All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Xuming returned to his room.

Alone.

He feels that he wants to be a pig more and more, eating and sleeping every day.

I really want to play games...

Yang Xuming stretched out on the balcony, looking at the Yangtze River in front of him.

The river is surging under the night, even if it is far away, you can clearly feel the turbulent current.

In my ears, I heard the roar of the night wind.

For some unknown reason, Yang Xuming felt familiar with this scene, as if he had only seen a similar scene not long ago.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't remember it.

The lights on both sides of the Yangtze River are scattered.

The city under the curtain of night has a misty beauty.

Yang Xuming stared at the scene in a daze, unconsciously lost.

He seemed to hear a low laugh in his ear.

Then, the howling night wind turned cold in vain.

The gloomy chill, accompanied by the surging evil spirit, lingered around Yang Xuming.

He was shocked, and the moment he woke up from his contemplation, he found that there was already an extra figure around him.

Familiar faces, pervasive evil spirit, and the creepy sense of fatal threat.

It seemed that it was not a girl standing beside him, but a venomous and colorful spider, which made people feel terrified from the depths of the soul.

"you you……"

Yang Xuming looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, the goose bumps all over his body rose up, "Why did you come out?"

Isn't this guy staying in the world of the blood river? Why can you show up outside?

Even if he showed up in Wangguanying last time, it was because Yang Xuming's father opened a door to the world of blood river.

Now Yang Xuming hasn't done anything here. How did she come out?

Yang Xuming looked dazed.

Although the balcony space is large, it is not enough for Yang Xuming to hide.

He was against the wall with his back, wishing to run directly through the wall to the next door.

In the night breeze, the girl who was standing quietly turned her head and glanced at him, showing a smile.

"Are you so scared to see me? Amin, it hurts people like you are."

"It's a rare opportunity to come out once, but you treat me like this, my heart hurts..."

Yang Xuming swallowed and glanced at the room secretly.

His Frostmourne lay quietly on the bedside table.

From here, it's about eight meters away.

If it were him, it would take about two seconds to get there.

On the balcony, the girl's low laughter sounded again.

"Don't look at Amin, you have no chance."

The girl looked at the Yangtze River in the distance and said, "You have no chance to get the sword, and even if you get the sword, it is not a threat to me."

"You are too fragile now."

"Fragile enough to pinch you to death with just a pinch."

She lay on the edge of the balcony with her cheeks in her hands, her eyes quietly watching the human city in front of her, without looking back at Yang Xuming.

But Yang Xuming in the corner still didn't dare to act rashly.

He leaned his back against the wall, tensed his body, ready to escape at any time.

No matter how powerful this female ghost from the other side claimed to be, Yang Xuming couldn't sit still and die.

But looking at the current situation, she didn't seem to come out to kill Yang Xuming this time?

Maybe there is a possibility of communication?

Yang Xuming stared at each other carefully and asked, "How did you get out? Aren't you in a river of blood and can't get out?"

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth is still sweet and lovely.

She looked at the city lights in the distance and said without looking back, "Because Amin, you are dying...When you are about to die, you can see me."

"This kind of thing, you should have experienced it once...when you gained the ability."

The girl's face did not move, but her eyes turned slightly, and the black pupils glanced at Yang Xuming on one side, and said with a smile.

"Could you think it was just an accident? Not everyone can enter the world of Blood River."

Yang Xuming frowned slightly, "You mean... the previous time the soul was revealed, the process was wrong? Other guides were different from me?"

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth is even cuter.

She smiled and shook her head, very happy.

"So naive...Amin is so naive...hehe..."

"So you thought that a guide could enter that blood river world? What a lovely idea."

"However, the way the guide uses the soul to show the sacredness will not see the blood river, and will not enter there."

"You didn't complete that ritual at all, so you are not qualified to be a guide at all."

"You can enter the river of blood because I am there."

"Because I am there, you can see the blooming scene of the other shore flowers."

"Because I am there, you can see those terrifying visions that only the dead are qualified to witness."

"It's all because of me..."

"I thought you knew it a long time ago."

The girl smiled and shook her head, "It turned out that after a long time, Amin was kept in the dark and didn't know anything?"

"It's so pitiful, I was deceived by my uncle's broken book."

"Amin like this looks really pitiful...hehe..."

The girl licked her lips and said, "It's so cute that I can't help but want to eat it in one bite."

She turned around and looked at Yang Xuming, licking her lips impatiently, and slowly approached, "But if you take a bite... it's okay..."

"Amin... if you only take one bite, you won't refuse me... right... just one bite..."

The cold chill suddenly spread on the balcony.

The shadow at Yang Xuming's feet stretched out in vain.

Like a sharp sword, it silently pointed at the girl who was approaching, and stopped a few centimeters away from the girl's feet.

The air seemed to freeze.

The smile on the girl's face gradually disappeared.

She looked down at the shadow under her feet, sneered, her expression turned cold.

"Just because of you now, you want to stop me?"

"It's all such a virtue. You have to rely on Amin to hang the last breath without dissipating. You want to stop me when you are so embarrassed?"

"You are no longer the horrible evil spirit who tore the blood river apart. Now you are as fragile as a little chicken. I can pinch you to death with a slight pinch."

"Just rely on you...hehe..."

The girl sneered disdainfully.

She ignored the shadow at her feet and walked forward directly.

But as soon as her feet fell to the ground, another gloomy cold wind blew from the house.

A pale figure appeared in the bedroom silently.

The white long skirt floated silently in the night breeze, and the blood stained on the cover of the pale pink diary looked very oozing.

The atmosphere on the balcony solidified again.

The flower ghost from the other side tilted her head, her head tilted at a twisting angle that humans could never do, staring at the pale ghost in the room.

There was a mocking chuckle in his mouth.

"Is it better than the quantity..."