A Genius and a God Fell In Love

And the sound of their footsteps.

Nangongnan suddenly thought of something, and quickly put down his hands and looked at the scholar.

The man in the Tsing Yi robe walked unhurriedly, as if he hadn't noticed the abnormality.

At this moment, there was a weird moan in the wind, the sound was long and harsh, and it sounded like a thousand ghosts crying in their ears.

Nangongnan turned his head and looked around.

His eyes opened suddenly.

The lantern bearer's expression changed again, this time more real.

Like the ghost of a prank, it scares her every time she turns her head.

The howling ghosts did not stop, instead they were far and near, sometimes more and sometimes less.

When the faint resentment is long, it is like a resentful girl fascinated, crying about her sorrowful past, unwilling and resentful raging she can’t get rid of it, even if Nangong Nan’s strength is good, she is forgiven by her voice, and her heart is dull and depressed. A boulder.

Suddenly, the woman's groaning voice turned into a noisy ghost crying wolf howling, and many kinds of voices mixed together like a Hyakki Yexing.

If someone else met him, they would definitely make their **** pee, and Nangongnan just frowned.

It seemed that nothing could break her calmness.

Even if she is in the graveyard of howling ghosts and howling wolfs, she can keep a cool head, then observe and think, and find out how to solve it.

The lantern bearers who like pranks seem to be dissatisfied with Nangong Nan's expression, they are angry.

The expression became terrifying, and the wind hanging around the body became even more gloomy and cold. This coldness is not pure cold but a cold that makes people feel frightened.

They twisted their necks and looked towards Nangong South together, with white light in their fierce eyes.

When Nangongnan met the white light, she trembled and her thoughts stagnated——

She felt herself falling into the white veil.

The tulle is soft, like a cloud.

Nangongnan felt soft and sleepy.

So warm, so soft...

She rubbed the light veil, and the body and mind that had been tight for a long time was relaxed at this moment. I really like it~

Nangongnan closed her eyes and curled her body in a soft tulle. She seemed to have fallen into a dream, with a smile on her pink cheeks, and she didn't want to wake up.

In the grassy lonely graveyard, the expressions on the faces of the stone-carved lamp-holders are even worse, they are like bear children who have succeeded in mischief, smiling secretly.

Many white gauze strips stretched out from the long grass, they stretched in the same direction, and rushed past the grassy ground like a long snake.

The white cloth strips in all directions touched the girl's body. First, she tentatively touched her. Seeing that she didn't respond, she became bolder.

The light yarn wrapped around the girl's ankle, and when they attacked further, the girl who fell into a dream suddenly opened her eyes.

She drew the long knife from the space bag, and the cold light flickered with a twist of her wrist.

The sad and angry ghost cry came from the strips of white gauze, and the girl did not give them any chance to resist.

The hand raised the knife and fell, and the light yarn became rags.

Then, the long knife in his hand revolved and rested on the neck of the stone lamp palmer.

The girl turned her head, her fair and beautiful face evoked a smile that was colder than a ghost in the dim candlelight, "You said, can I chop off your head?"

The stone sculpture shivered and turned his head with a "clang".

Lantern Bearer: "..."

Nangongnan is a straightforward temper. After she pulls out the blade, it is often when she wants to cut the mess with a sharp knife.

Simply neat, calm and indifferent.

The girl leaped up in the night breeze, and the long knife in her hand dexterously chopped off one stone sculpture after another.

Gurulu's stone head rolled down the grass.

When she stood with her sword, all ten lantern bearers became headless stone sculptures.

The night breeze was blowing, and the girl stood in the wild grass with a long knife in her hand.

The wind blew the messy hair on her face, and the girl's expression did not change, but she frowned slightly.

There seems to be some dissatisfaction.

In the next instant, those headless stone sculptures moved.

The head of the stone carving turned into a stone ball and hit Nangong South.

This scene is like she has strayed into a training court, one after another, smashing at her.

It's just that the **** here are hard stone balls, each with a cold wind, piercing the air. Go straight to the south gate of Nangong.

The girl avoided, and another stone ball followed, and she swung a long knife to split the stone ball in half.

The stone ball fell to the ground and flopped twice, then there was no sound.

Boom, boom, boom——

The heavy footsteps moved like a mountain, shaking the ground.

Nangongnan didn't care about the headless stone sculptures, she looked at the scholar.

She was caught by the stone sculpture, and the scholar did not leave.

With his hands behind him, he looked up at the gloomy sky, shaking his head and sighing from time to time, and then chanted a few poems that hurt spring and sadness.

Nangongnan called him: "Scholar, son?"

The scholar seemed to have not heard her voice, and had no reaction at all.

When the NPC doesn't want to care about people, even if it presses his shoulders, it doesn't even look at the player.

Nangongnan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Walking towards him, just after taking a step, I felt something grabbed her ankle. I looked down and saw that a headless stone sculpture was holding her ankle.

The girl didn't change her face, turned around, raised her other foot and stepped on it.

When the hand raised the knife and fell, the stone arm was cut in two.

The other lampholders stepped back subconsciously, and they seemed to be conscious and fearful.

Nangongnan's icy gaze swept around, and the lantern bearer retreated.

With a wave of the girl's long knife, the candlelight was imprinted with cold light, and even the air became a bit cold.

She said: "I'm not something you can scare you. If you say that you might not be able to, I have many means to deal with ghosts like you."

Lantern Bearer: "..."

They have always been the only ones who threatened and threatened human beings, but now they are threatened by a human being? ? !

Is there a mistake!

Nangongnan picked up every look, "Why? Not convinced?"

The lampholders all backed: "..."

No, we are very convinced, very convinced.

Nangongnan smiled coldly, took the knife and walked to the scholar.

"The son."

The scholar reacted, he sighed and said, "There is no bright moon on such a refreshing night. What a pity, what a pity."

Nangongnan said, "Although there is no moon, there is candlelight."

She leaned forward and spoke in his ear, her voice faint like a ghost, "My son, look back, how bright the candles are."

The scholar shook his head, "How can the candlelight compare to moonlight, nothing more, let's go down the mountain, it's late."

He continued to walk down the mountain.

Nangongnan didn't give up, speeding up a few steps to join him: "Young Master, look back, those lampholders seem to have a problem."

The scholar smiled and turned his head: "What can happen to the lamp holder, oh, it turned out to be a U-turn."

His expression was a little helpless, "These ghosts are sometimes very naughty. It is a common occurrence for stone carvings to turn around. It's okay."