Wang Shanshan waved to Fu Yi anxiously, the crying voice, the pitiful appearance with tears in his eyelashes, seeing Fu Yi's eyes froze, he walked up to Wang Shanshan quickly, and stretched out his hand to help her: "Shanshan, what are you doing?" What's the matter..."
He was resting at home, when the servants of the palace came to the door and said that Shanshan had escaped from the confinement room and disappeared. He guessed that she might have come to Xiaoyao Palace to make trouble, so he came to have a look. Unexpectedly, he saw Such a scene...
Wang Shanshan stood up following Fu Yi's strength, holding Fu Yi's arm tightly with both hands, as if grasping a life-saving straw. Most of his body weight was on him, and he said incoherently: "Brother Yi, ghost ... ghosts..."
Wang Shanshan's panicked tone made Fu Yi a little speechless, and he patted her arm to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... You're blind..." What the hell is going on in this world...
"No... There are ghosts in this world... There are really ghosts..." Wang Shanshan interrupted him anxiously, seeing that he still didn't believe her, she pointed her finger: "If you don't believe me, look..."
Fu Yi followed her gaze, and saw a white figure floating over from the night, with disheveled hair, scarred cheeks, and eyes burning with deep hatred, faintly visible under the messy hair...
Fu Yi's eyes widened instantly, staring blankly at the white figure, motionless...
"Give me my life...give me my life..." The white figure fluttered with the breeze, and in the blink of an eye, it floated in front of Fu Yi and Wang Shanshan...
"Ah, ghost...Brother Yi..." Wang Shanshan yelled in horror, and reached out to pull Fu Yi, but failed to pull after several times. She raised her head in confusion, and saw Fu Yi staring fixedly at the white ghost, Eyes full of horror.
"Brother Yi, brother Yi... what's wrong with you..." Wang Shanshan held Fu Yi's arm and shook it vigorously.
Fu Yi ignored her, and only looked at the white figure for a moment, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief: "You... you are... Meier..."
Murong Xue, who was standing on the roof watching the fun, narrowed her pitch-black eyes sharply when she heard the words, her cold eyes shot at Fu Yi like sharp arrows...
The white figure didn't pay attention to Fu Yi at all, and secretly worked hard to make his eyes burst with hatred, and rushed towards Fu Yi and Wang Shanshan viciously: "Give me my life... Give me my life..."
Seeing that the white figure was about to pounce on the two of them, "Ah... Brother Yi, be careful..." Wang Shanshan screamed, subconsciously grabbed Fu Yi's arm, pulled him back a few steps, and avoided the attack of the white figure …
The white figure hit the air with one blow, turned around without being discouraged, and once again rushed towards the two mercilessly...
Looking at the scarred face of the white figure, and the eyes full of hatred, Fu Yiqingjun's face was pale and bloodless, and there was an unconcealable fear in his shrewd eyes...
"Brother Yi, be careful..." Wang Shanshan pulled Fu Yi again to avoid the attack of the white figure. Seeing that the white figure made a comeback again and rushed towards the two with long nails, Wang Shanshan pulled Fu Yi and walked quickly. Running forward, he said as he ran, "Brother Yi, don't be dazed, let's run..."
Fu Yi ran forward passively, moving mechanically. After running for a certain distance, Fu Yi turned his head and saw a white figure floating in the air, chasing them viciously. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. His lips moved, but he didn't say a word...