Chapter 88: Alone Afraid of Ghosts
Or maybe that place is too bloody and dirty, and there have been too many wrongs, which will lead to the gathering of unjust souls.
Even so, 'they' should go to the culprit!"
By virtue of her power, she had also privately investigated and learned that this kind of similar situation had not been experienced by other members of the church, and the same person whose hands were stained with blood was not either.
As for the culprit, she didn't dare to ask without hesitation, so she could only knock on the side and use some small tricks to pry his mouth.
The mouth is pried open, but the word of the thing can choke a person to death, what karma is, and his face is unfathomable, and the smile on his face is also very weird.
The memory was like a tide, but it was interrupted by the rustle of slowly approaching, and Feiyuan's thoughts gradually returned, and he continued to suffer.
Squatted down with his head in his hands, his body shrunk into a ball, and the fear in his heart did not decrease.
"Please! Don't come over ......."
God, please, hurry up for dawn.
The rustling sound is still there, from far to near. It was the darkness that I couldn't see my fingers, but I could vaguely see a shadow rushing towards her with teeth and claws.
"I have renounced evil for good, I have not harmed the innocent, and I have stopped doing things for that demon. You guys...... Don't come to me again. ”
As if moved by her words, there was a rustling pause, thinking that her words had worked, and when I wanted to make persistent efforts, I suddenly felt that the air around me was cold.
It was not like an ordinary cold, but the kind of cold that spread out from the bottom of my heart, instantly jumping to the limbs and hundreds of remains, so that the flowing blood also froze.
"Adversary?" The cold voice seemed to come from hell, and it was creepy.
Belch...... Can this 'thing' still talk?
It's strange, after so many times, it's the first time she's met someone who can talk.
Wrong! The voice was a little out of tune, but it was still familiar.
The next moment, she jerked to her feet. Gritting his teeth, he used the same tone, and said unusually calmly: "Xue Moyan-"
The other party 'um-hum', which is considered a response. With a flick of his fingertips, a small flame flew straight out, impartially intersecting with another lamp. With his movement, the room instantly brightened as day.
wiped a cold sweat, and the bloodless face regained a little rosy, but the fiercely beating heart was difficult to calm down for a while, and it was still beating fast.
"I really didn't expect that after many years, you are still so timid."
It's ridiculous to say, this girl is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is afraid of ghosts.
As a member of the Holy Sect, she is still a saint under one person and above ten thousand people, but she is afraid of those ethereal things, and few people will believe them even if she says them.
"Are you sick or what's wrong? It's okay not to sleep, and it's good to run to my room in the middle of the night to pretend to be a ghost...... Play? ”
calmed down her fear, and now she is very angry, being teased like this, almost scared away.
After a pause, he glanced at him suspiciously, and frowned consciously: "What do you mean by this?" ”
Walking to the side of the bed, he easily pulled out the dagger that Qi Gen had sunk into, and took off the poked unrecognizable portrait and held it in his hand to look at.
"It's boring." Without raising his head, he said lightly.
Looking at the painting he took down, there was no shame in her eyes, and she looked arrogant. Unrelentingly, he asked: "You said that after many years, you still said that I was timid." Have you known me for a long time? ”
Yue Zhuoyang has been with her for two years, but he doesn't know that she is afraid of ghosts, so what does he mean by this?
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