Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 188 Immortal or ghost?

Su Xiaoxiao thought that it was Qiu Shuoyan who used spiritual power to let her see the real scene hidden in the illusion, but she didn't know that Qiu Shuoyan only guided her to open her temporarily sealed mind.

The picture fluctuated a few times, and a woman's back emerged from the ruins. The moon-white gauze dress was so beautiful and dusty, and three thousand ink hairs were scattered, pouring down to her waist at will. Strands of hair, smart and elegant.

A light purple silk belt was fastened around Yingying's waist, outlining a graceful and exquisite figure. The floor-length skirt reflected the cold moonlight, as if it was coming out of the moonlight, which was indescribable.

Just looking at the back view can't help but make people's blood spurt. Su Xiaoxiao is a woman, so seeing such a back view can't help but make her dream come true.

The woman just stood quietly, like a still picture scroll, the occasional flying hair and lightly dancing skirt are the only movement in this picture scroll.

Turning around, Su Xiaoxiao murmured silently in her heart, who knew that the woman seemed to have really heard it, and turned around slowly, but unfortunately her long hair covered her entire face, so she still couldn't see her beauty.

While regretting, the woman raised her slender hand, and her slender fingers pulled up the hair that covered her face little by little, and Su Xiaoxiao's heart was slowly lifted along with the hair. ． ． ． ． ．
Suddenly, the woman's hand that was lightly holding her hair stopped suddenly, as if she had been greatly frightened, she let out a shrill scream, and her hair fell back to cover her entire face.

Her body violently twisted a few times in a terrifying posture, making a crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Chuck~clack~"

Once, twice, once, twice, it rang very rhythmically. Every time it rang, Su Xiaoxiao's heart trembled.

The monotonous and cold sound of dislocation of bones seemed to be the only sound in the empty courtyard.

A chill rose from the back and spread to the whole body, stimulating every pore, Su Xiaoxiao instinctively took a step back.

She wants to escape from here.

Someone behind her gently embraced her, and the warmth from her shoulders soothed her flustered emotions, and she knew that he was behind her.

In addition, Leng Chaoran was standing next to him, holding Lan Ziming in his arms, no matter how powerful that woman was, it was impossible for her to break through the three barriers and hurt her.

For the first time, Su Xiaoxiao felt that she was being protected layer by layer, and the warm current dilutes the chill on her body.

Su Xiaoxiao was completely relieved, and when she went to see that woman now, the otherworldly spirit of immortality in her body was gone.

White clothes and messy hair, like ghosts.

The woman looked even more frightened than she was. After twisting her body back to its normal position, she immediately disappeared in place.

Immediately afterwards, her ethereal and resentful voice came from the depths of the ruins, "The culprit!"

I can't remember how many times I heard these four words, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but move, the picture was broken, and the barren and dilapidated courtyard was submerged in darkness in an instant, making it hard to find.

Su Xiaoxiao had no choice but to open her eyes, but Qiu Shuoyan's hand moved away from her eyes at some point.

What is in front of me is still the clean and tidy house, the moonlight is cold, the lotus is fragrant, and the lights are overlapping.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she vaguely felt that the door of the Su family was opened for her tonight.

Uncle Su has woken up from his dazed state, turned around and pulled Su Xiaoxiao to walk into the old house. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Qiu Shuoyan and Leng Chaoran, "Stay at the door, I will Let's see who is so bold as to touch my Su family's house."

Uncle Su thought that someone took advantage of his unpreparedness and secretly settled in the old house.

In fact, it is no different from what Uncle Su thinks. For him who knows that the haunted house is purely a rumor, this is the most likely explanation at present.

The anger of the ancestral home being invaded made him ignore the blooming lotus in the pond.

Unless it is cultivated in a greenhouse, who has the ability to make summer lotus bloom in the cold wind of winter?
(End of this chapter)