My Master is Lin Zhengying

However, when he thought about the existence form of this place, it was just a two-dimensional world.

In his world, all of this is fake, just a movie.

So, he still wants to go back, back to the real world.

However, Nan Chen never showed it, and could only practice silently to enhance his own strength.

One day, after the wings are full, I will go to find the altar of Qijuemen in the dream.

After Nan Chen chatted with Qiu Sheng Wencai, including Ren Tingting for a while, he felt very tired physically.

Moreover, there is no way to hurry.

So after eating some rice porridge, he continued to stay in the Ren mansion to recuperate.

Lie back on the bed, close your eyes and soon fell asleep.

But after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Nan Chen felt a gust of cool wind hit his ears.

Nan Chen was in a daze, feeling a little cold.

Then subconsciously went to pull the quilt.

But the moment he pulled the quilt, his heart trembled violently, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him at this very moment.

This icy cold is not an ordinary cold wind, but a cloud of Yin Qi.

Why is there a cloud in this room?

Nan Chen's heart beat violently, and he slowly rolled his eyeballs.

I saw the window in the room, I don't know when it was opened.

A white moonlight came in from the window.

And near the window, there is a dressing table.

And there, there was a person sitting there.

A woman in white with black hair flowing into the waterfall.

No, to be more precise.

She should be a female ghost in white.

She was sitting by the window, now holding a wooden comb.

Under the milky white moonlight, she combed her long hair that fell into the waterfall again and again.

In his mouth, he hummed a tune in a low voice:

"Where is there a lover, my sister is wearing a red dress..."

The sound is soft, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

Nan Chen glanced at all this from the corner of his eye, only feeling his scalp tingling.

What's the matter?

You can meet a female ghost who combs your hair even if you recover from an injury?

And judging from the other party's voice and figure, she definitely didn't recognize this female ghost.

Moreover, Nan Chen has already escaped from the faint Yin Qi.

A ray of evil spirit was detected.

If there is evil spirit, it means that the ghost has resentment and is a fierce ghost.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to be Xiaoyu.

Nan Chen couldn't judge the origin of the other party, nor could he be sure why the other party appeared here.

It is the other person who is good or bad.

In this case, Nan Chen could only make the worst plan.

After all, this world is a world where demons run rampant.

It is not uncommon for a ghost to emerge today and a zombie to emerge tomorrow.

If it is a weekday, it doesn't matter if it arrives.

But he is injured now, in case the other party is some kind of evil spirit.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, we must find a way to protect ourselves.

Thinking of this, Nan Chen began to adjust his breathing.

Don't dare to have the slightest disorder to attract the other party's attention.

At the same time, start looking inside yourself.

Nan Chen secretly operated the Xuan Qi Kung Fu.