Chapter 773: A Wolf (47)

At this moment, Zhang Tong and the others, who had just fled to a remote town, temporarily checked into an inn, Xiu'er looked around the door, closed the door of the box, Zhang Tong couldn't wait to pick up the person, and said happily: "Xiu'er, we can finally be together." ”

The woman hooked his neck and let him put himself on the bed, the man's breathing gradually became short, and when he was about to lean down, Xiu'er's beautiful eyes widened, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

Zhang Tong's back stiffened, he looked back, and was crashing into a pair of bottomless dark pupils, Jun flicked the dust that did not exist on his body, walked to the bedside, looked at the woman who forced him to calm down and said, "Served me for more than ten years, and now you can't recognize me?" ”

The last bit of luck in Xiu'er's heart was gone, she trembled her legs, slumped on the bed, and looked at her in horror: "You, aren't you dead?" ”

"Who said you would die if you jumped off a cliff?"

"That'...... It's impossible for you to be on such a high cliff...... Still alive, you're not her. ”

"If I weren't her, what would you be afraid of?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, and her tone was nonchalant, as if she was admiring the struggles of the ants.

Zhang Tong came back to his senses at this time, he also stared at Jun Qing with a stunned face, and his reaction was the same as that of a woman, and he said in disbelief: "It is impossible for her to be alive, who are you?" ”

"Who am I? Guess what. ”

Hearing her say this, the two breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they admit that it is not, then they will have no grievances, why be afraid of her, Zhang Tong is still confident in his fists and feet.

It's a pity that Jun Qing interrupted his fantasy in an instant, his smile was faint and weird, and the words he spit out were even more life-threatening: "Borrowing a corpse to return her soul, using her body, I have to repay her debts." ”

In the middle of the night, it is quiet all around, and when you hear this kind of words, you can't help but feel a chill rise from the bottom of your heart, especially the person who speaks, who has the same face as the person who has died, and who has done something wrong, is the most likely to be afraid.

Xiu'er immediately screamed in horror, but this box was arranged by Jun Qing with a soundproof enchantment, and it couldn't be transmitted at all.

Zhang Tong was quite calm, he stared at the other party, clenched the long sword in the middle, and said: "It's ridiculous, you think that the words of ghosts and gods can make us believe." ”

Jun sneered: "What does it matter to me whether you believe it or not?" Stay here tonight. ”

The struggle of the ants, she admired it almost enough, so she lost her patience, and as soon as the jade stretched, the two bodies moved uncontrollably in front of her.

The two were shocked, terrified to the extreme, Zhang Tong wanted to draw his sword, but found that he couldn't lift it at all, and the next moment, he died in the struggle, unable to make a sound at all.

Jun relaxed, wiped his palms with a little disgust, and then threw out the corpse powder, which was innocent and traceless.

She pushed open the door and stepped upstairs into the night.

The guy at the door of the store suddenly shrunk, feeling something float by, he looked around, everything was as usual, he couldn't help knocking on the door, cheered up, and continued to look at the store.

When Jun Qing returned to the house again, she was unexpectedly entangled in her body, and the young man hung on her, and she was a little scared in her eyes who only knew how to eat and drink on weekdays.

"What's wrong with you?" She put her arm around him and put him on the bed: "Why didn't you sleep?" ”

He didn't speak, he rolled over and pressed her, like an octopus, and entangled her to death.

"So proactive tonight." She teased, with a slight force, the position of the two was reversed, and the young man did not resist, still holding on to her, and trying to lean towards her, as if seeking a sense of security.