Ye Wanqiu's expression also looked a little embarrassed. The pit people were so happy before, they forgot that this body is not like a ghost, it can be full with a few sips of cold air, and it must be eaten.

He still didn't look the same on the surface, and said, "You shouldn't have eaten dinner either! Can you recommend a delicious restaurant?"

Boy: "...... what kind of god twist is this!?"

But the identity of the Chitose God of Gambling is too notorious, and Ye Wanqiu's killing methods are also too bloody, so the boy's first impression is that he wants to find a place where no one is and then kill him.

Peeling, cramping, bone pulling......

The thought of such a scene made the boy tremble.

Since you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust!

The young man's brain is getting bigger and bigger, fantasizing about his various bloody ends, and secretly making a major decision......

Ye Wanqiu saw his face frightened for a while, hideous for a while, and didn't know what he was making up in his head.

If he knew that this young man's mind was about to be programmed into a bloody, blue-faced and fanged monster, he would definitely have turned the images he had made up into reality.

The young man who had already thought about the plan in his heart, and his face, which looked a little sallow because of years of malnutrition, immediately changed to a flattering smile.

"I know a bakery that's been around for more than 30 years. The dough and filling are completely different from the bread we eat, and it is a must-try delicacy in the Forgotten Traces. The brain-opening teenager took a deep breath and said.

Ye Wanqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the young man's gaze with a little smiling: "Then, thank you." What's your name?"

The boy didn't expect the "big devil" to thank him. Under the gaze of Ye Wanqiu's deep eyes, she looked a little flattered, and said, "No thanks, no thanks, it should be." The little one's name was John. ”

Ye Wanqiu said "um", indicating that she had heard it, and said, "Lead the way!"

John immediately nodded and walked in front of Ye Wanqiu to lead the way, and looked back from time to time to make sure he was still following him.

The moonlight sprinkled on the young man's excessively pale and beautiful face, which was beautiful and picturesque. A long hair flutters in the wind as it moves, like a dreamy light veil under the moonlight.

The beauty under the moon is nothing more than that.

John admits that the scum Chitose is the best-looking he has ever seen, but at this moment, he is actually a little stupid.

As soon as he discovered this terrifying idea, John immediately slapped himself twice.

What do you think!

How can you be tempted by beauty!

He's a super bloody and terrifying existence!

He's a man, a man!

"Why are you beating yourself?" Ye Wanqiu crossed her arms, her slender figure looked a little thin. The shadow was stretched long, long under the dim magic lamp.

The sparkling surface of the lake is a shimmering light projected by the light. It's like another night sky.

"No, it......'s nothing," John was already stammering a little as he spoke, and he didn't dare to look him in the eye anymore, and quickly turned his face away in fright, for fear that his plan would be discovered.

This scumbag Chitose, there must be something wrong!

Who who has grown up in the Marks of Oblivion doesn't know that he can't pass this cursed face at midnight?

For thirty years, how many people have passed by here at this time and then died!?

But Ye Wanqiu's face was still as usual, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, which made people never see his emotions at the moment.

When approaching the lake, Ye Wanqiu suddenly stopped, looked at the lake surface with a slight microwave, and suddenly said, "There are many corpses in this lake!"

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, bringing a chill and blowing the boy's long hair all over the sky.

In a position where only he could see, the shadow on the surface of the lake gradually changed.

The figure in the lake is not Chitose. It's a teenager about the same age.

With long pale gray hair flowing and deep purple eyes, people can't help but want to sink. Pale to the point of almost sickly complexion, the pale cherry lips are more and more charming. The two good-looking lip flaps were pursed unhappily or sadly, with a slight upward arc, as if smiling but not smiling.

That's what Ye Wanqiu looked like before her death!

A thousand years ago, after he died, he became a ghost cultivator, and even if he condensed into an entity, there was still no shadow. Only a cursed mirror or a water surface with a very strong yin aura can reflect his appearance.

Remember, the last time I saw myself clearly was hundreds of years ago......

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar beautiful faces on the water, Ye Wanqiu felt a little surprised.

The sword eyebrows were raised slightly, and the beautiful young man in the water also raised his eyebrows with his movements, and the movements were very good-looking.

From John's point of view, it is not possible to see the stunning color in the clear water.

He gritted his teeth and said with some suspicion: "There are indeed many corpses in this lake, and soon, you will become one of them." ”

John flew towards Ye Wanqiu, trying to push him into the water.

Everything happens between fire and light.

Although John is not a martial artist, he also exercised when he was a child, and his movements are much faster than ordinary people.

However, Ye Wanqiu is not an ordinary person. Strictly speaking, he's not even human.

Just as John was about to pounce on him, completely unable to stop, he suddenly flashed, like a phantom dodging John's flutter.

"Plop!" is the sound of someone falling overboard.

"Help, help, help!" John struggled desperately in the water, and soon choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and his face suddenly turned hideous.

The calm surface of the lake was broken all at once.

Ye Wanqiu took a step back, so as not to be splashed by the splash he was stirring up.

"You!you did it! Something seemed to be pulling at his feet, pulling him down frantically.

Ye Wanqiu swept it with his mental power and found that there was a piranha dragging his trouser legs. But fortunately, there is only one, and the force is not great, and in the process of John's fluttering, he has already broken free.

He stomped on the piranha's body and stumbled up with the force of the impact.

When she met such a shameless person, Ye Wanqiu couldn't even maintain the arc of the corners of her mouth that seemed to be smiling, and said speechlessly: "It's you who want to push my good fell." ”

Feeling that this person is really super annoying, a piranha may not be able to kill him, Ye Wanqiu recruited a little ghost, let him use the ghost upper body, and pressed John down.