Chapter 478

After watching the pictures sent to the brain by the system, Su Kui was silent.

It's hard to say, but it's a little pity. Although in the original book, Xi Chun was changed because of Xiang Ru, and even died because of her.

But who is right and who is wrong? She is a pure Tasker and has reservations.

Yang Xiaoman was wet and pushed in from the outside. He sat on the bed, shaking and stupefied.

Sukui glanced at her and said nothing. Those big round eyes looked very condensed. She fixed her eyes on Yang Xiaoman, or something on her back.

The blood stains on the white sick clothes, the original beautiful face because of jumping off the building, fell blood and flesh blurred, looks extremely terrible.

It's Xiangru.

She looked at it for a while, maybe it was her eyes without any cover. Yang Xiaoman's back slowly reached out to lift his head which could not be supported due to breaking his neck bone, and opened his mouth to Su Kui slowly, with a cold smile.

Scarlet blood oozed from her mouth.

"Ticking, ticking --"

falls on Yang Xiaoman's face. Yang Xiaoman rubs his arm after knowing it. His eyes are as swollen as walnuts. He touches his forehead. He is clean and has nothing.

So why, she just clearly felt the liquid dripping on her face?

"The dead have already passed away. Let's be sad. Yang Xiaoman, go take a hot bath and change your clothes. You will catch a cold."

Yang Xiaoman nods stiffly, looks tired and walks to the bathroom.

Sukui stopped her at the back. "Wait."

"Well?" Yang Xiaoman looks back, Yan Baba's spirit cannot be raised.

Su Kui followed her, raised her hand and gently stroked her body, and sipped her lips. "You've got something on your body. I'll take it down for you. It's ok now. Let's go." Say on her back a clap, push her to toilet.

Looking back, Yang Xiaoman looked at Su Kui's empty hand doubtfully. What was it?

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there was a clattering in the bathroom. Su Kui sat on the old seat, and God played with her fingertips on the desk. It was the strange story collection page she often read.

She was gradually surrounded by the cold air, and the pages were windless and automatic, which made hunting sound.

Su Kui squinted and looked back carelessly. "Do you want to kill Yang Xiaoman?"

There were strange waves in the air. She sat on her original bed, her knees and bones were broken, her legs were constantly swinging, and her head was hanging on her chest, so she stared at her with eyes turned white and sinister.

"Cheng Xichun, what are you doing?"

"Me?" Su Kui picked up the eyebrows and smiled, "do you believe that if I say that I am a special ghost catcher to eliminate evils and promote good in the world?"

"I believe it."

"Oh?" This time Su Kui was curious. "Do you believe it?"

"Ha ha ha, I believe, so you have to die!" Suddenly, she became angry. The air was filled with blood. Her hands were claws. She attacked her white and fragile neck with the power of thunder and grabbed her neck.

Those only white eyes shed blood and tears, "PATA, PATA" fell on Su Kui's face, set off the white background color, especially dazzling.

"Why don't you save me since you know all this? I can't sleep well day and night. You see it in your eyes and laugh at me? Ah?! "

His strength is even greater. His fingertips get into sunflower's flesh and skin.