Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 93 Winter Cicada

After Su Xingzhi heard this, he pursed his lips and smiled: "This old ghost of mine is just such a hobby. It doesn't matter whether it's vulgar things or the treasures of the fairy family. Anyway, as long as it bears the word "bao", I'm willing to take it. What's the matter? I'm going to make a decision, will you give it or not?"

Gritting his teeth obsessively.

The longevity stone is its heart, and it plays the role of helping it shape and shape the body. If Su Xingzhi takes away the longevity stone, won't it have to live that dark life again?
After thinking about it for a while, and this obsessive ghost has absorbed the 200 years of Taoism of that unlucky little Taoist just now, he feels that he might be able to get rid of this little girl in front of him with a desperate fight.

With this kind of thought in mind, the obsessed ghost narrowed his eyes, and his seemingly old body immediately rushed towards Su Xingzhi like a cannonball.

A black shadow sword that was longer than Su Xingzhi slashed over with afterimages.

Su Xingzhi sighed slightly, she was reasoning with him, but he still wanted to make a move.

Really... She is obviously a very gentle female ghost, okay?
The awakened figure flickered slightly, and the black shadow sword only hit her afterimage.

But the obsessive ghost was old and dim-witted, and thought he had really hit it, and his wrinkled old face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming in autumn.

But before he was happy for a while, he only felt a chill spread from his heart to his whole body.

The obsessive ghost slowly lowered his head to look, and saw a hand that was so white that it was almost transparent had completely submerged into his chest. The hand was so cold that it even closed the wound around his chest. Thin frost flowers.

"I'm sorry, although I really want you to experience the feeling of being a 'human' more, but since the master is dead, there is no need for you as a shadow to continue to exist, right?"

Waking up, he shook his head regretfully, but his slender white hand jerked outward.

A bright red stone that was still beating like a heart was brought out along with her movements.

"I don't know, have you ever heard the story of the winter cicada? The only end for the cicada that can't sleep underground in winter is death, right?
You appear at an inopportune time, just like the winter cicada, even if you want to see the light of the day, you are not allowed, so please return to ashes and ashes. "

(End of this chapter)