Chapter 1263

Ji Rao's right wrist is soft. Even if Fang chunian doesn't understand it any more, he can't help but feel the broken bone on his wrist and show his astonishment.

"You are Broken wrist? What did you do? "

Ji Rao gently takes back her hand and looks at her silence in the bronze mirror.

"Did you go to kill..."

Ji Rao's eyelashes quivered slightly and didn't speak.

"You, didn't you promise me not to harm people?"

Ji Rao gently glanced at Fang chunian. Fang chunian stepped back with some fear.

How can he forget that Ji Rao is a ghost? He even questioned him here. He didn't want to live.

He turned pale at the thought.

Ji Rao stood up from his chair. Fang chunian thought that he was going to do something for himself. He closed his eyes tightly, but there was no movement. He opened his eyes gently and there was no one in front of him.

He looked left and right, and there was silence in the air.

Fang chunian wanted to shout, but suddenly found that he didn't know the ghost's name. He ran to the door and opened it. It was empty outside. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The weather was dark and depressing.

Ji Rao said that who he wants to see can see him. Is it possible that Ji Rao is still in the room, but he can't see?

Fang chunian closed the door, blocking the wind outside, "ghost, are you there?"

He hesitated and said, "if you need energy, as long as you don't die, I can I can give it to you, but don't go to others. They don't know you are a good ghost. They will be afraid and hurt you. You Can you hear me? "

One second, two seconds.

There was no reaction.

Fang chunian sighed deeply and sat down against the door.

He thought that Ji Rao's hand had just been broken. Ji Rao's body was cold and hard. Maybe it was because the body was brittle that he was injured so badly? It's raining so hard outside. Will it get drenched? He's broken now. Where is he if he's not here? Can the ghost recover after breaking his hand?

He thought in the head disorderly, finally hugged the head ruthlessly to roll the hair.

It's just a ghost. Why does he think so much? Anyway, it's not like that.

……

Ji Rao is no longer in the room. He comes out. It's pouring rain outside. Although he is a ghost, his body is his own body. He can still get wet. Otherwise, he won't be pinched by Chu Xiusheng.

It's just that ghosts don't feel pain in this kind of injury. Only Huang Fu and other techniques can make them feel pain.

Ji Rao doesn't care about this. He doesn't even care. He will heal.

He went back to the mountain. There was a woodcutter trapped in the rain. He was sitting in the grass shed built on his mountain, eating dry food while watching the heavy rain outside, thinking when the rain would stop.

Just suddenly, he saw a red shadow coming slowly.

The red shadow was really strange in the rain. The woodcutter's eyes widened, as if in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes again, but this time, the red shadow disappeared.

He shook his head and a chill came to him.

Should I think it's a mistake.

In this heavy rain, how can there be people?