A Journey Through Abilities: The Demon-Controlling Princess

Chapter 227 Who Was The One Who Killed Her (8)

She felt a little scared in her heart, and hurriedly closed the window, but when she turned around, she found something hanging upside down in the air, dressed in white, with loose hair, and a few burns on her face, which looked very scary.

"what--"

Madam Qi screamed loudly, and the maid outside the door hurried over and asked anxiously, "Madam, what's the matter?"

Madam Qi turned her head and pointed at the position just now, her voice was full of fear, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts—"

"Ma'am, there is nothing."

The servant girl was puzzled, and even gave Madam Qi a strange look.

Madam Qi secretly turned her head to look, but there was really nothing there.

Is this just an illusion produced by her guilty conscience?

The stature just now, and the burn scar on her face, clearly should be that girl Zhuge Nuannuan.

"You go out." Madam Qi looked at the maid, and wanted her to stay with her, but she couldn't say it.

The maid nodded and stepped back.

Madam Qi walked quickly to the bed, intending to go to bed right away, as soon as she fell asleep, she would be fine, and if she fell asleep, she would not know anything.

He just walked to the bed, but saw that thing sitting on her bed just now, and when he saw her, he made a miserable voice, "Why did you hurt me? I died so badly?"

Madam Qi couldn't help taking a few steps back, then turned around and wanted to rush out the door, but after she ran a few steps, she saw the white shadow drifting past her, and then in front of her again.

"Why did you hurt me? I died so badly?" Bai Ying repeated the same sentence, approaching her step by step, touching her forehead with his hand, it was a little bit cold.

Madam Qi was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, suddenly shook her head and said, "It's not me, don't come looking for me."

"It's you, it's you who hurt me so badly."

Shirai Shadow continued to approach her, each sound becoming more miserable.

"It's really not me. I just couldn't help myself. Miss told me to do this." Madam Qi shook her head repeatedly, and there was a bit of trembling in her voice.

Unexpectedly, people in this time and space also believed in ghosts and gods. Nuan Nuan felt that this method was much smoother than direct questioning.

(End of this chapter)