The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 92 The School Grass Shakes His Fate (27)

"Don't touch me yet,"

Kuang Chitose sat on the head of the bed and opened a distance,
"I want to see if you can do them any harm."

After all, Xie Feihua was full of yang energy.

How prosperous is it?

Kuang Qiansui reckoned that it was the pure yang constitution often mentioned in the books.

That's him.

So ghosts worship those gloomy things, and he can't see them.

He could even forcibly close her yin and yang eyes.

Xie Feihua drooped his head.

Nodding weakly.

Put your hands between the two of them so that Kuang Chitose can meet him immediately.

After all, listening to the description, and being so good at testing, I watched her reaction from the sidelines.

It is not difficult to imagine how sad the picture is.

Forget it, his Chitose is still young.

Waiting for final grades...

He has to find a way to make a deal with the old man and get some external assists.

I said it online.

Determining a relationship is only the first step.

The next step is to fix the person down and tie him down firmly.

After that, draw it slowly.

He groaned.

Xie Feihua guessed that this was when he opened his eyes again and saw the crowd in the room.

His knuckles curled up slightly, his body tensed.

A nervous posture to rush to save people at any time.

Kuang Chitose may have tried many times and got used to it proficiently.

It may also be that knowing that Xie Feihua is approaching, he has confidence in his heart.

This will adapt somewhat.

After taking a few breaths, he dared to open his eyes and try to look at... the ghost.

"Hey, why don't you say this person is leaving?"

One of the ghosts stared at Xie Feihua with a sad face and sighed.

"Originally we lived here well, and we can still read the jokes next door when we have nothing to do, so it's good now."

As a result, this humanoid self-propelled nemesis actually moved them here.

The ghosts next door still celebrate with firecrackers and fireworks from time to time.

"do not talk."

Another ghostly face, talking on the mouth, stealing cards under the hand,

"I thought I would give him a house, and occupy the living room every day.

Now we are all squeezed into the same room, and he still insists on following us to grab the site. "

A fat ghost covered his mouth and snickered.

Then quietly touch and change cards.

The fourth blind ghost didn't know anything and kept urging,
"Hurry up! Rubbing these two sentences can win the card, right!"

The corner of Kuang Chitose's mouth twitched.

I don't know what expression to make.

That's right, there are four ghosts surrounding the place where the bed stands.

Fighting landlords.

And by the window, there was an extra chair out of thin air.

Carved pear wood looks expensive.

A man in a costume sits on a chair.

Wearing make-up, Qiqi Ai Ai pities herself.

I don't know if it's acting or if there is a real story.

Square corners.

On the ground, in the air, on the ceiling.

As the ghost said, it was packed to the brim, and even a can of sardines was not an adequate description.

Except for the circle around Xie Feihua, which is like a vacuum belt.

Clean, not even the slightest ghost.

As for Xie Feihua himself, in the entire gloomy room, he was like a row of lights on a football field.

Thousands of watts, golden light.

Kuang Qiansui raised his eyelids, seeing Xie Feihua look over worriedly.

He casually pointed to his feet and said,
"Touch there. There's an old ghost sticking out his tongue and trying to lick my feet."

Xie Feihua nodded, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and slapped him hard.

He can't see it, and he can't feel it.

I just feel like I swatted a fake smelly fly.

But Kuang Chitose could see it.

It was so clear that my eyes couldn't help but widen.

Xie Feihua's hands seemed to have been poisoned.

The slap was accurate and harsh, and it turned the old ghost's tongue and chin into ashes.

The old ghost rolled over with his mouth in pain.

Xie Feihua: "Why, how is it?"

Kuang Chitose's eyes were shining, and his hands were undisguised.

"The effect is outstanding!"

Xie Feihua was delighted.

Hey hey hey smirk.

And then, for a long time.

Seeing Kuang Qiantui pointing in one direction with his long hand, Xie Feihua rushed over.

Where to hit.

(End of this chapter)