Shi Ling didn't have time to think about it, and dragged Gu Jiayi over with his spiritual power.

Gu Jiayi was too frightened and already fell into a coma.

Shi Ling stretched out his hand to probe her snort, and when he saw that there was still breath, he threw her aside, and then walked towards Xila.

"Who the hell are you?"

The last time in Happy Valley, Cyra sat on the castle with her backlight, and Shi Ling didn't see her face.

Shi Ling had heard the descriptions of the ghost brides Yu Qinqin and Gu Jiayi before, and he only knew that Sila was wearing a red and black Lolita every time she appeared, holding a black umbrella, but she didn't know her face.

Hearing Shi Ling's words, Cyla's black umbrella was slightly crooked, but she still didn't show her face, her tone was delicate, and she seemed to be a little distressed: "You really don't remember me." ”

Shi Ling racked her brains to recall, and even went through all the patients she knew in the mental hospital, but she didn't remember who it was, so she simply said: "If you raise the umbrella higher, I will know who it is." ”

However, on the other side, he stretched out a finger and shook it, his red lips sneered, and his tone was bad, "You are not qualified to look at me now." ”

Shi Ling became more and more curious, she walked over quickly, trying to lift Cyra's black umbrella, but Cyra in front of her suddenly disappeared.

Shi Ling turned around suddenly, and found that she had appeared behind him at some point.

The rain was heavy, and the black umbrella and the transparent umbrella were against it, and she was only an umbrella away from Cyra.

But Cylla's face was obscured by a black umbrella.

It's close, but the other party is unfathomable. The last time Shi Ling felt this way was when he met the ghost king Sang Fu.

A smile tugged at the corner of Sila's mouth, "Shi Ling, my name is Sila." ”

"What Siba?"

Shi Ling was annoyed, cast a thunderbolt, and hit a ball of lightning towards the opponent.

Cyra finally moved the umbrella that looked like it was welded overhead, and she stepped back, blocking the umbrella forward, and the black umbrella spun to block the ball lightning.

"Shi Ling, you're really boring now."

Cyra snorted.

But Shi Ling felt that after she made her move, there was obviously more excitement in Cyra's tone than just now.

Love to be shocked?

Shi Ling was startled, took a half step back, and looked at her in disbelief, "What kind of Xiba are you, it can't be Shake M, right?" ”

Sila turned the umbrella slightly, the smile on the corner of her lips disappeared, and her voice was slightly deep, "Shi Ling, how many times have I said it, don't call me Xiba, my name is Cyla, not a stick." ”

Shi Ling understood, "West Brazil Pasiba." ”

"Shi Ling!"

Cyra was annoyed, raised her hand, and a black qi condensed, like a long whip, and hit Shi Ling.

Shi Ling quickly recited the sword trick and flew up, dodging the black qi, but was bounced back a few steps by the black qi brought up by the long whip.

Damn, I can't beat it.

Why is it so hard to fight now? Could it be that the players who play her don't have krypton?

Shi Ling was about to drop the sentence "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor young man", turned around and used the sword trick to slip away, and waited to find Luo Yuan to learn a few more metaphysical methods to take revenge, however, Sila on the opposite side put away the black qi.

Don't fight?

Up in the air.

Shi Ling planned to take another look.

Sila on the other side really had no intention of fighting with Shi Ling, but looked at Shi Ling through the black umbrella for a long time before lightly opening her lips: "Shi Ling, we will meet again." ”

"Now you don't deserve to be my opponent, only my toy. I'll have fun with you. The smile on the corner of Cyla's mouth gradually became perverted, and she suddenly raised her lips and laughed uncontrollably.

The next moment, her black umbrella turned and disappeared into the rainy night. (End of chapter)