"Helena is right, you're a lunatic!" Xiwen stared at the bloody Barrow and said coldly.

Barrow's eyes slowly regained focus, waking up like a dream.

"What did you do to me?" His eyes suddenly widened and he yelled. His voice was terrified, even with a hint of crying.

Shivin completely ignored his desires and simply restrained him in place.

"Helena......" He looked at Helena and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

However, Helena didn't realize what he was seeing, and just flew over quickly, carefully examining Xiwen's body.

"Are you really okay?" With a worried look on her face, she reached out and took Xiwen's left arm in her arms, and stretched out her head to check his left shoulder that had been hit earlier.

Xiwen smiled, tilted his head to look at Helena's long, slender eyelashes, and said gently, "I'm really fine, don't forget, I'm a ghost." ”

He thought of the deepest memory that Barrow had sealed away since he became a ghost, and his mood darkened when he thought of the bloody scene at the end.

Xiwen couldn't help but glance at Helena's delicate and white collarbone. He knew that just below this beautiful collarbone, there was a hideous scar on her left chest, which had been hidden in the placket of her clothes.

"What are you looking at?" Helena had already raised her head at this time, looked at Xiwen with a little shyness, and said with disgust.

Only then did Xiwen notice that his gaze was not on the spot, and he raised his head awkwardly and looked at the gray ceiling of the hall.

"It's nothing, I just got distracted......" He still decided not to tell Helena what he had just learned, and said with a little guilt.

Helena rolled her eyes angrily and said, "The ghost only believes!" ”

Xiwen nodded silently and said, "Indeed, since we are all ghosts, then it is enough for ghosts to believe!" ”

Helena: "......"

"Well, two, can you please let Barrow go first." Nicholas said unnaturally.

Just now, Barrow and Xiwen fought each other, and now it is indeed a bit difficult for Xiwen to let him go. However, Barrow is an important member of the Ghost Council, and his safety is not suitable. So Nicholas could only bite the bullet and ask.

Shivin then remembered that Baro the Bloody was still chained to the side by Setolak's crimson chains, so he turned to ask "Helena, what do you want to do with Baro the Bloody?" ”

Helena frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Leave it to the Ghost Council." ”

Shiwen looked at Helena in surprise, he thought that according to her hatred of the bloody Barrow, he would at least be punished very severely.

It wasn't until Helena gave him a meaningful look that Xiwen realized that Helena was thinking about herself.

Sivan's defeat of Barrow the Blood, an important member of the Ghost Council, at the Halloween Dinner, is a conflict that even though Barrow first provoked, it ultimately cost the Ghost Council face and ruined their reputation. If Xiwen were to deal with the bloody Barrow privately, it would probably cause dissatisfaction among many members of the council.

Xiwen doesn't have any connections in the ghost now, and if he wants to fit into this ghost collective, he must have a good relationship with the ghost council. As for the conflict with the bloody Barrow, because of Barrow's violent temper, he has no popularity himself, and no one really cares about what happens to this ghost.

Thinking about this, and thinking that Helena had even given up the punishment of the enemy for herself, moved to Xiwen's heart in an instant.

He said to Nicholas, "I can let Barrow the Bloodied Man and hand him over to the Ghost Council to deal with." However, I'll keep his knife for him for the time being. ”

Shivin walked over to the blind-eyed Barrow, picked up the scimitar at his feet, and looked at it carefully.

It was a quaint scimitar with a modest length and a cold light flashing on the blade, making it look extremely sharp. The handle appears to be wrapped in leather and inlaid with two green crystalline gemstones. The blade is stained with silver blood, showing a beholdening beauty.

'There must be Helena's blood on it.' Xiwen thought with a little sadness.

Probably because it is a weapon carried by a ghost, the knife as a whole appears to be somewhat transparent, and it will penetrate when slashing at external objects, and will not affect the actual objects.

As soon as Xiwen's mind moved, a slender scabbard appeared at his waist, and it was just right to insert Barrow's scimitar into it.

The ghost's clothes and accessories are actually the product of the embodiment of his thoughts, and most of the ghost's clothes can only reflect their deepest obsessions or simply the clothes they wore when they died.

If the ghost's mind is more complete and less affected by obsession, it can change its clothing to a certain extent. For example, Nicholas, who often changes clothes to support his head, is like this.

And Xiwen's soul body is that he can completely control the image he displays, and it is naturally easy to conjure a scabbard for himself.

……

After getting Barrow's scimitar, Shevin took back Setolak's chains and let Barrow go.

However, at this time, Barrow did not react to this, just kept muttering with a nervous face: "I was wrong...... Forgive me...... I was wrong...... Forgive me......"

Shiwen frowned and looked at Nicholas.

Nicholas smiled indifferently and said to Shivan, "It's okay Mr. Strange, Barrow does talk a lot. It's understandable that there was little energy after this failure. ”

"The Ghost Council will arrange for him, and we promise he won't bother you for the rest of the year." He was right.

Xiwen nodded and said, "That's the best." ”

"It was just a little episode." Nicholas floated into the air in the center of the hall and said in a loud voice. "Now, then, let's start our feast!"

As Nicholas's words fell, countless transparent figures who had been impatient began to shuttle back and forth around the long table, tasting the "delicious" food on the table.

Shiwen watched as a chubby ghost next to him opened his mouth wide and let a plate of moldy beef with green hairs slip through his mouth, then floated around the table and began to shake his head with an evocative expression.

The corners of Xiwen's mouth twitched, feeling unacceptable.

"Mr. Ghost, can you really taste this 'dish'?" He asked, stopping the chubby ghost who was about to taste another dish.

"Oh, Mr. Strange, my name is Edmund Grubb, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The chubby ghost bent down with some difficulty, trying to make himself look a little more gentlemanly. "I'll tell you the truth, I can taste it, but it tastes terrible!"

"Then why are you still enjoying this?" Xiwen asked curiously.

"Because only this kind of food with a strong taste can give us a little bit of a taste that still has a sense of taste." Grubb sighed deeply.

Xiwen pinched his chin and felt a sudden attention.

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