I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 348 Feeling Like Dead
"You want to give it back to me?" The hanged ghost couldn't believe it, staring at the lock of long hair.

"This is yours. It's our fault that we took it by mistake. We should return it to you." Wan An said as he stepped forward, holding the long-haired hand towards the hanged ghost.

The Hanged Ghost first took a vigilant look at the red silk flying around Wan'an, and only after confirming that Wan'an had no malicious intentions, he carefully reached out to take it.

"It's just this key, can you lend us a first?" Wan An asked while holding the Peach Heart Q key.

Unexpectedly, the hanged ghost didn't even look at the key, and waved his hand indifferently: "It's not my thing, I just picked it up to press my hair, so as not to be blown away."

As she spoke, she held that lock of long hair with great pity.

She is dead and has no entity, and her hair will not grow again.

I didn't have much hair before I was alive, and I lost one hair after death.

She could only collect them one by one and hide them in the nests abandoned by the birds.

Who knew it was so well hidden that it could still be stolen.

Thinking of this, the hanged ghost turned his head 180 degrees and gave Shen Jiangze a hard look.

"Give it back to me, so I won't bother you anymore." Hanged Ghost looked at Wan An and said.

[Player Wan'an gains Zhongxue's favorability +10, and the current favorability is 10/100]

"I won't pester you anymore, and you are not allowed to bully me." The hanged ghost stared at the few people vigilantly: "You can take the key if you want it, don't return it, anyway, I still have a lot."

In a word, the Hanged Ghost successfully received the fiery gazes of the three.

"Key?" Shen Jiangze murmured.

"A lot?" Wu You was excited.

"Sister, my name is Wan'an, isn't your name Zhong Xue?" Wan'an stepped forward directly, putting his hand on the shoulder of the hanged ghost.

"You...what do you want to do?" Suddenly being stared at by three pairs of enthusiastic eyes, Zhong Xue backed away with some fear, trying to get back to the osmanthus tree.

Wan An put his arms around her shoulders, glanced over her sparse head, pulled Zhong Xue to turn around, and whispered to each other: "I have a magic potion that can grow hair, do you want to try it?"

"Really?" Zhong Xue was pleasantly surprised at first, but after she realized it, she lowered her hands in disappointment: "It's useless, any medicine is useless to me."

"Then listen to it and see if you feel it." Wan'an took out the music leaf with magical aura, and played a requiem to Zhong Xue.

In an instant, Zhong Xue's eyes were blurred, she looked forward, raised her hand to cover her chest and murmured: "It sounds so peaceful, like death."

There was a "stab" sound, because Wan An couldn't hold back his words, and broke his voice.

"Why don't you continue blowing?" Zhong Xue looked disappointed.

"Because I think you have feelings for this, then you should be able to use my magic hair growth potion." Wan An put away the music leaves.

"Really, you won't lie to me." Zhong Xue still couldn't believe it.

What's more, she and Wan'an are considered to be of different races now.

She said nervously: "Don't lie to me, I died because I was deceived."

"If you are willing to believe me, I can refine it for you to try first." Wan'an still has confidence in the magic potion.

After all, she has the Philosopher's Stone presented by the witch, and Zhong Xue is not human either.

The magic factor is always more effective than using it in the real world.

"Then what do you want from me?" Zhong Xue firmly believed that no pie would fall from the sky.

"I need this kind of key." Wan'an explained: "Because you said you have a lot of this kind of key, I want to exchange it with you for magic hair growth potion."

(End of this chapter)