Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The hot air wave shook the driver and car owner away. After several tumbling, they finally lay on the ground in the distance.

The road was full of screeching brakes.

The passengers who stumbled in the bus because of the collision finally came back to their senses. They shouted and rushed out of the bus. The rain was too heavy and the fire in front had been extinguished.

Xia Qingluo stood at the door of the car, grabbed the railing and leaned over to let the panicked passengers get off. The three young people who rolled at the door just now because of the sudden brake looked up at all kinds of soles stepping on them.

These passengers quickly fled the bus and stood in the rain curtain, or holding umbrellas, or hiding under billboards.

His body was trembling, and some couldn't help crying.

A brave young man took out his cell phone and snapped it

Xia Qingluo looked at the driver and car owner rolling in the same place, looked over her head, looked at the bombed car, listened to the faint siren of the ambulance, and her heart gradually relaxed.

Then he softened and sat in the seat.

The three young men finally found something wrong. They looked at each other in panic.

"What's going on, hadron?" the young man asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know?" there was a cry in his voice.

"Girl, are you a man or a ghost?"

"Did you get on the wrong bus?"

Xia Qingluo raised her eyes and said softly.

Get on the wrong bus?

The three young men looked at each other, remembered that they had stepped on them as if no one had got off, and looked at the people standing on the sidewalk.

I heard the siren in a trance.

It's empty and far away.

One of the young people swallowed a mouthful of water and said, "isn't this the ghost car from the underworld?"

The ghost car in the underworld?

Xia Qingluo suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the three ghosts with white light on their heads. Her fear was reduced.

Originally, ghosts will take the wrong bus.

She shook her head decisively, "no, this is Songshan No. 8 bus. You got on the wrong bus. By the way, I just saw a white and black bus in front of the bus. It drove very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye."

It's over. It's all over.

Master finally got the chance to reincarnate, so he missed it.

Well, how long do you have to wait in the underground.

Several people almost cried.

Xia Qingluo was not so afraid. Seeing their appearance, she had some pity, so she couldn't help asking, "are you going to reincarnate?"

"Well, we go to the world to reincarnate. Modern people get married more and more late. There are still many people who don't want to have children and have children to be destroyed. Therefore, the opportunity to reincarnate is really precious, but we muddled away."

Xia Qingluo is speechless. What's the reason.

Her pale face is a little better. Her eyes are the soul to be reincarnated, so she doesn't look terrible at all.

But she can't help it.

Seeing that many people changed their cars and saw that the rain was a little smaller, Xia Qingluo decided to take a taxi home.

She picked up the trolley case, carried her schoolbag and was ready to get off.

The bus has to deal with the accident. She just chose to stay in the carriage. First, there are more ghosts floating in the rain outside than on the bus, and there is black gas on her head. It looks like a ghost.

The three young people are different. They have holy white light on their heads. Moreover, with the three of them, the evil spirits outside dare not come in.

Second, she listened to the conversation just now. Although only she heard it, she vaguely knew that the three young people seemed to have got on the wrong bus.