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It seemed slow, but it arrived in front of Bao Jianxia in an instant.

A strange smile bloomed on the blood-red lips, revealing snow-white teeth, and raised two hands high towards Bao Jianxia. The snow-white slender fingers were curved like hooks, and the ten nails were long and sharp, like ten snow-bright sharp spikes, shining with a cold light on the top of Bao Jianxia's head.

"Ahh It's all Murong Wan's idea to come out late! She forced me to do that! It was Murong Wanwan who pushed you into the water! It's none of my business! It's really none of my business! Don't kill me! I don't want to die......"

"Bao Xinrou" was stunned for a moment, and then a sneer slowly rose at the corner of her mouth.

Then, with a sudden flick of her right fingertips, an inaudible sound of air cut through the air, and almost at the same time, Bao Jianxia's body went limp, and she slowly fell to the floor next to the wall......

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Bao Jianxia opened her eyes blankly.

After a moment, she sat up abruptly and looked around in horror.

But she found herself lying on the bed, the quilt on her body was also well covered, Helan Yiyi was lying sideways beside her, sleeping very sweetly with her eyes closed.

Bao Jianxia covered her chest and exhaled a long breath.

Could it be another nightmare she had?

However, this dream was also too real, much more real and terrifying than the nightmares she had before.

Thinking about it now, she still can't help but feel numb and trembling all over.

At this moment, a terrible thought suddenly popped out uncontrollably from the bottom of her heart - Bao Xinrou is not dead! What she saw last night wasn't actually a ghost, but a living Bao Xinrou!

It's just that immediately after that, she denied her guess.

Before going to bed last night, she locked the doors and windows herself, and she specially checked them twice before stopping, so it was impossible for outsiders to come in......

Thinking of this, her heart jumped suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat followed her back.

She immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tiptoed barefoot to the table, pulled out a small, sharp fruit knife from her bag, and examined it carefully in the room.

Wardrobes, washrooms, under tables, behind sofas, and outside rooms......

After making sure that there were no Tibetans in the room, and checking all the doors and windows again, to make sure that they were all locked, Bao Jianxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like she's scared herself again......

Even if Bao Xinrou is alive, it is impossible to get in, and even if she can enter, it is impossible to leave in a state where the doors and windows are all locked.

So, what exactly is a dream? Or did you really hell with it?

It's just a dream, if it's really Bao Xinrou's ghost, then why haven't you looked for her for three years, but you found her on the night she lived in Xiyuan?

That's a bit of a counterintuitive......

Bao Jianxia stood in front of the bedroom window with a heavy heart, still unconsciously holding the fruit knife in her hand, and staring out of the window with her eyes stunned.

I don't know when it rained outside.

Although it was already six o'clock in the morning, it looked like it was just four or five o'clock in the morning because the sky was full of clouds.

The lights on the covered bridge have not yet been extinguished, and in the hazy rain curtain, clusters of cold light are flashing.

It's like the soft gaze in a dream, which makes her feel cold all over her body.

Bao Jianxia couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly turned around, but slammed into a white shadow behind him.

She screamed in fright, and instinctively swung her fruit knife and stabbed at the figure behind her.