Fu Yi stood up abruptly, his gaze shot towards the banging window like a sharp arrow: she is here...
'Bang bang bang... bang bang...' The window was hit hard, one after another, Fu Yi clenched the mahogany sword tightly, looked at it for a moment, and said nervously: can't come in, can't come in, can't get in...
However, God didn't seem to hear his prayer, the closed window was smashed open, and a ghost wearing a white robe, with scars on his face and disheveled hair flew in, and rushed towards Fu Yi viciously: " Give me back my life..."
Fu Yi's eyes froze, he grabbed the charms on the bed, and threw them at the white-clothed ghost indiscriminately: He had guessed that the ghost would not let him go easily, so he made a lot of arrangements, the door and the window were only his first ones. The first line of defense, it doesn't matter if the first line of defense is broken, he still has a second line...
The white-clothed ghost gritted his teeth, waved his claws, and viciously tore the flying spells to pieces...
Fu Yi's pupils shrank violently, this ghost is not afraid of spells!
"Give me back my life..." The white-clothed ghost who had torn off the spell, holding long nails, threw himself at Fu Yi again.
Fu Yi turned sideways to avoid his attack, and ran forward quickly...
The white-clothed ghost was not forgiving, and chased after him closely...
One person and one ghost, you chased me and ran away in the room like this...
Fu Yi was weak, and after running for thirty or forty laps, he couldn't hold on anymore, and his pace gradually slowed down. The white-clothed ghost, in excellent health, floated in the air for half a day without feeling tired at all. Floating, the distance between Fu Yi and Fu Yi is getting closer, getting closer...
Seeing that the white-clothed ghost was about to pounce on him, Fu Yi's eyes froze, he clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, and stabbed viciously at the white-clothed ghost...
The white-clothed ghost grinned, turned sideways to avoid Fu Yi's attack, reached out and grabbed his wrist, glared at him fiercely and said, "Give me back my life... Give me my life back..."
The cold whizzing breath sprayed on his face, and Fu Yi's face was frozen pale in an instant, his mind was dazed, and the icy touch from his wrist made him shiver in shock, his fugue thoughts instantly cleared up, and he struggled hard. Without the restraint of the ghost in white, he looked at him warily.
I saw the ghost in white still staring at him fiercely, saying word by word: "Give me back my life, give me back my life..."
The gloomy tone and the debt-seeking gaze made Fu Yi flustered and blurted out: "Mei'er...you can't blame me for your death..."
"I don't blame you... Blame who... You killed me..." The white-clothed ghost stared at Fu Yi, the raging anger in his eyes seemed to swallow him alive.
Fu Yi was full of grievances and had nowhere to say, and blurted out: "Do you think I want to kill you? Who made your family famous... If you were unknown, I wouldn't kill you..."
The white-clothed ghost's eyes were filled with disdain for the righteous accusation. What Fu Yi meant was that Zhen Chun's family were notorious pirates, so Fu Yi would kill them.
But since you, Fu Yi, think that Zhen Shasha deserves to die, and that you are right to kill her, then you should be a little bit tougher, and kill Zhen Shasha's ghost again in a dignified manner. Like now, if you are afraid and flustered, it is obvious that you have done something wrong. thing…
He despises such a person the most, even if Shi Zifei doesn't give orders, he will scare Fu Yi to death...
Thinking of this, the ghost in white raised his head, glared at Fu Yi fiercely and said, "Excuses, excuses...all are excuses..."