Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Lin Xiao's face also became serious.

The strange sound of bells hit their eardrums fiercely.

People can't help but stand on end.

Immediately afterwards, bright red petals that looked like fresh blood appeared on top of the two of them.

Densely packed petals continuously sprinkled from the sky to the ground.

Eloquent, like goose feathers.

"This……"

Liu Qingfeng panicked a little.

But every individual will have a kind of fear when facing the unknown.

This is inevitable.

clang clang...

clang clang...

clang clang...

The bell sounded louder and louder.

Immediately afterwards, a chair slowly appeared in their sight.

The chairs were carried by four young women.

Every woman's appearance is very delicate.

but……

Their faces were all extremely pale, without any trace of blood.

On the chair, leaning against a man in his early thirties.

The man wore a thick layer of foundation on his face, wore a tall hat, and held a paper fan in his right hand.

There was a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Qingfeng and Lin Xiao.

"Master, is this a human or a ghost?"

Liu Qingfeng swallowed hard, and turned to look at Lin Xiao.

The latter narrowed his eyes and said, "This is a ghost, it must be a ghost!"

"Damn it, this man makes my heart shudder! He looks like a bitch!"

Liu Qingfeng muttered.

"He may... have taken a fancy to you."

Lin Xiao said these words slowly.

"What?!"

Liu Qingfeng's eyes widened, his face was full of surprise and disbelief, "No, Master, don't joke with me like this! It's not funny at all! My fucking orientation...is normal .”

"I don't know if you are normal or not, but this male ghost must be abnormal."

Lin Xiao said with a blank face.

Just as the two of them were talking to each other, the four maidservants put down the chairs five meters away in front of them.

"Hitch, were you the one who killed it?"

The male ghost spoke.

His voice is full of femininity, and people can't help but feel their scalps explode.

It's exactly the same as the eunuchs before.

Liu Qingfeng frowned: "What the hell are you?! Report your name!"

"I?"

The male ghost pointed at himself with a paper fan, then smiled faintly, "Everyone calls me... Young Master Void."

"Master Void?"

Liu Qingfeng's expression turned ugly.

"This guy, at least half-step ghosts and gods, is not easy!"

Lin Xiao's face also showed a trace of solemnity, and he said these words slowly.

"Did he create ghosts?"

Liu Qingfeng asked cautiously.

"No."

Lin Xiao shook his head affirmatively, and then looked at the mountain that was still filled with ghostly aura, "If this Mr. Kongkong is the creator of ghosts and myths, if he appears here, then the ghostly aura on the mountain will follow him."

"You haven't answered my question yet."