Fast Through the White Moonlight is Poisonous

  Chapter 949 Mr. Ghost, a dream (20)

  The yellow-haired young man walked out whistling.

  He couldn't see Qingqing and their soul bodies.

  Qingqing watched the yellow-haired youth coming, and opened her mouth, "I am unkind and unjust, a villain, and there are human lives on his hands."

  As soon as Qingqing's words fell, the little boy next to him rushed over.

  The other spirit bodies around rushed over.

   Qingqing watched the movements of the ghosts, she curled her lips.

  There are so many ghosts, don’t kill anyone.

  She floated over.

  The young man walked forward, but he was surrounded by ghosts.

  These ghosts are all sucking his Yang Qi.

  The young man with yellow hair suddenly felt dizzy, he stopped, and supported the wall to support his suddenly weak body.

   "Okay, don't kill anyone."

  The ghosts stopped smoking, they are not full yet.

  Of course, even if the yellow-haired young people are sucked clean, they will not be full.

  The young man with yellow hair felt his body suddenly weakened, and there was a shadow in everything in front of him.

There seems to be something red in front of   .

  The young man with yellow hair wiped his eyes and looked carefully.

  There are red things, but why is there still ghosting?

  He supported the wall and walked forward a few steps.

After   , I saw it up close, Qingqing's exquisite face.

  He didn't notice Qingqing's ancient dress, only saw her delicate and beautiful appearance.

  Qingqing knows that being sucked by a ghost, the yellow hair in front of her eyes will be contaminated with ghosts, and she will naturally see her.

  She rolled up the hair on her shoulders, showing a charming smile, "Am I good-looking?"

  The yellow-haired young man's saliva was about to flow out, and he immediately nodded when he heard the words.

   "Good... very beautiful..."

  He stretched out his hand, trying to touch Qingqing.

   Just when she was about to meet Qing Qing's red dress, Qing Qing moved.

  She stretched out her hands and looked at the young yellow-haired man coldly, "Then you can give my nails some care!"

   Qingqing's hands were stabbed, and the yellow-haired young man's moon was in the chest.

   "Ah ah ah..."

  Huang Mao looked down at Yue Xiongzhong's hand, and cried out in horror.

  Unfortunately, the barrier has already been laid in this area, and no sound can be heard outside.

  The blood flowed out slowly.

   Qingqing felt the touch of blood and nails, and an expression of excitement appeared on her face.

  I felt it was almost done, so I took it out with more hands.

  She looked at the nails on her hands, the color was more gorgeous than before.

  The yellow-haired young man has fallen down, his body lying in the corridor of the apartment.

  The green nails have undergone a new maintenance, and she feels a little bit happy.

  "Go, Mr. will not be out tonight, let's go out to play!"

"Great!"

   "What the **** is he doing?"

  "Don’t ask the kid..."

  "……"

  The chatter of the ghosts gradually disappeared.

  In the corridor of the apartment, only one yellow-haired young man fainted there.

   More than ten minutes later, the body moved.

  The yellow-haired young man sat up, recalled the previous scene, and immediately pulled off his clothes.

  There is a two-hand mark in front of his moon.

   "Ah ah ah..."

  Seeing this mark, the yellow-haired youth shouted again uncontrollably.

  He really hell!

  The yellow-haired young man got up from the ground and ran home in a frantic manner.

  Following his dashing motion, he shouted loudly in his mouth.

   "Ahhhhh..."

  The entire floor of the residents was startled by his voice.

   "Howl! Your mother is dead!"

   "Damn! I'm sick!!!"

   "Go to hell!!!"

   "Go away!"

  "……"

  In the middle of the night, various unpleasant words sounded.

  (End of this chapter)