When Xu An disappeared into the room, the door was closed, and the first person who felt trance was not Xiao Cui, but... Princess Li Yue.

She was stunned, her eyes were dilated, and she muttered, "He, really went in?"

The Eighth Prince frowned, looked at the few people behind him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Their faces were all in a trance, and when Xu An hurriedly entered the door just now, a miserable white face lay on the roof and smiled at them treacherously.

......

Xu An stepped into the ghost pavilion with his feet, and the chill was more clearly felt.

Not only the soles of his feet, but also his whole body felt the eerie cold, and he couldn't help but want to hug his arms to get some warmth, but it was like two ice cubes touching together, and it had no effect.

He looked around, only to find that it was pitch black, and all he could see was darkness.

"What the hell is this place?" Xu An couldn't help but complain.

"You're right, little one, this is the place for ghosts. An oozing voice sounded faintly in the darkness.

Xu An slammed a spirit, his whole body was bubbling with a burst of cold air, and his scalp was numb, as if there were eyes behind him looking at him.

At this moment, he saw a mirror, in which his face was pale and his gums were trembling.

He could see that a pair of dry hands were pressing down on his shoulders, and an old woman with sunken eyes, black teeth, and dripping black blood was looking at herself in the mirror with a smile.

"Am I beautiful?" the voice was like a silver needle, and his face was like a sinister smile.

In the face of the crane-haired and pale old woman, Xu An is a young man, maintaining a normal aesthetic, such as Jiang Tingyu and Fang Lingxiu, only girls like Jiang Tingyu and Fang Lingxiu can be called beautiful, no matter how bad Xiaocui is, she can be regarded as smart, and she is beginning to take shape, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as beautiful.

But this old grandmother is dead in her prime, thin as dry bones, how can she be considered beautiful?

He is a strong-willed person, unmoved in the face of Princess Li Yue's oppression, and especially dares to compete with the evil forces to the end, so naturally he will not say anything against his will.

"Ugly—" A sharp finger gently rubbed against his neck.

He chuckled in his heart, swallowed the following words into his throat, and said with an angry expression.

"That's used to describe me! The young lady is peerless, and her temperament is outstanding, how can a beautiful word describe the charm?"

He had the courage to take off the man's hand in the stunned gaze of the old woman, held it with his left hand, and gently stroked it with his right hand.

"Since the boy was born, he has never seen such a wonderful person as the young lady, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the skin is like clotted fat-" The wrinkled skin rubbed out, Xu An swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Even if the young lady is a ghost, it is one in a million... Perverted female ghosts. ”

The old woman was teased by Xu An, not only did she not refuse, but instead stuffed her other hand into Xu An's arms, shook her old body, and hung on Xu An.

This made Xu Anxin feel uneasy, and he was a little worried about whether she would twist her bones like this.

"Ah Lang, what's your name?" the old woman asked in a soft voice.

Xu An was extremely reluctant, but his body was very honest to support the old woman's waist, "Little sister, my name is Xu An." ”

"Xu Lang, do you really think I'm that beautiful?" The old woman's black teeth were exposed in front of Xu An from time to time, and occasionally the yin wind blew, and the fragrance came to her nose.

Xu An didn't speak, but his eyes dodged and didn't look at her.

He really wanted to vomit, although he wasn't the kind of person who looked like him, but his body was instinctive and he couldn't control it.

Holding back the nausea, the old woman's neck stretched out in front of Xu An's eyes, looking at him affectionately, waiting for his answer.

No matter how strong Xu An's heart is, when he sees the expansion and contraction like a rubber fruit, he will inevitably be frightened, trembling his lips, shocked and timid.

"We can't be together after all, so what's the use of talking about that?" he reluctantly.

When the old woman heard this, she looked at her appearance, and a gloom flashed in her eyes, she seemed to realize that she was a ghost after all, and she couldn't stay with Xu An for a long time.

Taking the initiative to let go of Xu An, she sat lightly at the desk on the side, her silver hair spread out.

She looked sad, Xu Anxin thought.

But what does it matter to me, I just want to get out of here, I don't want to stay any longer, he stood up.

"Xu Lang, if you become a ghost, you can be with me forever. The old woman suddenly spoke.

A red light suddenly appeared in the originally dark room, which was the color of the candle on the table, which was reflected on the old woman's face, which looked quite hideous.

Xu An'an felt bad, he knew that blindly giving in to the evil forces was not a good strategy, but he didn't expect to push himself into the catastrophe step by step.

"Old woman, don't get excited, I just joked with you, in fact, you are very ugly, and I don't mean anything to you. Xu An explained.

The hideous smile on the old woman's face slowly disappeared, the green-faced fangs were even more terrifying, and the black blood between the teeth fell on the table drop by drop along the gap between the teeth, like a nether flower, turning into green fire and blooming in the air.

"Negative heart lang, you men are so love to lie! In order to survive, even such words that no one believes can be said! I will pull out your soul today and be with me forever!" The old woman said sharply, and the long silver-white hair, like silver needles at this moment, came towards Xu An quickly.

Xu Anxin complained, she believed her lies, but she didn't believe it when she told the truth, how could there be such a ghost who did not distinguish between right and wrong?

Seeing that the long hair that swept over the sky was about to wear him like a hedgehog, a sword light appeared in his hand, and a bright light flashed in the dark secret room, cutting through the indestructible darkness, and at the same time a terrible wail sounded!

"My hair!" The old woman touched her long hair that had been cut off and felt distressed, and the resentment in her eyes was deeper, and a chain collision suddenly sounded, Xu An looked at it, only to see that there were two shackles engraved with golden runes on the old woman's ankles, which flashed faintly from time to time.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he could see it clearly, and at the same time, the feeling of coldness throughout his body had also decreased a lot, and these changes had only happened because the sword brother he was holding in his hand was the sword brother who came out of the law world.

Xu An immediately understood that this was probably all Brother Dao's ability.

The knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and it is not afraid of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Seeing a silver-white pig-killing knife in his hand, the old woman's eyes flashed with cold green fire, and the bones in her body moved in the epidermis like maggots on tarsal bones, making a seeping sound.

"Little one, I will make you a lamp, and it will be my greatest pleasure to listen to your begs for mercy every day. ....."

A cold ghost fire gushed out from the old woman's fingertips, and there was an evil and cruel smile on the corner of her mouth, which made Xu An's heart furious.

Is the blood not oil, the wick of the lamp—

He shuddered, tightened the knife in his hand, and his eyes became determined.

I'm your knife!

These words thundered in his ears, a rhythmic beat like Hong Zhong Da Lu in his chest, it was the heartbeat of a young man, that was the resoluteness that cut everything off.