The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After a few seconds of panic, Gu Qingyun quickly calmed down.

With a shadow under her bushy eyelashes, she clenched her fists and sneered.

"You are dead like a lamp, what can you take with you? But I am alive, why can't I enjoy everything about you?"

"Since I can kill you once, naturally I can kill you a second time."

"Evil ghost asks for your life? Oh, I will let your soul fly away today, and you will never be born again!"

Gu Qingyun's face was as pale as paper, and dense sweat oozes from her forehead, but she still pretended to be calm.

"Oh, is it?"

"Then let me see how you made me go crazy!"

Mu Changying paced in front of Gu Qingyun, and there was a hint of scarlet luster in those obsidian-like eyes.

She stretched out her tongue and licked the pink and delicate lips, her eyes faint and cold as ice.

"You are like a tiny ant in front of me. It's easy to run over you."

However, she wouldn't let Gu Qingyun die so soon, because—death is liberation!

Only by being alive can this person know what it's like to fall from the clouds and be shattered to pieces.

The body is ruined, the world is scolded, and the pain in the heart is how life is better than death.

"However, since I have encountered it, then I always have to take a little interest to calm my irritable heart."

The female ghost in front of her floated, her head fell to the ground, and the corpse was separated.

The head jumped up and down on the ground, which was very strange. The red blood that slipped from the eye sockets dripped onto the ground, and the room was bloody.

Gu Qingyun's eyes widened, her lips trembled, and her voice was hysterical, "This must be an illusion, there are no ghosts in this world."

After that, I closed my eyes and tried to wake up.

But how could any medicine prepared by Mu Changying himself fail so easily?

If there is no antidote, this effect will last for forty-eight hours, allowing people to experience everything from being haunted by ghosts to falling into hell.

"Good sister, you can also taste the taste of drowning."

Mu Changying forcefully dragged Gu Qingyun to the sink, plugged the sink tightly, turned on the faucet, and the water suddenly squeaked.

"You vicious bitch, whether you are a human or a ghost, I will never let you go!"

Gu Qingyun let out a sharp cry and struggled violently to resist, but even with all her strength, she couldn't break free from the shackles of this ghost.

"Crash..."

The water in the pool was full, and Mu Changying pressed Gu Qingyun's head down with one hand.

She exudes a gloomy aura all over her body, and she really has a bit of a ghostly aura.

"Shut up you!"

Mu Changying was so impatient with the noise, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she made her move a little harder.

Gu Qingyun's head was soaked in the water, and she couldn't hold back her breath for less than a minute.

"Cough cough cough..." The cold tap water poured into his mouth, and flowed into his lungs through his throat.

The feeling of suffocation appeared, followed closely by arrhythmia, chest tightness, shortness of breath and other overwhelming attacks.

"Hmm..." The resistance is powerless, like a chopping board fish and meat being slaughtered by others.

Gu Qingyun's hair was wet, her face was blue and purple, and she was like a beggar on the street.

"Isn't it great? I've been soaked in the sea for a long time."

Mu Changying smiled at the corner of her mouth, and her other free hand brushed the broken hair between her forehead.

Even when she was doing something frightening, her face was still calm.

When she smiled lightly, she seemed to be a little fairy who was not tainted by vulgarity, and she could not see the cruelty and violence just now.

"You have to hold on well, don't die in one breath, or everything you finally calculated will be lost in a blink of an eye."

Mu Changying tilted her small head, her eyes clear.

She bent her index finger and nibbled at the flexed brittle bone, looking particularly kawaii.