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Chapter 968 Why don¡¯t you even let the child go?

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    It is unreasonable that ghosts come to visit such a distant island.

    The female ghost in red who had crawled out halfway did not hear the panicked screams. She raised her head again, with a bloody face under her long hair and a pair of white eyes staring at the three people who were still awake in front of her.

    Why are they not afraid?

    The female ghost didn¡¯t understand, but she targeted the girl.

    Most girls are timid, and this one, she is so beautiful.

    The female ghost has a natural love for beautiful women. She likes the skin and wants to tear off the skin and put it on herself.

    However, she was unlucky and picked the boldest person in the room.

    The female ghost¡¯s legs were twisted in abnormal postures, as if they were broken but the skin was still attached, so she could only crawl.

    This kind of female ghost looks scary, but she is actually a scumbag.

    Su Nan Zhi coolly raised her eyelids and looked down at the female ghost dragging a bloodstain on the ground.

    ? Even if you have a mysophobia or not, you can¡¯t stand this thing crawling in front of you.

    The female ghost in red didn't see the frightened face. She subconsciously felt something was wrong. When she raised her head again, the girl opposite lowered her head first and placed her index finger gently on her eyebrows. At that moment, she couldn't move.

    When Su Nanzhi put down her hand, she paused for a moment before speaking: "Are you going to get out by yourself, or should I send you off?"

    Red clothes are a sign of resentful ghosts.

    " Most of the things that can take shape and harm people in this world are resentful ghosts. There is too much resentment accumulated in this world. Almost everyone has complaints about unsatisfactory life, more or less.

    But this type of resentful ghost is the lowest level.

    The female ghost in red was irritated by Su Nanzhi's words and was about to open her mouth and bite her. However, the next second, a long flute was pressed against her forehead.

    "Forget it, let me see you off." Su Nanzhi's voice was lost in the sound of the flute.

    She didn¡¯t blow, she just flicked the flute body with her hand, and the melodious flute sound sounded. The female ghost in red was naturally afraid of such things with Buddha light.

    She couldn¡¯t see it at first, but now she understood that there was no one she could mess with.

    But it was too late, the sound of the flute sent her directly to reincarnation.

    The first time An Yunhuai saw his sister catching ghosts, it was not catching them, but more like sending them to where they should go.

    However, ordinary people usually cannot see such a scene. When the flute is played, white light appears everywhere. When the white light disappears again, the female ghost also disappears.

    An Yunhuai was a little stunned.

    The worldview was once again impacted.

    It¡¯s really fantasy.

    I can no longer watch horror movies. People who wanted to watch horror movies in the first place are now sleeping like a mess.

    Su Nanzhi stood up, stretched, yawned again, squeezed out some tears from the end of her eyes, and then said to Jiang Beiyu, "I'm going back to the room first."

    Jiang Beiyu nodded: "If you feel sleepy, go to bed first."

    Su Nanzhi walked past them, and when passing by An Yunhuai, she suddenly saw something else and complained softly: "Why don't you even let a child go?"

    An Yunhuai: "?"

    Before he could react, Su Nanzhi suddenly reached out and lifted a strand of long hair from his head out of thin air. The long hair instantly burned in her hand.

    An Yunhuai watched as Su Nanzhi took the long hair from his head, and then watched her burn it, his pupils dilated.

    It wasn¡¯t over yet. Su Nanzhi lowered his head again and pulled off a red rope from An Yunhuai¡¯s wrist.

    An Yunhuai: "?"

    Does he have this thing in his hand?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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