Nangong Thirteen asked again, looking at Wen Baiyu seriously, without the meaning of joking at all.

"Do you want to see it?"

"Wu Chongnian."

Wen Baiyu finally moved, looked back at Nangong Thirteen and nodded, his voice was a little hoarse: "I want to see you." ”

I dreamed of it.

Nangong Thirteen asked: "In order to see him, promise anything?" ”

Wen Baiyu nodded: "Yes." ”

Wu Chongnian, who heard the conversation next to him, was very moved, look at it, how good is this fan? He was so moved.

"That's what you said!" Nangong Thirteen's expression was excited, "You can't regret it when the time comes!" ”

Wen Baiyu didn't speak.

Nangong Thirteen is not at ease, what if Wen Baiyu really doesn't admit it? So he added: "If you dare to repent, I will be angry with your idol!" I let him lose his soul and make him unable to reincarnate! Can't be reborn! ”

Wen Baiyu's cold gaze fell on Nangong Thirteen's body, this man really owes it.

"I won't go back."

"That's good."

The weak and helpless ghost of Wu Chongnian silently shrank in the corner.

The pursuers of the underworld are really terrifying......

At every turn, he will talk about his soul or something.

Nangong Thirteen closed his eyes, his hand with a black skull was printed, and his index finger was raised in front of his pale lips, and a spell that Wen Baiyu had never heard before came out of Nangong Thirteen's mouth.

A low and distant voice echoed in this space, Wen Baiyu stared at Nangong Thirteen's lips without blinking, and suddenly a strange red light rose from Nangong Thirteen's body, and a rolling air flow lifted the black cloak that Nangong Thirteen covered his body,

A long hair like a flame flew in the air, Nangong Thirteen's face looked even paler under the backdrop of the flames, and the word "Underworld" engraved on his cheeks caught people's eyes in an instant.

Wen Baiyu's gaze fell on the skull on the back of Nangong Thirteen's hand, and the moment he saw it, his heart suddenly jumped, and a feeling of suffocation gradually intensified, and he now had a feeling that he was looking directly at death.

The skull on the back of Nangong Thirteen's hand was as if it was alive, and it suddenly cracked its mouth and smiled, forming a phantom.

Suddenly enlarged and rushed towards Wen Baiyu, Wen Baiyu's eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge away, but his footsteps were fixed in place, unable to move at all.

He could only watch as the huge skull passed through his body, giving him a cold and cold feeling

In the next second, the world in Wen Baiyu's eyes completely changed.

The room, which had been brightly lit, suddenly became dark, and some black mist with no substance wafted in the air.

Wen Baiyu looked at the surrounding environment in surprise, one eye pupil turned dark red, and it was not easy to be seen if she didn't look carefully.

Wen Baiyu himself did not know about these changes.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded: "Lord Nangong, what have you done to this young man?" ”

"I feel the dead air on his body, all of a sudden there is a lot less!"

Wen Baiyu heard the third person's voice, turned his eyes and looked over, and met Wu Chongnian's eyes accurately at a glance.

Obviously a man who did not match the image in his heart at all, Wen Baiyu recognized it in an instant.

This person is Chongnian, the big brother who has always taken care of him, treated him well, and played guitar for him when he was in the orphanage.

The only one who treats him like a relative.

"Brother Chongnian." Wen Baiyu spoke in a hoarse voice.

Wu Chongnian looked at Wen Baiyu suspiciously, and wrinkled his eyebrows: "We know each other?" ”

Wen Baiyu took off her hat and mask, revealing her immature and delicate face: "It's me." ”

Seeing that familiar and somewhat unfamiliar face, Wu Chongnian's eyes widened, surprised and a little uncertain: "Xiaoyu? ”