Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

Hearing this, Han Shuhui just glanced at Chen Feng with a calm face, then shook her head, and said lightly, "If the son can trust me, please go upstairs with me."

If you can't believe it... Please also ask the son, don't stop the steps of the concubine.

I... Really don't want to hurt anyone. When the

words fell, Chen Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then his eyes froze, and he said,

"Okay, I'll talk to you alone."

"No!!"

Just as Chen Feng was about to walk towards the villa at Han Shuhui's request, Su Qianyu grabbed Chen Feng's arm, "Ah Feng, you must not go with it!"

"Why?" Chen Feng looked back and asked.

"Why? Do you still need to ask? It's a Yuan ghost, you followed in, wouldn't it be a situation of ten deaths?" Su Qianyu frowned slightly, and said with a somewhat hurried face.

Hearing this, Chen Feng just sighed helplessly, and then pulled out the arm that Su Qianyu was holding tightly.

"Lao Liu, you take them out first, and leave the rest to me to solve!" Chen

Feng shook off these words, and walked straight towards the dark and dead Villa 17 in front of him.

"Brother Feng..."Looking

at Chen Feng's resolute back, Liu Xiao was full of emotion for a while.

How could he not understand what Chen Feng meant? It was nothing more than a plan to sacrifice himself and create a chance for them to escape.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiao secretly gritted his teeth, and then slammed the knife and slashed Su Qianyu, and at the same time shouted to the rest of the team members:

"Retreat! Don't let Brother Feng sacrifice in vain!"

After saying that, Liu Xiao picked up Su Qianyu on his back and led everyone to run towards the outside of the villa area.

Now, there is only one way to rescue Chen Feng, and that is to

call for support!

......

Chen Feng had just walked into the door of the villa with his front foot, and the next second he heard Liu Xiao's shouting.

In this regard, Chen Feng only felt the corners of his mouth twitch.

Good guy, brother, I'm not dead yet, you're going to judge me as a martyr?!

The next moment, Chen Feng shook his head and pulled his thoughts back to reality.

"Ms. Han, what are you... What do you want to talk to me about?" Looking at the feminine woman in front of him, Chen Feng asked.

He wondered what could make this female ghost have the idea of chatting with himself.

But as a result, the only thing that responded to Chen Feng was the footsteps of Han Shuhui walking on the ground of the villa.

It's walking up the stairs to the second floor!"

"Childe, please move with your concubine to the second floor." At this moment, Han Shuhui suddenly turned her head and said to Chen Feng.

"Ahh Oh oh oh!" Chen Feng was stunned, and then quickly followed Han Shuhui.

Soon, Chen Feng followed Han Shuhui's steps and came to the living room on the second floor.

"Childe, please be seated. Han Shuhui pointed towards the sofa on the second floor.

Hearing this, Chen Feng did not hesitate, and sat directly on the sofa.

Not to mention, it's much more comfortable to sit on than the hardboard beds in the dormitory building.

"The concubine has no tea to provide here, and I hope that Gongzi Haihan. Han Shuhui sat on the sofa opposite Chen Feng and nodded in apology.

In this regard, Chen Feng waved his hand again and again, "Ms. Han doesn't have to be like this. "

Good guy, you are a peak Yuan ghost, and you apologize to a ghost descendant who has not yet stepped into the 'nuclear' realm? The reason is that there is no tea to entertain yourself?

If this spreads, it is estimated that it will be able to shock the jaws of those Great Xia guardian gods!"

"Ms. Han, may I ask why you came here with me alone... What is it?" Looking at Han Shuhui's pair of eyes like autumn water, Chen Feng got straight to the point.

Hearing this, Han Shuhui showed an extremely gentle smile and said softly:

"Before answering Childe's question, the concubine wants to ask Childe a question first. I wonder if Childe can see it... What kind of ghost is the concubine?"

"What kind of ghost thing?" Chen Feng was stunned.

He really didn't expect that the other party would ask himself such a question first.

So, Chen Feng pondered for a moment, but quickly shook his head, "I'm sorry Ms. Han, I... Didn't see it. On

the other side, Han Shuhui was not in a hurry, and said in a calm tone: "Concubine... It's a red bean ghost. Red

Bean Ghost ?!!

hearing these three words, Chen Feng's pupils shrank imperceptibly.

It's really the red bean ghost needed to repair the sea of flowers on the other side!

, but soon, the excitement in Chen Feng's heart was woken up by the cold water of reality.

Han Shuhui is indeed a red bean ghost, but people... Even if it is a peak yuan ghost!

Even if it is a hundred peak yuan ghosts tied together, they can't withstand the blow of others!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng sighed secretly, and then met Han Shuhui's gaze, "Ms. Han, you are a red bean ghost... Does it have anything to do with the fact that you are talking to me alone?"

Han Shuhui bowed slightly, "Can Childe know, the elements of the formation of the red bean ghost?"

"Yes." Chen Feng nodded, "First of all, when you die, you must have unforgettable thoughts about your partner.

Secondly, when you die, you need to commit suicide by cutting your wrists, and die under the blooming red bean tree.

Finally, before dying, the blood on the wrist must be splashed on the branches and leaves of the red bean tree. "

That's right. After listening to Chen Feng's words, Han Shuhui lowered her head slightly, and then landed her pair of affectionate eyes on the bright moon outside the window.

"The concubine invited the princess here, just to hope that the princess can listen to the concubine tell about the experience of the concubine before her death. "

Then what does this have to do with my teammates? Can't they listen?" Chen Feng didn't know.

"Not really," Han Shuhui shook her head, "It's just... The concubine doesn't want too many people to know the story of me and my husband.

Especially... I don't want your little girlfriend to know, otherwise, it may affect the relationship between the two of you. "

Chen Feng: ( ̄_, ̄ )

In recent years, have even ghosts begun to consider people's emotional problems?"

The concubine is a native of the Northern Song Dynasty and has been living alone in this world for nearly a thousand years. Han Shuhui glanced at Chen Feng and said to herself.

"Wait, Ms. Han, are you saying that you have lived for a thousand years?, then why do you only have the realm of the peak of the Yuan Ghost??" Chen Feng interrupted Han Shuhui and asked his own question.

You must know that in a thousand years, even if it is only the lowest-level geist, it is not difficult to cultivate to the Xuan Ghost.

"Since I turned into a ghost, I have been in the realm of a primordial ghost, and I have never deliberately cultivated in the past thousand years. "

After being reincarnated, it is the Yuan Ghost?!!

hearing this, Chen Feng turned into a stone sculpture on the spot and was stunned in place.

In Chen Feng's impression, even those who miss their lovers so much that they don't think about tea and food, and are depressed all day long, after death, they will at most turn into white-clothed ghosts.

However, after Han Shuhui died, she was directly transformed into a Yuan ghost.

What kind of longing must be this for her to have such a strong obsession?