"Hey... did you say that?"

The night wind blows the reeds in the wetland park, and the calm lake reflects the men and women sitting by the lake.

The white long skirt floats slightly in the night wind, like a small white flower blooming in the dark.

Aloof, weak, beautiful, yet so distressing.

Her arm was held tightly by the burly boy.

Obviously it was a scene that had never happened before, but it was truly realized at this time.

Yang Xuming sat stiffly, feeling cold and freezing his body.

The world in front of him is no longer the deserted village in Li Zi's hometown, but has been replaced by the school he attended at the university!

The girl in front of her was a resentful spirit who had died tragically, and should not have appeared in front of others.

Why... why does she appear suddenly?

Why is Ying Sixue gone?

Yang Xuming looked at her stiffly and wanted to speak.

But the body was frozen by the weird power, and he couldn't open his mouth at all.

He could only sit there stiffly, looking at the girl's gloomy profile in disbelief, listening to the whispers in the night wind.

Gloomy, sad... resentment.

"I remember what you said."

The girl lowered her head without looking at Yang Xuming.

In the gloomy environment, Yang Xuming couldn't even see her face clearly.

But the gloomy and sad murmur and the growing resentment in the air were clearly felt by him.

The chill froze his body.

A sad whisper, echoing softly in the ear.

"If two people are not together, it must be because the fate is not enough... This sentence is really sad."

"Especially your picture at the time is a picture of holding hands with the senior sister..."

"If this is not what you said, that would be great."

The girl whispered, "Why are you hurting me?"

"Although it is not your intention, I am really sad when I see your dynamics."

"I obviously just want to pay attention to you secretly, hide secretly, and watch you quietly without harming anyone. I have never wanted to have it. As long as I can [watch] me, I will be very happy."

"But why...you always hurt me..."

"Obviously you don't know me, you haven't even said a few words to me, probably you can't even call my name, but why do you always hurt me?"

The girl murmured sadly, and the desperate words contained terrifying resentment.

Yang Xuming's scalp is numb, and his hair is standing upright.

The little posture in front of me... is not normal! Absolutely abnormal!

And Xiao Zi appeared in front of him, which was already the scariest thing in itself.

Is Xiaozi out of control?

But what about plums?

Xiaozi lost control, where did plum go?

Is Li Zi going to watch him being taken away by Xiao Zi?

Or is it that Li Zi was not nearby at all, was stimulated by the death of his family, and forgot his existence?

Yang Xuming was trembling slightly, but he seemed to be frozen in a chair, unable to break free and move.

His fingers were still clutching the girl's arm, unable to release it at all!

"Ah...I know...I know..."

The girl whispered sadly, "I am responsible for all this, and I cannot blame others."

"I love you because I talked to myself."

"I can't do without you."

"It's even more of my own grief and pain for all your actions."

"I asked for everything."

"In this story, you are not wrong, and the senior sister is not wrong. All the mistakes and all the pains are all my own."

"I deserve it."

"but……"

The girl lowered her head, motionless.

However, in the dark, the temperature seemed to drop.

On the side of the lake, a thin layer of floating ice formed silently.

At the same time, the girl whispered grimly, "I really hurt..."

Her hand pressed tightly to her chest.

The only thing that can be seen on the gloomy face that cannot be seen clearly is the corner of the mouth that is about to be concealed and crazily upturned.

"It really hurts me here!"

Her voice was painful and desperate.

However, the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more crazy.

Yang Xuming's scalp was numb with that scary smile almost like a maniac.

"Why should I suffer such pain."

"Why can I only hide behind and watch secretly."

"Why do I want so much, but I still can't have it."

"Why is your love so fierce, but never willing to show me even a little pity."

"Why? Why? Why? Why, why, why!!!"

"What the **** is all this!"

The gloomy girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Xuming.

The crazy upturned corners of the mouth, the crazy eyes, the expressions that were almost irresistible with excitement, just like a machine about to run out of control.

"Why did you send it to me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

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"Laughter..."

In the blood-red world, internal organs squirmed on the ground, and the sky was weird blood-red.

Yue Zhentao, curled up in the bamboo forest, listened to the laughter coming from a deserted village not far away, and muttered, "Which ghost is weaving a nightmare?"

At this moment, he has thoroughly understood the enemy's ability.

In this subconscious world, living people have no secrets.

The most desperate fear in everyone's heart will appear in this world.

His wife's ability is to draw living people into this world.

And the enemy's ability is neither to control her wife, nor to let the living person who uses the ghost's ability be backlashed.

The ability of the other party is very simple, that is [Repay].

Let the ghosts controlled by the living, let the wraith spirits who have remained in the world because of their concerns face the desire that they desire most in their hearts.

And put it into practice.

Very simple ability, but for people like them, it is the most terrifying natural enemy.

He didn't know whether people like Yang Xuming and Ying Sixue who rely on their own spiritual power would be restrained, but Yang Xuming had two ghosts, which Yue Zhentao was told from the beginning.

The sound coming from the deserted village now is probably that the two ghosts have lost control...

Yue Zhentao smiled bitterly and felt a strong smell of blood.

He sat up from the bamboo forest and looked behind him.

A group of twisted and terrifying flesh and blood monsters stood there, ugly eyes watching him silently.

"I don't want to be killed by such a monster..."

Yue Zhentao clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "Xiao Qian, even if you want to kill me, you should do it yourself."

"Let such an ugly monster come to kill me, I won't be obedient to die..."