What color does he like
Jie Zhouyan was slightly stunned.
He actually didn't have a favorite color—but since Yuan Yuxue asked him the question, Jie Zhouyan had to give an answer.
He didn't want Yuan Yuxue to think that he was boring and had no preferences.
After thinking for a few seconds, Jie Zhouyan said hesitantly, "… black."
In fact, it is not that he likes black, but Jie Zhouyan was born from the abyss, and the first color he came into contact with was black. It is also the color that Jie Zhouyan is most familiar with, and it is even related to his abilities. With such a close connection, it seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that he likes black.
“Is that so…” Yuan Yuxue turned her head thoughtfully.
The evil ghost that was forcibly ignored seemed to be extremely resentful. Its head moved closer and closer, its pupils bulged, and more and more thick and fishy blood flowed out of its eye sockets, almost drowning the face.
The "ball" held high in its hand was also very close to Yuan Yuxue, and the strong fishy smell emanating from it hit her face.
Its sharp teeth bit together, and a gloomy and crazy voice came out from between its teeth. It was almost mad at Yuan Yuxue's disregard, but it still activated its ability again and asked relentlessly, "What I'm holding in my hand..."
"black."
Yuan Yuxue suddenly spoke.
He answered so decisively, without any hesitation.
The sudden positive answer almost made the evil ghost pause for a moment before he reacted - Yuan Yuxue gave the answer.
Yuan Yuxue fell into its trap!
For a moment, the cracks on the goblin's skin trembled violently, and it seemed to have suddenly fallen into some kind of strange frenzy. Its eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets with excitement, and it laughed wildly with a strange voice, as if it was squeezed out of its throat.
He smiled and opened his mouth—
The huge scarlet mouth opened into an inhuman angle, as if the entire mandible was pried open, or half of the head was cut open and lifted upwards, and only the scarlet, black passage in the mouth could be seen.
"answer-"
At the moment when the ghost uttered this sentence sharply, Yuan Yuxue pulled out Po Hongmeng very quickly.
The sharp blade cut through an object, and the sharp knife energy cut through it. In almost the blink of an eye, Yuan Yuxue retracted the knife.
His movement of retracting the knife was not fast, and even had a kind of slow and gentle temperament. When his eyelashes drooped slightly, the silver-white blade slowly sank into the scabbard.
At the same moment, the ball in the ghost's hand suddenly exploded - as if some strange power cut it into thousands of pieces in that instant.
The complete crushing and destruction from external forces, so that even if it "exploded", it did not have time to release to the outside. Instead, it was completely annihilated into "nothingness", truly, disappeared without a trace, and was completely swallowed and crushed by the energy -
From the visual effect, it looks like the ball in the ghost's hand suddenly disappears.
Ghost: “…”
The scene suddenly became very awkward. It lowered its head silently and looked at its empty hands. It hadn't even finished saying "Wrong answer".