long night walk

Chapter 251 I am not a ghost
Countless green silk threads lingered out, slowly converging into the sword marks on Bailian's heart.

The spiritual power of merit is as pure and gentle as water, flowing into the dry and dead meridians in the body, like a gurgling stream, and the moistness permeates this body.

Although the power of merit that this wish bead can hold is extremely limited.

But Bailian can clearly perceive that the spiritual power purified by this bead is transformed into the power of merit, and there is an unusual power and aura lingering in the body.

Let the blood river in the abyss be peaceful and quiet, without waves.

The second time to practice through this pearl, Baili'an felt incredible.

Who would have imagined that the power of the magic river, which made the world feel fearful, could be temporarily suppressed by a small wish bead.

On the way to practice, Bailian stopped thinking about it, slowly closed his eyes, and began to practice seriously.

Tears filled the table and condensed into frost.

A bean lantern released the last dim and faint, silent silence.

The room fainted, plunged into darkness.

Only a ray of moonlight shone from the uncompressed window, shining on his white clothes.

Afutu fell into a light slumber, and when he woke up again, his drooping ears were pricked up, and his faint eyes fell on Bailian's body without emotion.

Between the shadows, a pair of crimson pupils suddenly appeared, as dangerous and strange as a demon in the night.

Suddenly, the ancient road of the mountain city is windy.

The wooden windows swayed and were blown wide open by the blowing wind.

The moonlight poured down, illuminating the white clothes.

Baili'an's brows moved slightly, and suddenly he smelled a cold fragrance that was familiar to Youyuan, gently following the mountain wind, filling his sleeves.

For some reason, he was able to capture other auras besides blood.

It was too late to tell when he had memories of this familiar Lengxiang, his consciousness seemed to be torn apart by a gentle hand.

The vision in front of me began to become blurred, and the irresistible drowsiness swept over...

The emerald green wish bead fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Bailian's body crooked and fell to the ground, his eyelids were hard to open, and his consciousness was far away from his body.

He fell into a deep sleep under this night.

In the whole room, only Afu Rabbit is still clear.

In the shadow under its feet, the light of the scarlet eyes converged by three points, and the raised ears did not hang down, which added a bit of dangerous atmosphere to its small appearance.

Afutu lowered his head and glanced at the rotten radish in his claws, with a hint of mockery in his red eyes, and suddenly threw the radish out of the window.

Snow sleeves dance lightly.

A plain hand grabbed the tooth-marked radish.

The world outside the window was full of snow and mist. Amidst the flying snow, a slender white figure stood in the corner of the eaves and windows. Her dark eyes stared at Afutu with a very pale expression.

Afutu also looked at her quietly, and the scarlet eyes were full of fierceness, which was a fierce expression of extreme hunger.

Between the turn of the carrot in Su Jing's hand, a circle of silver-white sword fire was drawn, and some ancient fire seal rune was hidden in the sword fire.

Afutu was like a great enemy, and roared lowly, but this roaring threat had no sense of deterrence in front of her.

The sword fire was like a whip, and it slapped Afutu fiercely.

Bloodstained!Deep visible bone!

Afutu seemed to be in extreme pain and fear, and the fierce light in his eyes was carefully hidden a little bit, and he didn't dare to show it again.

Its small body crouched on the ground, looking at the woman outside the window with cold and ruthless eyes, its pupils were deeply unwilling.

Su Jing stepped over the window and strolled into the room, his eyes were light, but he didn't look at Afutu on the ground any more.

The cold eyes fell on the bed, looking at the small figure with a puzzled expression.

Afutu's eyes flickered, and only then did he realize that the woman was not empty-handed, but was carrying a bag in her right hand, bulging and not knowing what to pack.

At this time, it listened to her: "I give you freedom and form a contract, not for you to show that ridiculous minion at this time."

Su Jing glanced at the rabbit lightly: "Since you have left the Chaotic Valley, you have to follow my rules, so there is nothing to be unwilling."

Her voice faded, but Afutu's whole body exploded, and the blood wound that was cut out just now healed rapidly, and it made a low-pitched roar from its mouth, like an accusation.

She understood what Afutu meant, sneered, didn't speak any more, but stretched out an arm towards Afutu.

Afutu glanced at her quietly, the dark red eyes were low and greedy, which were the unique eyes of dark creatures.

After seemingly confirming the other party's intention, Afutu no longer hesitated, the black shadow under him moved like a demon, and quickly escaped from the ground, without even looking at the arm that Su Jing handed to it.

Relying on his greedy nature, a huge black figure stood in front of Su Jing, biting hard on her shoulder, greedily sucking the sweet blood from her body.

There was a severe tearing pain in his shoulder, but Su Jing didn't show anything other than frowning slightly. He looked indifferent and let the shadow bite.

Afutu, who was connected to the shadow on the other end, made a pleasant and weird squeak in his mouth, as if his stomach was full.

After a while, Su Jing's complexion became paler. She didn't say anything to stop her, but just glanced at Afutu quietly.

The squeaking stopped suddenly, and the shadow retreated back into Afutu's small body without a trace.

As for Su Jing, half of his shoulders were already rolled over with flesh and blood, and his bones were clearly visible.

Most of her clothes were dyed red, and she looked poignant and beautiful.

She glanced at the little girl on the couch, Ji San'er was muttering vague dreams, holding a wooden carved rabbit, rubbing her eyes, she opened her eyes in a drowsy state and seemed to be thirsty, and wanted to get up to find water.

But under the clear moonlight, she was dressed in white, half-stained with messy red, and was smeared with bright red blood, which made the woman's beautiful and moving face even paler.

Her black hair fluttered and her eyes were cold, like a poignant beauty ghost in the middle of the night.

How could the little girl who had just suffered from ghost disasters stand up to this exciting scene, she couldn't even scream, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Su Jing didn't expect this little guy to sleep so lightly, and was speechless. He walked over and put a finger between her wrist and gave her a spiritual power.

Seeing that her complexion improved after being frightened, she was patted awake.

As soon as Ji San'er woke up, she saw an expressionless jade face staring at her, and said very seriously, "I'm not a ghost."

The spiritual power entered the body, so that the little girl's thoughts were also stabilized.

She took a few deep breaths, her body trembled slightly, and she gave her a timid look.

It seemed that she felt the temperature of the fingers between her wrists and confirmed that she was indeed a human being and not a ghost, so she did not faint again.

She glanced at Bailian who was asleep on the ground, swallowed her saliva, and whispered, "Sister, you are injured, there is blood on your shoulders..."

Su Jing hummed lightly, ignoring her injuries. She pulled out a small object from her bag. It was a beautifully painted pottery ball, and it made a rustling sound when it swayed.

(End of this chapter)