Deep blue sea, white islands.

This island is very cold at first sight.

The whole island is like a small hill, with a small bush on it, and the waves "roar" over the beach, as if it is about to be submerged at any time, making people fear in the center of this isolated island.

The bushes have withered and turned a dry yellow. Then, covered in patches of snow. The snow is so thick that it looks like it could crush the island at any moment.

Of course, there are also places that are not submerged in snow. For example, there is a beach on the edge, and there is an iron-colored cliff, and in the middle of the island, there is a large puddle that has frozen, a thick layer of ice, but there is really no snow and ice on it.

Wu Qingqing walked out of the sea, her hair was wet and sticking to her body in embarrassment. But her clothes weren't damp at all, they were still clean, not stained with mud or water.

She was pale, walking dead across the beach, and then fell headlong in the snow.

It was dark, drowsy, and seemed bad.

The goose-feathered snow fell on the island, on her, on the sea and disappeared without a trace.

The wind was howling and it was cold, and it was the first time she had felt cold.

The corners of Wu Qingqing's mouth curled, and tears flowed from her eyes. It was terrible, very painful, and the cold wind blew through her bare skin like a knife.

However, she was very happy.

The phoenix hid and hid deep inside her. She once again regained control of her body.

She tried to get up, but failed.

She was so badly injured that she only moved slightly, and there was unbearable pain all over her body.

For the first time, she felt such pain, laughing and crying, and her face became wet after a while. After a while, the wetting sensation disappeared.

Hair, eyebrows, white ice slag, and snow all over the body.

Wu Qingqing spit out a mouthful of blood, red and gorgeous, in the white snow, very dazzling.

The endless pain made her want to die as soon as possible, but she didn't have the strength to do so.

Her health was getting worse and worse, and she soon fell into a stupor.

The black sky, the white snow, and the blue sea were intertwined in her drowsy mind, twisted, and turned into a colorful poisonous snake that bit off her heart.

I don't know how long it took for her to wake up, a little sober in the endless pain.

In the haze, she saw a star. The stars do not hang in the sky, but in the sea, flickering in a mixture of white and blue.

As the star grew brighter and brighter, she realized, oh, it wasn't a star, it was a lantern!

The lantern hung on a small wave-breaking boat, and a large dog with hooves dragged the small boat to the shore and dragged it ashore.

Then, I saw a few more figures.

Then, a familiar sensation of heat enveloped the body. The phoenix, once again, occupies her body......

"It looks like she's badly injured. On the boat, the ghost cried and looked at the embarrassed Wu Qingqing and said with a smile.

Nangong also looked at Wu Qingqing, his expression was very complicated.

On the one hand, she sympathized with Wu Qingqing, and even felt a little pity for everything that happened to such a girl. On the other hand, she hated the monster in Wu Qingqing's body, that monster played with her like a cat and mouse, wantonly trampled on her dignity, and crushed her into dust. If it weren't for the ghost crying, I'm afraid she would have died of exhaustion and despair.

Boss Wu, he hugged the white bird tightly, trembling like sifting chaff. He knew that Wu Qingqing was terrible, Wu Qingqing hated him, and he almost died in Wu Qingqing's hands more than once. He never thought that the person he was tracking down was actually his nightmare since childhood.

The white bird was a little inexplicable, when he heard the words "Wu Qingqing" in Boss Wu's mouth, after understanding the identity of this embarrassed girl, he hugged Boss Wu and trembled.

Devil Cry took off his boots and jumped out of the boat, and the raging waves rushed up again, past his knees, washing away the remaining snow.

His pants were halfway wet, and the wet sand was under his feet, like the remaining mud in the riverbed, and his feet were deeply sunk into it.

It's cold, this time without the black coat to resist the cold, Ghost Cry is dressed very thickly.

The thick padded jacket was worn on his body, making his figure look bloated. Plus the damage is not good, so it's a little clumsy.

"Ghost cry. Nangong's hand grabbed Ghost Cry's arm stiffly: "Don't go!"

Ghost Cry patted Nangong's hand, with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon." ”

It's rare that Wu Qingqing is seriously injured, and if she doesn't take this opportunity to kill the monster in her body, I'm afraid she won't have a chance.

Nangong obviously knew this, so she chose to let go, in order not to make trouble, she didn't cry with the ghost, but her fingers were on the hilt of the sword.

Wu Qingqing stood with difficulty, the flames in his eyes flickered and dimmed, but the demonic energy in his body boiled, rushed out of his body, and cried straight to the ghost.

The snow on the ground was rolled up, and the flying snow kept lapping on the body.

The ghost cried step by step and walked towards Wu Qingqing. The waves finally died on the beach and gradually receded. Ghost Cry was much easier, and his steps became brisk.

Jingle Bell ......

In the sea breeze, the bells are exceptionally crisp.

It was dark, the snow was falling, and the figure of the ghost crying was flickering, which was very unreal.

He didn't wear the big hat, but put on a thick cotton coat, put on linen trousers, and wore a hat on his head, but there were more people wearing hats, so he still couldn't directly confirm the true identity of Ghost Cry.

But when the bell rang, Wu Qingqing knew that this person was a ghost crying. Only when the ghost cries can there be such a ringtone.

A bell rang straight into Wu Qingqing's heart, looking at the scarred poisonous snake in her mind, suddenly, a fear rose from her heart.

She, scared, the monster in Wu Qingqing's body, it was afraid.

If Wu Qingqing dies, it will fail in nirvana and fall into a deep sleep, it is possible to die while asleep, but it is also possible to find a new host and have a chance to resurrect again.

However, if you are killed by this man in front of you, you are really dead.

Most of the time, the longer the lifespan of an intelligent life, the more afraid it is of death, because life is precious. And this monster in Wu Qingqing's body is obviously within the vast majority.

She took a step back slightly, and suddenly sneered: "Ghost cry, you were fooled." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ghost cried and rushed up. Wu Qingqing pulled out the sharp knife at his waist, however, before he could raise his hand, a distinctive coldness spread from his neck.

The sharp tip of the knife pressed against her throat.

There seems to be a terrifying monster hidden in the blade. As soon as the tip of the knife went one step further and pierced the thin layer of skin, the monster hidden inside rushed out and devoured her.

Trembling, Wu Qingqing's body was trembling. This monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, in fear, in fear, afraid of this insignificant human being who is not even one percent of his age in front of him, she hurriedly shouted: "I deserve to die, but this little girl shouldn't, you kill me, it's okay, but kill this girl like a blank sheet of paper, can your heart be okay?"

It's another supernatural power, and this supernatural power allows it to see the general deeds of Ghost Cry. It felt that it had caught the weakness of Ghost Cry, it and Wu Qingqing were one, and to kill it, it was necessary to kill this poor girl who had been shackled since birth.

Ghost cry, you, can you bear to do it?

The blade left his throat, looking at the expressionless man in front of him, the corners of Wu Qingqing's mouth curled, revealing a smug smile.

I've already won.