The wounds on his body have been slowly recovering, and the overdrawn physical strength is slowly recovering.

Lu Jiye stood up silently against the wall, his unhealed wounds seeping with blood, dripping on the ground little by little.

The moonlight stretched his departing back for a long, long time.

Quiet solitude.

Like a wounded puppy, alone in the corner, licking its wounds.

——

Jiang Yu turned around and walked back, and the corner was empty.

The evening breeze was blowing, with a chill.

After only a few moments, the person ran away.

Looks like he's recovering quickly.

She was also brain-dead, so she listened to the words of the milk dumpling, and turned around to come back and plan to take him away.

Jiang Yu turned around and left with an expressionless face.

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…

Jiang Yu stayed comfortably at home for a few days, lying at home playing happily fighting the landlord, drinking milk tea, ordering takeout, and living a very comfortable life.

The technology of 3044 has been developed to the extreme, and interstellar scientific research has already existed in many first-tier cities, and it can be seen everywhere on the streets.

Jiang Yu leaned lazily on the sofa, put aside the hot mobile phone that had been played, and looked up at the latest tech horror movie.

A cyan face appeared on the photon screen that occupied almost the entire wall, and the cool breeze swished, and the low and eerie melody was directly creepy.

The little milk dumplings lying on Jiang Yu's laps were all curled up together, and their short little hands covered their eyes.

But I covered my eyes, but my ears could still hear the eerie melody.

The little milk dumpling was so frightened that she quickly covered her ears.

As soon as the hand was removed, the face of the terrifying female ghost with a hideous cyan appeared in front of its eyes.

The little milk dumpling screamed out in fright: [Ahhhh 】

The soft hairs of the whole body, which were originally fluffy, instantly became hard and exploded, from the root of the fluffy to the tip, the whole ball looked fluffy and swollen more than doubled.

The fried milk dumplings felt better, and Jiang Yu continued to rua the milk dumplings with peace of mind without any guilt burden.

The whole dumpling was so frightened that she nestled in Jiang Yu's arms, her little hands covered her ears, and her head was buried in Jiang Yu's lap.

This is the 3** chapter. Woo woo woo, it just doesn't understand.

It's been 3044 years, why are there still horror movies now!

Trends and classics will never go out of style!

The little milk dumpling suddenly felt a gentle blow on her back.

The fluffy fur was blown to the sides, and there was a chill on the back.

At that moment, the hair of the milk ball exploded again.

It cried and screamed: "Help, help, there are ghosts!!" 】

The ancestor who successfully played a prank and tricked the little milk dumpling showed a satisfied smile after succeeding.

She didn't change her face, and she frowned and pretended to be fierce: [What are you arguing about? If you make another noise, you will throw it out to feed the female ghost. 】

Jiang Fei's words directly frightened the crying little milk dumplings to shut up.

Because it was suddenly collected too quickly, the little milk dumpling couldn't help but burp with a crying voice.

Controlling the big and making the owl. It didn't dare to speak, and buried it silently in Jiang Yu's hand, telling itself over and over again in her heart that these were all fake, fake!

There are no ghosts in the world, just as there is no real Ultraman in the world!

At this time, suddenly the doorbell rang outside the door.

The little milk dumpling that had just comforted him heard the sudden ringing of the bell, and the whole cold hair stood up.

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