His crimson lips smiled slightly, but the words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, gentle and scary, "Fengxi, what did you say?" Who's asking, man? ”

"Cui Pan, ...... you" Feng Xi's eyes flashed slightly, she turned her head sideways and looked over Cui Pan to look into the hall, this was the first time she appeared in Cui Pan's bedroom, or in this unbearable form. The arrangement inside frightened her, and there was a shocking red around her, red curtains, and red palace lamps exuding a faint brightness. "You've seen him, haven't you?"

"Yes," Cui Pan did not deny, his slender pale fingertips crossed her cheeks, bringing a chill to the bone, he leaned on her ear, bit her earlobe, and chuckled: "I killed him, and now, I am afraid that he has disappeared and become fertilizer for the bamboo forest behind the inn." ”

Feng Xi's heart ached, she believed Cui Pan's words, and she had never treated him as a good person, even if he treated her gently in the past.

However, in addition to this illusion, he is also the Judge Cui who is feared by the ghosts and gods in the Fengdu of the underworld, the son of the ghost king, and the head of the four major judges!

How can a person who will inherit the throne of the ghost king in the future be a good kind?

She closed her eyes and regained her former calmness, with a smile on the corner of her lips, but Cui Pan only saw endless coolness.

Feng Xi said, "So what, Cui Pan, what do you want to do when you tie me back to the underworld?" You don't have to do that if you want me to repay the favor, do you? Are you in such a hurry? ”

Cui Pan's fingers were cold when he heard this, but his face was as bright as a peach blossom, and his facial features became more and more colorful, "Feng Xi, you are used to pretending to be confused, and I have always seen through it without saying it thoroughly, I am used to you, just since you want to pretend, then continue to pretend, I don't care." His cold fingertips went down the smooth jawline and landed around her thin white neck.

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