"Don't scare me, don't scare me. Hua Wancao was also shocked, if that Hua Qianyue really became a ghost who died unjustly, didn't the other party also hear her own words just now?

"Give me back my soul~" Suddenly, a black shadow was reflected on the window, startling the two women in the room who screamed and ran around.

Hua Jiangyue had just heard the viciousness of the two women outside, and she had already pasted the cut red paper on her tongue, and recruited all her hair in front of her.

"Mo Butterfly Splashing Fragrance~" Hua Chuyan trembled and called the names of the two maids, but unfortunately, just now these two girls had already seen the ghost of Hua Jiangyue on the hill, even if there were ten thousand taels of silver at this time, it was impossible to come out and block in front of their own young lady, no matter how much silver there was, they couldn't change their lives.

"Miss Nine, your eyes are like mirrors, on weekdays, we didn't provoke you. Go back quickly, I will burn a lot of money for you, so that you can be a rich lady in that world. Mo Die was so frightened that she hid under Hua Chuyan's bed, curled up in a ball, her body trembled, her fingers closed, and her mouth murmured.

Hua Chuyan saw that the two girls occupied a good place, and wanted to be angry but couldn't be angry at this time, Hua Wancao squatted under the table of the Eight Immortals at this time, grabbed a table leg and looked around, there was really nowhere to hide, so she had to squat next to the Eight Immortals table, and Hua Wancao could only accommodate one person below, but she could only squat aggrievedly next to the other table leg, and she didn't care if the table was dirty or not, like grabbing a life-saving floating grass, holding it tightly in her arms.

At this time, several people were squatting, so Hua Jiangyue's body in front of the window was particularly tall, and it looked even more terrifying.

"Give me back my life~~" With a bang, the window opened, and the tall Hua Jiangyue suddenly appeared in the window, her black hair covered her face, only the long red tongue that hung down to her chest, flashing and swaying there, and the plain white clothes, like mourning clothes, fluttered in the window.

Hua Chuyan and Hua Wancao in the house were already frightened, and suddenly an inexplicable yin wind swished, extinguishing all the lights in the house.

"Don't~Don't come over~" Hua Chuyan hugged the Eight Immortals table with milk, not daring to look at the ghost shadow in front of him, the room was already dark, but outside the window, it was bright.

The window frame was inexplicably blown open, and Hua Jiangyue was close at hand, except for the red tongue that stretched out to her chest just now, Hua Jiangyue's eyes were also spewing fire.

"I died so miserably~ I died so miserably" The sound of sorrow and mourning drifted from the window, and the elongated trills trembled so terribly, Hua Jiangyue knew that she was a little excited just now, and her eyes began to burn again, but this is no wonder for her, who let them mention their mother just now?

Thinking of her mother, Hua Jiangyue is even more miserable, in her previous life, she was busy with her studies, and it was rare to go home once a year, and she thought that she would stay in school to teach, and then the school would take her mother over to live together in a dormitory, but now, looking at the vast starry sky, in a corner of this universe, my mother didn't know how to hold her posthumous photo and shed tears.

And the two former best friends in their dormitory, after the successful planning of the bombing, are they also like the two vicious sisters in front of them, who are secretly proud?