The wind ruffled her hair.

Stuck to the face and blurred the eyes.

I don't see any emotional fluctuations in Xun Qianling.

The sharp knife I handed out stayed in the air, but she didn't answer it, and replied to me for a long time: "Do it yourself."

Maybe the wind diluted her voice, it didn't sound so cold.

She finished.

Come to me.

I thought she was going to come up and hug me, or look at my arm, or at least give me a tender look.

The result passed by.

I could only feel the ends of her wind-blown hair brushing against my cheeks, like a knife cutting through my soft heart.

When I looked back, she had gone into the night.

The back is frozen.

My arm was still bleeding, but I felt like my heart was bleeding.

I took off my shirt and wrapped it tightly around my arm, temporarily stopping the bleeding, but my right arm could barely move, and my fingers could not move freely, as if it had hurt my muscles and bones.

I don't know how to describe my feelings.

Sad, sad, angry......

They all seemed so pale and weak.

I stood there and was saddened, and my eyes were suddenly blackened, and I was suddenly blindfolded from behind.

At the same time, a whisper came to my ear: "Guess who I am?"

The voice was soft, like a pillow whisper.

Voices I haven't heard before.

I don't know.

Guess the!

But I won't be as violent as Xun Qianling, stabbing people indiscriminately, since the other party blindfolded me and spoke so softly, she must be a soft girl who knows me.

I want to reply to her: Don't make trouble, my brother's heart is dripping blood!

Just as I was about to speak, the soft girl said in my ear again: "If you guess wrong, you will die!"

So I shut my mouth when I spoke.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

A sense of foreboding instantly enveloped me.

I felt a chill on the back of my neck, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or if something cool was licking my neck, making me hairy, stiff neck, standing still and afraid to move.

The soft girl whispered in my ear again, "I can only guess once!"

I had no clue, I couldn't guess.

I wanted her to remind me, but I didn't dare to speak, and if I said something would be equivalent to guessing once, wouldn't it be a tragedy for me.

The soft girl then said: "If you don't guess, you'll die!"

I'll go to her uncle's.

I knew that this was the case, I should have learned from Xun Qianling the moment she blinded me just now, and threw the sharp knife in her hand directly behind me.

But now that she's got hold of me, I can't do it anymore.

I felt the back of my neck getting colder and colder, it wasn't a psychological effect, there was obviously a wet and cool thing licking me!

It gave me chills to my bones and goosebumps falling to the ground.

The soft girl saw that I didn't speak, and seemed to have no patience, so she took the initiative to say to me: "I hope you know me in the next life, my name is ......"

"Slow !!"

I hurriedly shouted, interrupted her words, and opened my mouth to say, "Your surname is Miao, your name is Miao, your name is Miao."

As soon as these words came out, the chill on his neck disappeared instantly.

The soft girl let go of my blindfolded hand, and the moonlight shone into my pupils again, allowing me to see what was in front of me.

I turned around and saw a woman with a disheveled hair standing behind me.

The wind is getting lighter.

Her long, unkempt hair was in front of her face, and she wore a long white dress, looking like a female ghost without a face.

She is supposed to be the female ghost that Swallow saw at the masquerade, causing a stampede that kills two new students.

It seems that I guessed correctly, her name is Miao Miao.

It's really my guess......

In my desperation, the only name that came to my mind was this name, and I said it casually, and I guessed it right, evil chick......

But she's not the Miao Miao I know.

The soft girl stood in front of me, a little overwhelmed, and the breeze occasionally blew her tousled hair, revealing a miserable white face and a blood-red mouth.

Although the face color is not good-looking, it looks quite delicate.

I touched the back of my neck, it was sticky, not bloody, just kissed me, because she was just tall enough to reach my neck.

The soft girl said to herself, "You know me, you know me...... Someone knows me and knows me......"

As he spoke, he squatted on the ground and trembled.

Crying.

I don't usually comfort people, but she's clearly not human.

So I reached out and patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "Why are you so excited, don't cry, it's not good to cry again, get up."

The soft girl stood up obediently, touched my face with her little pale hand, and said, "You know me, thank you for knowing me...... I'm satisfied that someone knows me......"

Cold, pale little hands slid from my cheeks to my neck, then to my chest, and from my chest to my arm, my injured right arm.

Then he picked up my arm and looked at it, and a crystal clear tear fell from the corner of my eye and landed on my right arm, soaking through the bandaged clothes, and instantly condensed into flakes of ice crystals.

The tears of the female ghost surprised me.

My right arm was soaked in ice water, the chill penetrated my heart, the chill wiped away the pain, and gradually, the chill made me enjoy it very much, and the whole arm was cool and comfortable.

Just as I was intoxicated, the soft girl pounced forward and pounced directly on the sharp knife I was holding in my left hand.