A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

"Then why are you arresting us here?"

"Don't you just want to tell me this?"

Luo Lili glanced at Qin Luyao who was still in a coma next to her.

Xiu's eyebrows were slightly adjusted, and she looked back at Lao Ji below in front of her.

"If it's just about what happened to you.

"Then I don't think it is necessary."

"Of course not." The old woman grinned and wandered around the two women with a skull and walking stick.

"I caught you because you have excellent aura in your body. "Six seven three""

"but..

Old Ji looked at Qin Luyao suspiciously.

Seems to be feeling something.

"she.."

"Why does the breath on her body only stay on the surface."

He turned his head suddenly.

The muddy eyes of the old woman looked at Luo Lili again.

"And you"

"It's hidden in the body."

Seems to realize something.

Luo Lili's face blushed slightly.

As for the breath that Lao Ji said, she could probably guess that it was related to Wang Hua.

Because of the relationship between the attached items and the negative distance contact.

Wang Hua's breath is naturally in Luo Lili's body.

And Qin Luyao only stayed with Wang Hua.

The breath must only exist on the body surface.

Thought of this.

Luo Lili couldn't help being a little proud.

For Qin Luyao, who is also beside Wang Hua.

She has always been inexplicably jealous.

This is not just because Qin Luyao is not inferior to her own appearance, or is completely different from her own style.

And the usual gentle and considerate.

Maybe it's because of past experience.

Although sometimes I really care about Wang Hua's feelings.

But the critical moment is not so comprehensive.

It's like the experience in the kitchen in the previous scene.

Seeing Wang Hua frowning because of the smell, it was Qin Luyao who first handed the "mask".

This kind of thoughtfulness that brings pillows to sleep.

Obviously it only appeared in a mature and sexy woman like Qin Luyao.

Because of this.

Luo Lili secretly annoyed for a long time.

But the words of Lao Ji today.

But let the grudge in her heart completely relieved.

With a small triumphant look, she looked at Qin Luyao who was still in a coma next to her.

sometimes.

Things that make women happy seem to be that simple.

Luo Lili's expression made the old Ji confused.

But after all, the experience is rich.

soon.

From Luo Lili's expression, she judged the approximate relationship between the two women.

"Are you rivals in love?"

"Love the same man?"

Old Ji looked at Luo Lili with interest.

The latter was seen as a little hairy by her. 0

The hands tied behind him seemed to twist unconsciously.

See this little action.

The old woman affirmed her guess even more.

"Hahaha"

"It's nice to be young.

"When I was your age, I had a crush on a man in the village."

"But he hurt me.

Seems to think of sadness.

Old Ji's originally open expression became spiteful.

The deep ravines on the face seemed to trap mosquitoes and flies.

There was a fierceness in his eyes, as if he could slow people down.

"All right."

"Talk about business."

quite a while.

Old Ji's expression returned to normal.

Then he murmured: "This is the Blood Sacrifice Village, and it needs to be supported by living people's blood.

"And the object of support"

0.5 "That's it!"

Talking.

The old woman was with her index finger like dry wood, pointing towards her back.

Where..

He was lying down in the darkness of the previous one.

Like a corpse burnt dry.

now.

Luo Lili's gaze was completely placed on the corpse.

That kind of fresh and unrestrained life breath came to his face.

It's like facing a male lion in a flying boat grassland.

It is impossible to ignore its existence. .

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