Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

The young man with yellow hair came out whistling.

He can't see their soul.

Qingqing looked at the young man with yellow hair coming and opened his mouth, "it's not benevolent, it's not filial, it's a villain, and it's also stained with human life."

As soon as Qingqing's words came down, the little boy around him rushed in.

The other spirits around rushed in.

Qingqing looks at the movements of the ghosts, and she turns her lips.

There are so many ghosts. Don't kill people again.

She floated past.

The young man went on, but he was surrounded by ghosts.

These ghosts are sucking his Yang.

The young man suddenly felt dizzy. He stopped and supported his weak body against the wall.

"Come on, come on, don't kill people."

The ghosts stop smoking, they are not full.

Of course, even if the Yellow haired youth are clean, they will not be full.

The Yellow haired young man felt that his body was suddenly weak, and everything in front of him had a shadow.

There seems to be something red in front.

The young man wiped his eyes and looked at it carefully.

There are red things, but why there are still double shadows.

He took a few steps against the wall.

After close to see, Qingqing that delicate appearance.

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

Qingqing knows that if she is sucked by a ghost, her yellow hair will be infected with ghost gas, so she will naturally see her.

She rolled up her hair on her shoulders and gave a charming smile. "Am I good-looking?"

The yellow hair youth's saliva is about to flow out, smell speech immediately nod.

"Good... Very nice..."

He reached out to touch Qingqing.

Just when I was about to meet Qingqing's red clothes, Qingqing moved.

She stretched out her hands and looked at the Yellow haired youth coldly, "then you can give me this pair of nails, do a care!"

Qingqing's hands poked into the moon Hun's chamber of the Yellow haired youth.

"Ah..."

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

It's a pity that the border has already been laid. No sound can be heard outside.

The blood came out slowly.

Qingqing felt the touch of blood and nails, and her face showed an excited expression.

Feel almost, this just add more hand to take out.

She looked at the nails on her hands, and the color was brighter than before.

The young man with yellow hair had fallen down and was lying in the corridor of the apartment.

Qingqing's nails are in a good mood after new maintenance.

"Let's go, sir. We won't come out tonight. Let's go out and play!"

"Yes

"What are you doing, sir?"

"Don't ask children..."

“……”

The ghost's chatting voice gradually disappeared.

In the corridor of the apartment, only a young man with yellow hair fainted there.

After more than ten minutes, the body moved.

The young man sat up, recalled the scene before, and immediately opened his clothes.

There is a pair of fingerprints in front of his moon.

"Ah..."

Seeing this mark, the young man yelled out of control again.

He really went to hell!

The Yellow haired youth got up from the ground and ran home in a hurry.

With his galloping movement, his mouth was still shouting.

"Ah..."

The whole floor was startled by his voice.

"What are you howling at! Your mother is dead

"Shit! I'm sick! "

"Die!"

"Go away!"

“……”

In the middle of the night, all kinds of unpleasant words rang out.