Seeing that the soul body of the Blood Rakshasa did not have the terrifying appearance it had before.

He turned into a standard Gangnam person, with fair skin, delicate facial features, and natural long hair, wearing a white dirty dress that reached his feet and neck, and white strappy low-heeled sandals on his feet, revealing smooth and tender toes.

However, it is still possible to clearly see what kind of abuse the Blood Rakshasa experienced during his lifetime.

The bruises on the exposed arms were enough to show the blood stains mixed with the liquid I don't know what it was, and what kind of tragic condition the body under the long dress left behind.

The appearance of the Blood Rakshasa was rapidly decreasing as the Yin Qi was rapidly decreasing, getting closer and closer to what she was before she died.

Finally, it stopped at the Blood Rakshasa, whose beautiful and clear eyes were dug out and became two blood holes, and the face was ruined in a mess, and it was impossible to see the original appearance.

The skirt on the body was also torn and there was no trace of the long skirt, which was like a strip of rag, and even the effect of covering the body could not be seen.

The long hair was a mess, probably a fatal wound on the back of the head, and blood was constantly flowing down the long hair.

The current appearance of the Blood Rakshasa can be said to be miserable.

I stopped reciting the Atina Vajra Sutra.

"If you leave Su Ningyue's body, I will help you."

As I said this, the person had already walked in the direction of "Su Ningyue" and stretched out his hand towards the Blood Rakshasa.

The Blood Rakshasa looked at me with her empty eyes, and she let out a crying laugh.

I know it's hard for a girl who has endured such inhuman harm to trust a strange man to lend her a helping hand.

But since I have chosen the path I want to take in the future, eating this bowl of underworld rice, there are some things that I have to do.

Although I can't empathize with the damage suffered by the Blood Rakshasa , I can also feel the pain and helplessness of being hurt because my heart was replaced by a fox demon with a soul nourishing stone, but I am powerless to struggle and fight back.

"Help me...... Hahaha...... How can you help me? ”

"Let me lose my power, can't take revenge is to help me?"

"You men are not to be trusted."

The Blood Rakshasa was like the most ridiculous joke he'd ever heard.

"But even if you don't believe me now, who else can you count on but me?"

"You should also know that I can get rid of you at any time, after all, you are just a ghost who is slightly more powerful than the other ghosts now."

I said the desperate truth, and it succeeded in causing turmoil in the soul of the Blood Rakshasa .

"I'm going to kill you!"

The two blood holes of the Blood Rakshasa began to shed blood and tears again.

But when she said that, she didn't take action and pounced on me.

"I have no ill will, you can feel it."

I wiped a handful of sweat from my head.

"Remember what you say."

Blood Rakshasa had a bit of intimidation and scenacity in his voice.

"Okay! So can you leave her body now? ”

I always felt like I had dug a big hole for myself.

But thinking about it, no matter how big this pit is, it is worth it to save Su Ningyue.

The Blood Rakshasa didn't answer my question.

It's just that Su Ningyue's body fell backwards, and a gray-black air mass like something flew towards me.

I snatched a few steps forward, and narrowly caught Su Ningyue's body, which was almost in close contact with the ground.

He lightly helped the person to stand up, and breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, it would be nice that this matter could end peacefully.

"Yes, yes."

The fourth uncle nodded with a very satisfied smile, and then beckoned to the security guards in the factory to send these people who fell into a coma and fell to the ground because they were not controlled by the Blood Rakshasa and did not queue up to jump off the building like dumplings, and there was no mercy on me.

The fourth uncle left to close up, of course, this end also includes collecting money from the person in charge here.

I think the fourth uncle did this, in fact, to leave room for me and Su Ningyue to get along.

I shook my head with a wry smile, the fourth uncle really thinks so highly of me.

What can I do to a girl who is unconscious.

Besides, although I am not a decent gentleman, I will never take advantage of others.

sent Su Ningyue back to her dormitory, turned around when the door was closed, and took a deep look at Su Ningyue, who was lying on the bed in the dormitory, her face was not very good, and her lips were pale before she was a little reluctant to leave.

I knew I couldn't stay here for long.

Not to mention whether it will ruin Su Ningyue's reputation, it's just that behind me, or next to me, there is a blood rakshasa that I can't see now, but it emits cold air all the time, reminding me of the existence of the other party.

You can't let the other party get too close to Su Ningyue, who has just been possessed.

Otherwise, no one can say that it is good, and the other party will not suddenly regret it, and then go back to possess it.

Just in case, I left Su Ningyue's dormitory almost as fast as I could.

I didn't wait for my fourth uncle, so I went back to the paper-cutting shop by myself.

When I went back to the paper-cutting shop, I didn't even give myself time to take a breath and rest, so I took the paper-cutting necessities that I was used to on weekdays and went into my own house.

I've seen the fourth uncle do the spirit before, and I have even seen the fourth uncle seal the spirit.

So I wanted to try to make an aura out of the Blood Rakshasa that couldn't be reincarnated.

Of course, the idea is somewhat whimsical.

But I don't think it's necessary.

There's no harm in trying anyway.

The road did not start in the world, and it was not walked out when people were tempted a little bit.

When you have an idea in your heart, you naturally have to put it into action.

I've seen the appearance of the Blood Rakshasa before his death, even if that look flashes by.

I held a pencil made of cinnabar in my hand and sketched the appearance of the Blood Rakshasa little by little on the paper with the effect of a heart purifying talisman.

As I sat at my desk and carefully traced the eyebrows and eyes of the Blood Rakshasa, the yin qi around me fluctuated.

"Don't make a fuss. There's something waiting for me to finish. ”

I whispered a scolding in my mouth, as if I was talking to a child who didn't want to mess around, which made the gray-black anger come into being.

The other party seemed to be very dissatisfied with my attitude, and directly pulled himself into a dough and pasted it on the paper I was drawing.

I rubbed my eyes, which were too preoccupied, and stared blankly at the yin air mass that was affecting my work.

"You don't need my help anymore?"

Affected by the progress of work, with some emotion, I used the cinnabar pencil in my hand to poke at the yin qi mass that the blood rakshasa had turned into.

Originally, I was going to draw the appearance of the Blood Rakshasa in one go, and then cut out the outline of this guy first.

Then I called it a day, and when I was slow, my strength recovered, and I tried it out in making Lingcai......