Rebirth of the Chief Witch

Chapter 771 Don’t Give Any Chance (2)
"What are you talking about..." He Jiarou originally saw that he had become a ghost, and thought that if he was a ghost, he could not let some people go at ease, but he didn't expect that Ji Sufei would take the first step to make her soul fly away.

"I was reborn, so I can't give you a chance to be reborn... Maybe you will get a chance to be reborn with strong grievances, or the reincarnation of fate makes you reincarnated as a human being, but these... I will not give you a chance."

He Jiarou finally realized something, but she didn't have the strength to struggle anymore. She looked desperately at Ji Sufei who extinguished a little spark, and her whole body instantly seemed to be in an ice cellar, while the wraiths around her became more and more excited, and the weak were preyed on by the strong , even in the world of the undead, it is unavoidable, and He Jiarou, who has lost his anger at this time, is the food on the plate of these resentful spirits.

"No...don't...Ji Sufei...you bitch, you won't let me go even if you die...I'm not reconciled..."

Ji Sufei looked down at He Jiarou's body dissipating little by little, "Yes, I'm not reconciled, I was also not reconciled, not reconciled to you taking away my glory and wealth, but stepping me into the mud, So I'm back, and you are not reconciled, I will never let you have the slightest chance to come back."

"However... I have arranged your corpse for you. I think tomorrow morning, when Ji's family opens the door, they will see your corpse hanging outside the door!" Ji Sufei said abnormally.

Ji Sufei raised the ice-blue flame in her palm, just practiced and devoured it for a period of time, and the power of her sanctioning fire became stronger.

"An eye for an eye, violence for violence, go to hell!" Ji Sufei uttered this sentence coldly, and ice blue flames spurted out, extinguishing the last bit of He Jiarou's soul.

The surroundings returned to calm again, and the undead returned to their original places. Xiaoyou looked at Ji Sufei, "I swallowed those spirit fires!"

Ji Sufei nodded, twirling the jade wrench habitually, and looked at Xiaoyou's pale face, "You look beautiful in this dress!"

Xiaoyou looked down at the light pink floral cheongsam on her body, and then looked up at Ji Sufei, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "Hmm..."

Ji Sufei raised her hand, "I'll help you braid it!"

"Okay!" Xiaoyou sat quietly on a grave, and Ji Sufei took out a comb and mirror from the portable space to comb Xiaoyou's long hair, "Xiaoyou, you have been by my side for two years, what are you going to do?" time to leave?"

"You want me to leave?" Xiaoyou couldn't hear any ups and downs in her voice, she just stared blankly at the countless graves in the distance.

"I don't want to!" Ji Sufei replied honestly, probably only you and Lao Guo are left by my side.

Compared with humans or blood races, Ji Sufei only really trusts the two undead, Xiaoyou and Lao Guo, and only thinks that they will not betray her.

"Then don't leave, you are my host, you and I are the same person, no one will leave the other, one day I will be old, even if I am old, I will be by your side!" Xiaoyou replied calmly.

"Are you going to grow old?" Ji Sufei didn't expect Xiaoyou to say that.

"Yeah... I've lived for thousands of years, and I'm already old!" Xiaoyou's pupils were pitch black, without any white, and they became more and more eerie and frightening.

Ji Sufei was silent, and Xiaoyou continued: "One day, when my power turns into your own power, I will be old, and I can only rely on you to take care of me, and I will always be with you. "

Ji Sufei combed a ladylike hairstyle for Xiaoyou, with two thin braids at the ears and temples, and her long hair neatly combed at the back of her head. Her bangs covered half of her forehead, revealing a pair of beautiful big eyes.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiaoyou looked at herself in the mirror and admired. After a long time, she still said thought-provoking words to Ji Sufei, "Be careful of the people around you!"

Ji Sufei's eyes flickered, "I know!"

In the early morning of the second day, when Ji Jianping was about to go out to work as usual, when he opened the door, he saw He Jiarou's body hanging in front of his door. "Ah!" After a scream, Ji Jianping sat paralyzed. On the ground, looking up at He Jiarou who was hung on the top of the beam, my mind went blank, I just felt like a ghost, otherwise how could He Jiarou's body run to my door.

After hearing Ji Jianping's scream, the neighbors also opened the door to see what was going on, but when they saw He Jiarou's body, they all turned pale with fright, and then called the police.

After getting the news, the members of Ji's family also came here one after another. When Ji's family came, the police also arrived. They were a little horrified by this weird thing and were helpless. They could only take He Jiarou's body off for the time being.

Ji Jianping suddenly thought of something, "It must be Su Meifen, she must have been released from prison, she killed Xiaorou, and now she wants to drag me into the water, police officers, you must find out, Su Meifen is Xiaorou's mother, It's she who killed Xiaorou, and now brings her body here to scare people..."

When the old woman Ji heard what Ji Jianping said, she also felt that it made sense. Although she was too frightened, she still scolded like a shrew, "This shameless funeral star killed his own daughter, and now he wants to die, God Here comes the kill..."

Hearing what Ji Jianping said, the police felt that it was not a trivial matter. After all, it was not a good thing for a corpse to hang in front of the house so early in the morning without anyone noticing it. It was not just unlucky, but red fruit. Fruit threats.

Thinking of this, the policeman immediately called the police station to confirm, but after hearing the reply there, his face became even paler.

When Ji's family saw the police call, they asked nervously, "How is it? Is it Su Meifen?"

"It must be that bitch..." Old woman Ji cursed.

"We made a phone call to confirm. This incident must have nothing to do with Su Meifen, because she committed suicide in the prison last night." The policeman replied with an ugly expression.

Ji Jianping was stunned, and a sense of hopeless fear welled up in his heart, "Dead? How is it possible? Why did he die?"

The old lady Ji didn't say anything. This incident was obviously too unexpected for her. Su Meifen actually committed suicide at this time, and He Jiarou's body was also hanging at the door of the house at this time. Does this mean that... from the very beginning, This is a supernatural event, is it a ghost that lingers?
After a long time, Ji Jianping wearily uttered a sentence: "Let's do the funeral!"

"Let's do it..." The old lady Ji could only say these two words, and she slumped on the ground like a deflated ball.

(End of this chapter)