Turning suddenly, a female ghost with a pale face and a veil of blood appeared in front of him, her eyes were like two bloody holes, and her head was draped in tattered gray veils.

She raised her arm and waved her gown, and a cloud of musty smoke from the cellar rushed towards him.

She is very beautiful, with long soft black hair, when she smiles, there are two dimples on her face, a long skirt, charming, coquettish, for a while, the sun is sprinkled all over her, and your eyes are all focused on her.

During the day, she returned to the underworld and sat on the side of the Yellow Spring Road with her legs crossed.

is still red like blood, black hair like ink.

She held a manzhu sawa in her mouth, and looked indifferently at the hurried soul on the road.

The corners of her beautiful mouth are always slightly raised, and there is a touch of ridicule, as if she is mocking the world.

She had white hands, slender fingers, and no blood.

It's just that the beautiful nails, painted with blood, are extraordinarily enchanting.

She wore narrow satin shoes, hollowed out, still blood-red.

She has beautiful waist-length hair, pure jet black, and neat bangs that cover her eyebrows.

When the wind rises, the hair flutters, hiding the delicate face.

The clothes are flying, bewitching and weird.

Two deep eye sockets, about ten centimeters in diameter, each with three centimeters of blood flowing down, she howled, and her whole face was distorted, like rugged mountains and valleys, its teeth sharp, however, incomplete.

For a moment, in her, in her empty eyes, you saw your own fear, panic, emotion, resentment, remorse, darkness, evil, hatred...... And so on and so forth.

Dressed in a white robe, wearing a Taoist temple or a Taoist bun, holding floating dust in his hand, and carrying a sword.

"In the past, Wu Daozi painted Zhong Kui, dressed in a blue shirt, with one foot, a squint, a waist, a scarf and unkempt hair, catching ghosts with his left hand, and cutting his ghost eyes with his right hand. ”

Taoists are not confined to things, not trapped in the narrow, and multiply things to play with their hearts rather than serve immortals.

Immortal style and bones are talented, personable, dignified, radiant, smiling, full of red light, radiant and respectful, natural and inactive, quiet and soft, selfless, not contentious, and true patriotism and religion.

Taoism is characterized by naturalness, simplicity, simplicity, purity and loftiness.

Lately, he has often had a dream in which he dreamed that he was a different person.

I saw a very handsome and upright man slowly stepping down the mountain with an unusually beautiful young man, this was just a doppelganger.

The man's appearance is already one of the best among vampires, his delicate facial features are handsome and elegant, his thin lips are indescribably beautiful, and his deep and distant blue eyes are like a night sky shining with stars, which can simply calm people's hearts.

The hair is scattered on the shoulders and wet on the face, the small cherry mouth, there is still a trace of blood between the lips and teeth, a shallow smile, through the large open neckline of the red robe, the pointed chin and the beautiful collarbone have amazing perfection, and the girl's slender body is also a blood-red long skirt, and the cotton skirt swaying in the wind.

In the distance, a jumping red dot floated from a distance, and in a moment it had come to the back of the young man, it was a girl wrapped in a red robe, she was only five years old, her long silver hair fluttered in the wind, like the changing tail of a demon fox, and the silver light was dotted where it passed, the white mist was boundless, and it was as white as ever, it was really beautiful to the extreme.

A red shadow is still the same, slender and white bony hands, holding down the abdomen, where bright red blood is constantly flowing, black hair is like silk, no decoration, evil hanging down, the corners of the red mouth are filled with a trace of blood, the beautiful face is bloodless, and the blood-red eyes are dull.

He had a nightmare in which he dreamed that he was falling asleep, sitting, standing, weak, and painful, and that his body seemed to fall apart.

When he woke up, the reality he saw was even more terrifying than a dream: not only did you and your family lose so much weight overnight that there was only a thin layer of dried flesh covering the bones, but also bloodless!

Dry hands, dark green eyes, when he looked at the two fangs, the next second there were two small blood holes in his neck.

He walked up to her, looked down at her coldly, her eyes couldn't leave his breathtaking pupils, she couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered in a choked voice, I'm sorry.

He bent down and put his hands on her shoulders, and his head drew closer and closer to hers.

"No Hime. A deep, strong voice suddenly came out of his mouth, and he stared into the distance, his eyes deep and unwavering, and once they turned blood-red, they were chilling.

He raised his arms gracefully, as if waiting for something, as if he wanted to say something, and he had a heart that could not be guessed.

Don't you even want to come? Am I really that unbearable?

Immerse yourself in a dark past.

There is no escaping the black hour.

Yet deep down in the depths of the heart is engulfed in darkness.

In such a filthy place.

But there's an incredible light.

Wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth, the world is redefined by me, hunger is the best seasoning.

Loneliness is the strongest hypnotic life fades with time, and the soul is eternal with life.

I stood at the end of time, smiling and watching the whole world burn to ashes.

The night is no longer merciful, and loneliness is not hidden.

What kind of pious gaze should we use to greet the dawn, or what kind of cold posture should we use to stifle the rising sun.

Moonlight, quiet is my exclusive romance; Blood, what flows is not my arbitrariness.

The lonely and melancholy wanderer God will not be attached to you because of your piety, then believe that the devil can give you everything.

Even if we are spurned by God, and we are immortal and immortal, we must always carry our curse on our shoulders and walk in darkness, but we must always hold our heads high and maintain our pride.

A handsome vampire elder with extremely complex sexuality, a human-wolf ruler of the power of kings.

A well-planned conspiracy to usurp power, an emotional entanglement outside the conspiracy.

Who is it that should exist in this world?

Pointed ears, wrinkled face, bloody mouth, nostrils really like a factory smoke window, mouth dripping with freshly inhaled residual blood, white eyes and brown hair are frizzy, thin cheeks, black smoke nostrils, eyes glowing cold green, face like other people's skin, dirty, exposed bones.

The combination of these eyes, along with the blood-red hands and the undried blood, made this delicate doll-like girl a little strange.

The woman stood elegantly, her blood-red eyes emotionless, and the crimson whirlpool carried a suffocating sense of depression.

The soft fabric of the crimson cloth wrapped around her delicate body, and the cold body exuded the smell of death.

The delicate face was abnormally white, and the blood-red wound on the white arm was conforming at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The young man next to him was wearing a white shirt and a black gown.

The facial features are feminine, the body is long, and the skin is fair and tender.

There is an indescribable softness in a pair of light blue eyes, as if it can attract people's eyes deeply.

His face was covered with the glow of a crystal lamp, and the rising halo around him was wrapped around him, giving people a bewitching aura.

No wonder it can make many people crazy, the beauty of this teenager has reached the point of indignation between people and gods, and it is rare in the world for a vampire to grow like him......

When she turned to leave, behind the still moss-covered statue, a young priest in a white shirt was looking at her with a sad look that was completely different from the one before.

The vampire's castle was covered by dark clouds, and it was still raining, and it was very deserted, but no matter how cold it was, it couldn't cover the magnificence of the castle, but the castle was no longer inhabited by anyone at this time.

Let's go, I'm not the vampire I used to be, my malignancy has been cleared. Now I'm just a little Xianmen.

"And what's next?" Tassel asked. ”

"The man became a priest, and as for the female ghost, she waited for hundreds of years to no avail, and her resentment was very deep, and she turned into an evil ghost and caused trouble in all directions. ”

Its strength was so strong that all the priests of the Heavenly Sect were killed, and then the matter was over.

Dressed in red, the silk thread kills.

No one had ever met her, and all who had met had died under her red line, except for the teenager.

(This is a story of two ghosts falling in love.) , but the male ghost flew into a god, and the gods and ghosts had to cut off this love. ）

I'm confused when I write this paragraph, and I feel a little messy.