The Strongest Ghost in the World, Join Us!

"Please die."

The indifferent voice came, and the chestnut flowers fell. Even though Chanahu's father was in the warm sunlight at the moment, he still felt his body cold.

The incomparably powerful danger made his hair stand on end.

I was sober from the hangover last night, almost without thinking about it, I turned around and was about to run away.

However, before he could take a step, the door in front of him heard that it was stabbed like tissue paper, and a fiery red blade penetrated the door.

A sharp long knife penetrated the door and plunged into his heart.

A sharp pain in the chest invaded the whole body

The man lowered his head and looked at the fiery red blade stuck in his heart, with horror and confusion in his eyes.

Not sure who the hell is?

Why did you come to kill him?

Could it be the creditor who owed gambling debts, but why did they kill him if he hadn't paid them back.

There are too many doubts in the man's mind.

"Pfft."

The Nichirin Blades inserted into the man were pulled back and fell into Su Mu's hands inside the door again.

Outside the door, chestnut flowers fell. Chanahu's father stretched out his hand, trying to cover his chest that was pierced by Nichirin Blades, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood.

The body gradually became stronger, and the consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Pfft!"

With a dull voice, the man fell to the ground and his breath gradually disappeared.

Inside the door, the chestnut flowers fell. The death of Chana Hu's father, the anger that lingered in Su Mu's heart dissipated a lot.

The Nichirin Blades are retracted again.

As the Nichirin Blades retracted, a gaping hole appeared in the door, and the warm sunlight poured down the hole. At this time, Su Mu's figure flashed, and the room was dark.

Standing in the shadow of the room, he stared at the warm sunlight at the doorway.

Once, for humans, it was so common to be under the warm sunlight, but after becoming an evil spirit, they can no longer bathe in the sun.

With scarlet eyes twinkling, Su Mu stood there for a long time.

In the room, chestnut flowers fell. Chanel could feel the father's breath disappearing outside, and the girl stood there in a daze.

Until the evil uncle appeared in front of her again and stroked her head with his rough hands

"From today, the person who bullied you will never bully you again."

The chestnut flowers fell. Chanel raised her head, her pink-purple eyes looked at the evil uncle in front of her, and nodded.

"Will you hate me?"

The voice is a little hoarse.

The girl shook her head. That father, the so-called father, was nothing but blood.

Growing up in torture, I was beaten, scolded, and treated like a beast. I witnessed my brother being beaten to death by my father, my sister was beaten to death by my father, and I saw my sister being abused and beaten to death by my father.

Gradually, this so-called father no longer has any... feelings.

For the so-called father, there is no longer any affection for you. When you were a young girl, you only had fear and fear for your father...

It was a terrifying existence like a demon.

Compared to his demon-like father, the demon uncle in front of him was so gentle.

The gentle gaze of the other party made her feel the warmth of a father that she had never felt before.

Not seeing the light of hatred in the eyes of Chestnut Flower Falling and Chanel, Su Mu felt an inexplicable pity while he was slightly relieved.

With a slight smile, Su Mu prepared to get into the firewood. Although the place he was in was very dark and could not see the sunlight, the direct sunlight from the entrance of the door was too close and too close, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He needed to hide in the darkness deep in the firewood.

However, the body just moved, but stopped.

Because, suddenly, Li Hua Luo. Chanel's little hand was tightly grasping his sleeve at the moment.

As if afraid that she will leave.

He lowered his head and looked at Li Hua Luo. Chanel smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will accompany you."

The rough hand gently patted the chestnut flower. Chanel almost grabbed the small hand of his clothes.

The five fingers that the girl held tightly were slowly released.

Perhaps, since birth, I have never felt a sense of 'safety', and I feel the long-lost 'safety' in the uncle of the evil ghost in front of me, and I am more and more unwilling to let go.

Afraid...afraid...afraid of losing.

Afraid of losing the evil spirit in front of me

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Let the chestnut flowers fall. Chanel feels like the uncle of the evil ghost as warm as the sun. *