Spiritualist sweet wife

Zi Teng's eyes were deep, and Lin Nanze's eyes had some doubts. At the same time, they all fell on the warm body.

Warm bit his lips, but he didn't feel he was wringing two corners of his clothes with his hands.

This matter is in her charge, so it must be done by her. Now Lin Zi is involved in the matter of the Ganjiang sword. Zhao Xin is not here. Zi Teng can't catch ghosts

So, it can only be her!

"Good!"

Thinking of this, the warmth could not help but calm down, raised his eyes, gently nodded and accepted it.

Got the warm answer, Lin Nanze couldn't help but breathe out a deep breath. Although the girl in front of me looks very ordinary, she has such a feeling in her heart.

She can certainly help herself!

Zi Teng didn't speak. His thin lips were still gently pursed, and there was no expression on his face. But that pair of deep and bottomless eyes, but a few invisible flashes, a touch of strange light.

Warm, really different!

Now that we have decided to help Lin Nanze, Wenwen doesn't intend to delay. The matter of Ganjiang sword has not been solved yet, so the faster you deal with other things, the better.

There was darkness in the strange spirit office.

Warm sat behind a table covered with black flannelette, on which were placed two white candles for soul summoning. The candle was lit, but the candle flickered and danced slightly without wind. The atmosphere of the office suddenly became strange.

He breathed out a warm breath, turned his head and looked at Zi Teng sitting in front of the computer, and looked at Lin Nanze, who looked forward to the opposite face. Then he collected his mind and gently closed his eyes.

"All hatred in the world has cause and effect! Creatures from another world, please show up!"

The low dumb and ethereal whisper sounded in the dark room. For a moment, Lin Nanze only felt that he didn't even dare to breathe, and the heart in his chest beat violently.

In my ears, a light wind suddenly sounded. It was pleasant to hear carefully.

Knowing that this was a sign that the ghost was about to appear, he continued to speak and whispered:

"Lan Qingyun!"

With the warm voice falling, the originally calm candlelight on the table suddenly jumped violently and shook.

The doors and windows in the office are closed, and the air conditioner is not turned on, but the temperature drops in an instant. Warmth felt bursts of obvious coolness through his clothes and hit his body. He couldn't help but be awed. He breathed out a little unseen and slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Nanze still stared at the warmth with big eyes and a nervous face.

But the warm sight crossed him and fell behind him.

There, a female student with long hair shoulder length and wearing school uniform was behind Lin Nanze with a pale face.

LAN Qingyun!

The name of the female student who was shot and killed by Lin Nanze.

At this time, LAN Qingyun appeared, not with a bloody hole on her forehead and a ferocious face covered with scarlet blood, as she saw her in the corner of the stall at noon.

In front of LAN Qingyun, although her face is a little pale, her smooth forehead and thin cheeks are rare. She is a young and beautiful girl.

Just

Those dark eyes like midnight, but they can't hide their unwillingness and resentment!

It's time to resent! Whether it was an accident or not, her young life was ended! The original good life came to an abrupt end at the moment when Lin Nanze shot!

At the thought of this, my warm heart couldn't help but feel a touch of heartache.

In this world, any beautiful life should not pass in a hurry! Unfortunately, God will always take it away easily at a moment you don't know!

"You called me?"

LAN Qingyun's eyes crossed Lin Nanze and fell on warm body.

"I've seen you!"

Warm, calm down and try to hide your expression:

"Lan Qingyun! I'm a psychic medium. I summoned you because of this man's entrustment!

He... Has something to tell you! "

Lin Nanze felt puzzled when she opened her eyes. It was clear that she was facing herself, but she didn't seem to be looking at herself! Suddenly, Lin Nanze heard a warm opening. He only felt that his heart was almost in his throat.

"She... Is coming?"

"Yes!"

Warm nodded, then raised his hand and pointed behind Lin Nanze.

Although Lin Nanze was still calm, he still looked nervous. The muscles in the corners of his eyes were twitching violently. His hands chasing his knees were also clenched tightly. He suddenly closed his eyes, opened them, turned and looked behind him.

Seeing LAN Qingyun, Lin Nanze was still slightly surprised.

It was the first time since he shot LAN Qingyun and killed her by mistake. She didn't look ferocious and appeared in front of her in a normal attitude.

Just

Looking at LAN Qingyun at the moment, Lin Nanze's guilt surged up uncontrollably.

She is only a junior in senior high school. She is 19 years old. According to her mother, LAN Qingyun has always had excellent grades and there is no problem with shangchongben. But all this was ended by him!

Even if it was an accident, it could not make up for his guilt.

"Lan Qingyun..."

Lin Nanze tried to speak, but he only said three words, and there was no way to continue. At that moment, he turned his back to warmth, so warmth could not see his red eyes in an instant.

"What did you ask me to do? Haven't you always been afraid to see me?

For the past month, I have come to see you every day! But you are scared to death! Ha ha! "

LAN Qingyun's voice suddenly became more real, so Lin Nanze could hear it, but his voice was more choked.

Her voice is very nice. Even though it is full of resentment, it still makes people feel pleasant!

The more he found the beauty of this girl, the more Lin Nanze felt he couldn't make up for it!

But

"Lan Qingyun, I'm sorry! Although that shot was an accident, it was really me!

I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! "

Lin Nanze's voice choked, but showed incomparable sincerity. Warmth heard that he really felt sorry for the girl student.

"Excuse me?

Who wants your apology! "

LAN Qingyun's originally calm face suddenly became ferocious and crazy. There was a black red hole in her originally smooth forehead. Flesh and blood are blurred and terrible.

And from that hole, the sticky scarlet blood was flowing gurgling, sliding down LAN Qingyun's pale cheeks bit by bit. Instantly crossed and covered the whole cheek. Vertical and horizontal, like red vine branches, blooming all her resentment.