Spiritualist sweet wife

Warm stared at a pair of big eyes, almost afraid to blink, and looked at the two people who came out of the darkness——

Forgive her, there is no way to use the word "ghost difference" to describe the man and woman standing in front of her at the moment!

The man was dressed in a white suit and his skin was white, which was different from ordinary people, just like a patient with perennial anemia. But those eyes, long and narrow and deep, were cold and fierce that people could not ignore.

The female was dressed in black leather, her hair was combed and tied into a horsetail, tied behind her head, the same white skin without a trace of blood, big eyes, full of charm.

Is this man and woman the legendary black-and-white impermanence?

Are you mistaken?

In my impression, shouldn't it be two men with high hats, long robes, long tongues, soul calling flags and soul locking sticks in their hands?

How can the memory in reality and impression always be so different?

Sure enough, TV dramas are deceptive!

Warm in mind make complaints about Tucao.

Even so, she could still feel the strong cold breath of death from them, which would only belong to the underworld full of death and ghosts.

Black and white are impermanent, and the light of his eyes turns slightly. He sweeps them one by one from the forest and Ziteng, and then falls on the warm body.

Warm subconsciously swallowed saliva, and his throat moved up and down.

For her, black and white impermanence staring at her is not a good phenomenon!

For a moment, the air was filled with suffocating silence. Although the strange cold wind had stopped before, the warmth still felt the cool wind blowing on his back.

Fortunately, the black-and-white impermanent eyes just stopped on her for a short time, and then turned back to Zi Teng:

"Yin Yang division?"

Ziteng pursed his lips, and his narrow Phoenix eyes still narrowed slightly. For a moment, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Hungry ghosts haunt the world! You two must have come here today for this matter!

I wonder how the king of hell would feel if he knew such a thing! "

Facing the powerful and dangerous black-and-white impermanence, Zi Teng not only did not have warm panic, but seemed to see ordinary people.

Seeing the warmth, I couldn't help being shocked.

She remembered clearly that Lucifer had told her that there was a powerful, ancient and mysterious nation in the world, taking the road of the sun and eating the food of the underworld.

That family is the Yin Yang division family!

As soon as he was born, Ziteng was destined to dedicate his soul to the underworld, the person in the yin-yang division family who bears the fate of the family!

At the thought of this, the fear and tension in the warm heart immediately disappeared and replaced by great pain and sadness.

Holding Zi Teng's hand, he unconsciously used force to give him strength and warmth, but he knew that his strength was always so insignificant in front of a powerful destiny.

Black and white impermanence heard Ziteng's words. Although there was still no too much reaction on his face, there was a strange complexity in his eyes.

"The king of hell already knows this!"

got it?

Warm again, I felt shocked.

"Hello!

I said, what's the matter with you? You can't even control the hungry ghost. Let it out! Are other guys who don't know what a mess they are running into the sun!

Let me tell you, ha! We must be told about this!

Isn't this disturbing the order of the sun? Be careful, I'll reason with the king of hell! "

The forest standing aside can't help it at last. He used so many expensive ghost killing spells tonight, not to mention how much meat hurts! Just black and white, he must make complaints about it.

When the woman in black leather heard Lin Zi's words, the corners of her mouth suddenly aroused without warning, revealing a cold and strange smile:

"Preacher Kui, if you really want to reason with the king of hell, don't worry!

Sooner or later, you will come down! "

As soon as Lin Zi heard this, he immediately blew his hair. No matter whether the ghost was standing in front of him or not, he turned back for a while:

"I said Heiwu, don't scare me here!

It's your duty to take care of the hungry ghost road! What if the king of hell knows? I don't believe you can get rid of such a big thing! What's my ability to show off!

Have the ability to talk to the king of hell like that! "

As soon as the woman known as Heiwu heard it, her smiling face turned black immediately.

The palm moved slightly, and a black metal whip, shining with black awn, appeared impressively in front of several people.

Lin Zi sneered with disdain: "Yo ho! What, do you want to do it?

You haven't changed your temper for so many years! You've been stabbed by me! "

With a cold face, Heiwu pursed his lips and didn't respond. He stepped forward as if he was going to do it, but he was stopped by the man in white suit beside him:

"Heiwu! Calm down! He's right!"

When a man opens his mouth, he finds that his ghost voice can be so sexy and magnetic!

Heiwu glared at the woods. He seemed very unwilling, but he seemed to have to listen, so he had to take back the black whip angrily.

Metal black whip!

Warm thought, if right, it should be the legendary soul locking stick!

"Hey, hey! It's brother Bai Chang and my heart!"

Lin Zi grinned and waved his hand. Originally a human puppet, it suddenly turned into a small yellow paper man, and then drifted back to Lin Zi's hand.

Linzi put away the paper man and walked to Ziteng and warm, but he still looked at the angry black Wu without showing weakness.

Bai Chang paused, his eyes never left Ziteng, and Ziteng looked back at each other calmly, but he could feel the warmth. Ziteng held his big hand and fingertips, which seemed to tremble slightly!

Heart, suddenly move!

Zi Teng, are you afraid? Afraid that one day, he himself will be taken away by the men and women in front of him and taken to the underworld, a world full of darkness!

"Lord Ming, we came here today to ask you a favor!"

Bai Chang opened his lips lightly, and the pleasant voice flowed in the air again.

Warm slightly stunned, he called zitengming Lord?

"Is it about the hungry ghost?"

Zi Teng's faint response was tepid and did not see any emotion. Warmth knows that only he and himself can understand the panic at the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the way Ziteng and Linzi talk with black and white impermanence, we can guess that they must not have met for the first time!

Is it that every time we meet, Zi Teng will think of the heavy shackles on his body and the fate that he can't escape one day?