But unexpectedly, after Yi Lin killed the ghost 64 times, he actually stayed on the ground and refused to get up.

Yi Lin was originally not moving its legs for convenience so that it could stand up more tactile.

The ghost in front of me was originally without wisdom.

But for some reason, after being killed 64 times by the terrifying ghost hunter who looked smiling in front of him, he ignorantly developed an emotion called "fear".

"It's very difficult for me to show this expression!"

Yi Lin shook the black blood stained on the short knife, hesitating whether to make up for the two more.

You said you were so fierce that Yi Lin had no psychological burden at all when he took the ruthless move.

But this ghost suddenly showed such pitiful eyes, which made Yi Lin feel like the roles of both parties were interchanging.

Behind Irin.

Xiaoyi's eyes became redder and redder.

It seems like I'm going to cry at any time.

His legs were so scared that they couldn't close them at all and were trembling.

this--

Who is the ghost?

Are ghost hunters so scary?

Xiao Yi retreated one centimeter, one centimeter away.

Move little by little.

It was at this moment.

Xiaoyi's eyes were blurred.

The thick fog was torn apart by a figure.

A cold and hard touch came from the neck.

A blood-red short knife was silently pressed against his neck.

Pressed into the tender flesh on the neck.

"Oh, don't hurry to leave, Xiao...Yi."
Chapter completed!