The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 208 218. Hugging Her Firmly
The ghosts appeared in human form one after another, all of them were covered in blood, their facial features had rotted away, leaving only the shells of their former lives.

The headed evil spirit had one eye gouged out, his bloody face was bruised, and he was wearing blood-stained silver armor. He knelt down on one knee. thick.

At this moment, with lowered eyebrows, "My lord."

"Guide the way. Woman, the long hair in the white robe was burned to death. The face is blurred, and there are welts on the back."

He lowered his head again, and his voice did not have any emotional fluctuations, "Return to my lord, I have not been able to find such a ghost."

"Understood, let's go down."

Hua Yin clenched his fingers and let go, his hair was blown floating by the cold wind, under the slightly curly black hair, his fair face was even more gloomy, and there was a bitter and ironic smile on his lips.

What is he still looking forward to here.

You've already found it in your previous life, haven't you...

Not at all.

Burned out with the ancient fire, the soul dissipated, and it was impossible to reunite.

What Wu Jing saw was just a persistent resentment she left in this town, which lingered for a long time.I'm afraid that he also has an obsession in his heart, that's why he has such a throbbing in his heart.

Countless black mist-like souls roamed the streets, and the black mist covered the scarce moonlight, and they were too afraid to get close to it, which made Huayin's sinister aura extraordinarily strong.

In the air, bursts of blood-choking crying can be heard. The sound of crying echoes on the endless long street.

Thousands of ghosts cry.

The cry is miserable and desolate, piercing the heart, ordinary people will bleed from the seven orifices if they can't stand it.

As if feeling in his heart, Hua Yin walked to the altar of Nuwa unknowingly, looked up from under the altar, and saw a girl standing in the center of the big round altar, her long hair fluttering with the strange wind, like Standing there as if possessed by a demon, looking at the torch in front of him, the knife came from nowhere, and brought his wrist closer to the now empty core of the torch.

The light reflected by the blade hit Hua Yin's eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

A cloud of black air gathered in Hua Yin's hanging right hand, his eyes were gloomy, and he frowned and called out in a low voice: "Xue Tongtong!"

Xue Tongtong loosened his wrist, and the knife fell to the ground, making a "bang-dang" sound, which was particularly ear-piercing in the quiet night at this moment.

She staggered back a step, as if she had just realized someone was behind her at this moment, she turned her head mechanically, her eyes were empty, without a gleam of light.

Blood oozes from the cut wrist, and the bead-like blood drips down the wrist onto the black spot in the center of the round altar. There is a faint red light between the foreheads, showing the shape of a lotus flower.

She suddenly gave a weird laugh, and looked at the visitor with a slanted neck, mixed with resentment, which sounded creepy.

Hua Yin's eyes tightened, and he jumped into the air with a tap of the sole of his foot, and stood on the sacrificial round altar in no time.

He walked to Xue Tongtong's side step by step, as if he could see a different picture every step he took.I saw him and Ye Ruobai frolicking on the cruise ship they had only seen, and saw the two of them admiring the bright moon together on a full moon night.He also saw the scene thousands of years ago that made him unforgettable all his life. A thick and tall wooden stake stood above the black spot in the center of the round altar. The man tied to the wooden stake was covered in blood and was dying.

Whenever recalling this scene, Hua Yin's heart seemed to be pulled.

Hugging her fiercely into his arms, he whispered softly in her ear, recalling the pain of meeting Xiyi again, "Ye Ruobai..."

　Pay attention, Ye Ruobai and Xiao Yuan are bosom friends, not boyfriend and girlfriend.

　　Love is short, but friendship lasts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)