Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He raised his pale, bloodless face.

It looks like it was painted with white dye, an extremely weird and cold color.

On the right cheek, there are birthmarks that look like black poppy flowers.

Gloomy, strange, thick black and terrifying tire marks began to grow and spread from the neck.

It spread all the way to the right cheek, branching like blood vessels.

The strong smell of wet rot was deeply imprinted on it.

His mouth was full of blood and his hands were full of blood.

Under the wet hair, on the face as pale as paper, the two pure black eyes seemed to have mutated.

Straight up, he looked over.

There are no whites in the big eye sockets, they are all black.

As if he had been dead for a long time, the bright red blood oxidized and rotted into a foul-smelling black stain.

Deep, empty, just looking at it without any warmth.

It's all blood, like a demon.

No humanity, no goodness.

There were only deep hollow eye sockets and a body that looked like a zombie.

He looked over steadily and looked at the tree where Yun Si was hiding.

The chewing and biting movements stopped.

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Yun Si's fingers hurt a little.

It always hurts when bitten and it bleeds.

Especially in order to prevent the wound from healing quickly, she pulled at the bite wound with some force.

He tried to heal but couldn't, and the pain continued.

The blood kept dripping down, exuding a deadly and charming fragrance in the air.

To a ghost, it's an almost overwhelming smell.

In order to catch the vigilant little ghost, she used her body as bait, endured the pain, and slowly stretched her fingers out of the tree trunk.

I want to hook him over, bit by bit, hook him.

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The cold little ghost with his mouth full of blood squatted there, extremely dark, as if his eyeballs had been gouged out, staring motionlessly at a small thin finger sticking out from behind the tree trunk.

No consciousness, no sanity.

As if being attracted physiologically, the scarlet tongue like a beast slowly stretched out and licked the corner of his lips.

He dropped the remains of the rabbit he was holding in his hands and stood up slowly, like a zombie, mechanically.

His bare feet stepped on the mud mixed with blood and mud, and his body was completely soaked.

The pale-as-paper face looked more like a corpse in the gloomy sky, gloomy and bloody, as if it had just crawled out of the grave.

There was a strong aura of decay all over his body, making him look like a ghost.

Eerie and treacherous, with overwhelming malice.

After being attracted to his attention, he slowly took a step forward.

Staring straight in the direction of the tree trunk, he walked mechanically step by step.

On the muddy and slippery ground, bloody footprints fell one after another.

The ghost spirit is overwhelming.

The patient hunter behind the tree trunk retracted his fingers further.

Slowly, very strategically, lead him over.

Be prepared to take action.

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The rain fell harder, amid the endless thunder in the sky and the flickering dim light.

It's not safe to hide under tree trunks during heavy rain.

The heavy rain slapped the branches and leaves fiercely, and the rainwater gathered and flowed down the veins of the leaves.

With a crash, they all hit Yun Si.

Her clothes were soaked through, and even her water shoes were filled with a lot of water.

Although her body was wet and uncomfortable, she still waited patiently for a long time.

The thunder was so loud that she couldn't hear his footsteps.