Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 233 Painted Skin Ghost Pretends to be Ning Zhao

This little stone is not honest, it keeps moving!

A warm spiritual force gradually surged upwards from the dantian, flowing into the internal organs, and flowing into every inch of meridians.

The oppressive feeling in Ning Zhao's chest gradually disappeared, replaced by a feeling of extraordinarily relaxed feeling that he had never experienced before.

She seemed to be able to move all of a sudden!
Ning Zhao struggled to open his eyes, just in time to meet the little lion cat with white hair and blue eyes standing on his chest.

The familiar loli voice came from my mind.

[Ning Zhao Ning Zhao, are you awake? ]
[How are you feeling now?Is there any discomfort in your body?The main system says that your little lotus body is destroyed, and you can only reshape your physical body. ]
[I saw through world surveillance that Chu Yu and the others put your little lotus flower body in the black ice basin, originally this trick would have worked.But you are not from this world, the main system said, and it is not sure that you can regain the body of the little lotus. ]
[There is only one way, which is to let your body in real life come into this world, and the main system will use some small means to help you hide it from the heavens, so that your body can accept the set spiritual power of the little lotus itself. ]
[can you accept?This is the last chance... If... if you are still beheaded this time, then... that is equivalent to a real death...]
Xiaowogua's clear blue eyes were watery, obviously it is not in human form now, but Ning Zhao could see a bit of worry and caution in its eyes.

"it is good……"

Ning Zhao pursed his dry lips, barely uttering a word.

As soon as the words fell, she only felt the world spinning in front of her, and she fainted again.

Xiaowogua's exclamation was heard next to his ears.

[Ning Zhao Ning Zhao, what's the matter with you, are you okay? ]
[I, I, I'm going to ask the main system, don't die, woo woo woo...]
Before she fainted, she had only one thought in her mind.

The little melon is really heavy!
……

Inside the Ghost Town Demon Palace.

When Chu Yu opened his eyes, his expression was still in a daze.

As a monk, since he ascended Xiaozhu Peak, he has rarely dreamed.

Most of those dark nights were spent in meditation and cultivation, and he dared not slack off for a moment.

He raised his palm, looked at the pale palm, recalled the real and warm touch in the dream, and a sense of emptiness after waking up from the dream came to his heart.

In the dream, he returned to the day when he ascended the immortal gate.When testing the dazzling light emitted by the spirit stone, he did not choose Venerable Linghui, nor did he accept the storage bag full of spirit stones and elixir that Ning Zhao handed over, nor did he dismiss Mo Yiyi in public.

He entered the sect of Venerable Lingdi, who had a wide range of disciples, and practiced with other inner disciples, went down the mountain to experience together, and went to the drowsy school of Master Shang together.

In the dream, he and Azhao didn't meet at all, they were just the most ordinary siblings of the same sect, and when they met on weekdays, they just nodded.

What happened later was not far from reality.He is outstanding among the new inner disciples, he can be regarded as one of the best, but no matter what, he can't win the No.1 position of the Spirit Sword Sect.

He watched Ah Zhao change from being full of swordsmanship to Ye Tianhe.

He watched her do one wrong thing after another, even slandering the crying Mo Yiyi.

Such Ah Zhao made him feel very strange, like... another person.

He silently helped Ah Zhao deal with the mess that hadn't been cleaned up, and cleared her of any suspicions.

He has been in the Spirit Sword Sect for 30 years, watching Ah Zhao change from a smiling girl to a stranger with lifeless eyes who can only see Ye Tianhe.

After all, paper can't contain fire. After the things Ah Zhao had done were exposed, almost everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect avoided her like a snake.

He watched Mo Yiyi and Ye Tianhe get acquainted and accompanied each other, and watched Ning Yan, Venerable Linghui, and fellow disciples beside Azhao leave frowning in disgust.

He wanted to help Ah Zhao, just like she extended a helping hand to herself in the real world, to refute others for herself, to help Ah Zhao.

Then woke up.

Chu Yu closed his palms together, looking at the slightly bulging veins on the back of his pale hands, he felt a slight pain in his heart.

The scenes in the dream, as if they had happened before, were so real that it made his heart palpitate.

In his dream, he couldn't completely control his actions, it seemed that someone in his subconscious was constantly suggesting to him to keep him away from Ah Zhao, and further away.

There was a strange fragrance in the air, Chu Yu raised his head, looked at the hazy white mist constantly floating in the bright room, and frowned slightly.

This is?

He clearly told the Black King that the room he lives in doesn't need a maid to serve him, nor does he need to burn incense, so where did this strange smell come from?

"Ayu~"

A familiar gentle voice came from the door.

Chu Yu suddenly raised his head and looked towards the bright door.

There, stood a slender young woman in a goose-yellow dress and two loose braids.

"Ayu~ What's the matter with you, are you happy to see me wake up?"

The charming woman standing at the door covered her lips and smiled. She saw Chu Yu in a daze, as if she was stupid, with a look of contempt in her eyes, and she walked towards the bed with easy steps.

She stretched out her white and tender hand, trying to grab Chu Yu's hand, "You don't know how much I wanted to see you when I turned into a body and lost consciousness."

"Ayu, you..."

With a bang, Chu Yu raised his hand and threw the Qiankun sword beside the pillow, and the charming woman was nailed to the wall together with her unfinished words, and became good neighbors with the Ye Mingzhu hanging on the wall.

The golden magic circle gradually lit up, enveloping her whole body in it.

Bright red blood rushed out from her abdomen. She waved her limbs, letting the blood flow from the corner of her mouth, with an extremely painful and weak expression, "Ayu, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm...I'm...I'm Senior Sister..."

"Do you think I'm someone else pretending to be?"

"Ayu~ Could it be that you don't even recognize me? Ahem..."

Without saying a word, Chu Yu slowly walked up to the pretty woman who was vomiting blood, seeing the pitiful and strange expression on her familiar face, her mind moved slightly, the golden light on the magic circle was more intense than before. win.

"Draw, skin, ghost."

He raised his eyes coldly, looked at the artificial expression on Painted Skin Ghost's face, raised his hand and pulled out the Qiankun Sword that was stuck in her chest, and plunged it in again with a puff.

There were two big blood pits on Painted Skin Ghost's chest, one on the left and right sides, which was symmetrical.

"What are you talking about? What Painted Skin Ghost?"

"Ayu~ Could it be that when I was not around, Painted Skin Ghost used to pretend to be me... came to seduce you?"

"No wonder you are so guarded...I...I don't blame you...let me down..."

There was another bang, and the golden light circle suddenly shone with light countless times brighter than before, and the expression of the pretty woman trapped inside suddenly changed.

She only felt as if there were ants crawling and biting her body, every inch of flesh and bones under the skin was itchy and painful, something was separated and left her body.

"what……"

She suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Chu Yu with an indifferent expression in front of her, no longer cared about pretending, and exclaimed: "My devilish energy! You, how could you—"

(End of this chapter)