Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

An extremely tiny flame was burning. It only had a little light, but it was very eye-catching.

Along with the fire, there was also the pungent smell that made people cover their noses.

It was like the pungent smell of burning corpses after rotting, or it was like some monsters smelling of blood, exuding those strange smells.

Either way it's unbearable.

The old monk's hand was very steady. After lighting the candle with a match, he blew it gently and the remaining fire on the match was extinguished. He followed the others and covered his mouth and nose, skillfully blocking the stench.

When Candle and Jiang Sile met for the first time this time, only one third of them were left.

The strange off-white candle was about two fingers wide, and the wick had just been lit.

While the two were watching, Jiang Sile gradually raised his head and looked into the void.

Today, she was dressed in black plain clothes that made her whole body tall and straight, and she faced an arrogance that made people and ghosts fear her.There was indomitable courage in those eyes, staring at the monster in the void.

The reflection in her pupils was full of bright blood red, the color was dazzling and shocking.

"Hehehehe... We meet again..." In Jiang Sile's ears was the harsh and sharp laughter of the female ghost. The sound echoed in the air, making it seem particularly ethereal and terrifying.

'Princess Anle' no longer pretended to be hypocritical. Her face was ferocious, and her dark hair was flying wildly in the air, like a poisonous snake swimming.

Her bright red skirt seemed to be stained with bright red blood, dragging on the ground. Wherever she walked, boiling blood appeared on the ground.

The red plum hairpin on the head is three points more gorgeous. The red color is like a burning flame, making people look at it unconsciously. They are attracted by the mysterious red color and cannot take their eyes away.

Jiang Sile stood up coldly on the spot. Her black clothes seemed to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters. Her tall figure was as tall as a tree in the courtyard. Ling Ran was not afraid of the strange figure of 'Princess Anle' and the shadow in the darkness. Something terrible floats faintly in it.

"Decided to give your body to me? Hahaha..."

'Princess Anle' was approaching step by step, seeming to have completely forgotten her embarrassing behavior and Jiang Sile's strength.

Dressed in red, she clung to Jiang Sile like a ghost, and her cold breath that could freeze seemed to be right next to Jiang Sile's ears.

"Ayishi..."

Jiang Sile didn't pay attention to the sudden approach of 'Princess Anle'. In her eyes, this female ghost seemed to only be able to scare people, and she had some skills as a three-legged cat.

call out……

There seemed to be something passing through the air. Jiang Sile's ears twitched, and he stretched out his hand toward the void, and there was a knife in his hand.

With a clang, the sword was unsheathed.

The bright white shadow was reflected on the female ghost's face. Princess Anle seemed to have sensed the danger and stepped back suddenly.

But Jiang Sile, who had already noticed her movements, how could he let her escape.

Jiang Sile stepped back, suddenly drew his sword and swung it forward.The first knife only cut off the sleeve of 'Princess Anle', but Jiang Sile's steps were fast, and the knife in his hand kept waving, with a cold white light.

The second knife went straight to Princess Anle's throat. The knife was very fast and left a striking red mark on her white neck.

It seemed that her offensive threatened 'Princess Anle'. The blood mist gathered under her body, and her face looked pale and terrifying.

But Jiang Sile didn't have any fear. She held the knife in her hand and had no intention of slowing down the attack.Neck, arms, waist and abdomen, thighs...

Every time Jiang Sile raised the knife, the blood stains on 'Princess Anle' became more and more. Even though the wound healed quickly, the blood mist surrounding her became thinner and weaker.

Even though she had become a ghost, she had no advantage in the fight against Jiang Sile.

'Princess Anle' suddenly fled back, and she roared in a low voice at Jiang Sile: "Put down that knife, otherwise, you will die too. Look at your arms..."

'Princess Anle' wants to remind Jiang Sile that as long as she is hurt, this body will also be hurt.

indeed so.

Jiang Sile noticed it early on, but even so, she had no intention of putting down the knife and stopping the attack.

She had already examined the injuries on her body after the last battle.

The marks are only on the surface. Even the deepest scars will definitely heal within three to five days if you apply medicine.

In this case, Jiang Sile plans to completely solve this problem.

Now that there are no clues, she can only rush over and give it a try.

After all...she also has something that she must protect even at all costs.

Jiang Sile's offensive became more and more fierce. Even though her sword skills were terrible, it was easy to suppress 'Princess Anle'.

Jiang Sile's heart sank, and he rushed forward, waving the whole knife.

The face of the attacked 'Princess Anle' became increasingly gloomy and pale, and she was somewhat unable to withstand Jiang Sile's offensive. At the same time, the blood mist that originally surrounded her body became thinner and thinner, and finally... Only an invisible layer remains.

While Jiang Sile was attacking fiercely, Yuanli and Ayi, who were also in the room, were watching Jiang Sile's waving movements intently.

Where no one noticed, the candle placed on the table was burning crazily and strangely at an impossible speed.

In just one stick of incense, the entire candle was almost burned out, leaving only the last bit of foam.

At this time, Jiang Sile was concentrating on slashing 'Princess Anle'. No matter how she escaped, she would always be stabbed in the end.

The last mist around 'Princess Anle' also dissipated, her face turned as pale as blood, and her figure became more and more stagnant and slow.

And Jiang Sile was not much better. At this time, her body was covered with red marks.

There were red marks on his arms, neck, and face, which looked very scary.

The two of them have exactly the same face, the same body, and the exact same traces on their bodies today.

Just when Jiang Sile stabbed the knife into Princess Anle's body, she felt a sharp pain in her body. She fell to the ground, her consciousness struggling and disappearing crazily.

Finally, she seemed to hear Princess Anle's laughter, that crazy laugh, that crazy laugh.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

No one noticed that at that moment, the last wick of the candle had burned out.