C42 (1/2)

Hua Xiaoxian carefully treated the wound of the Great Ghost Lord in front of him. At this moment, the Ghost Lord, who was clearly already in a rage, suddenly felt a little moved. His entire pair of eyes was looking at Hua Xiaoxian with a little bit of a peculiar expression.

But the current Hua Xiaoxian could not see it, and only tried to bandage it carefully as much as possible.

The speaker was unintentional, but it sounded like he was doing it on purpose. The great ghost lord's anger had miraculously disappeared in that moment, and instead, there was a sense of fear that even he did not understand.

At the moment, his fate had already slipped away from the opposite direction, so He Jin would definitely be safe, but he would also have to endure the consequences.

”What are you looking at?”

Hua Xiaoxian was so confused by the big ghost master's daze that she couldn't understand what was going on. In her opinion, shouldn't the madman in front of her save He Jin with such an arrogant method?

However, he truly shouldn't have. At this moment, he was standing there stunned in front of him. Exactly what was going on?

”It's about to appear.”

looked towards the top of the coffin and at the same time, he saw Hua Xiaoxian looking for him. At the same time, he saw the lid of the coffin slowly opening with a ”geji” sound, one after another of the coffin nails slowly falling off, as though there was a nameless hand taking them off one by one, the sound was similar to the sound of midnight wood drilling, causing people to feel an unexplainable uneasiness in their ears.

”What is it?”

Hua Xiaoxian muttered in shock and fear, but her hands still couldn't help but nervously clawing.

”Are you afraid?”

Great Demonic Lord Ming only took the time to take a glance before a faintly discernible evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

”I didn't …”

Hua Xiaoxian had yet to complete her sentence, but in the next moment, the Ghost Lord, who was in front of her, suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around Hua Xiaoxian's waist tightly.

”What are you going to do?”

Hua Xiaoxian was completely shocked, her entire body was struggling to escape from her embrace, but no matter how she struggled, she could not escape from the Demon Lord's grasp, and no matter how she struggled, the originally fine crevice between man and ghost had disappeared in the next moment.

At this moment, the two of them were definitely in close contact.

”Woman, you better not move.”