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Chapter 195

Birth from the Hour

Author: Ranyue

Birth from the Hour

“It doesn’t matter what I am.”

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Qingwei interrupted him lazily, stared at him and asked with a smile: "Now your life and death are the most important."

Hearing this, he shivered.

Duan Yunxian kept staring at Bai Qingwei.

The ghost said something just now.

Is it a ghost or...what?

Although he didn't know what this ball of white mist was, he could still feel that the white mist was unusual and seemed to control the space.

Moreover, this ghost should know the origin of the white mist. Just as he wanted to explain it clearly, he was blocked by Bai Qingwei.

"You, you... don't kill me..."

Hearing Bai Qingwei's words, he no longer cared about thinking about anything else and said quickly: "I, I don't dare anymore. I really didn't want to hurt him. I'll leave now, leave now, don't kill me...



Bai Qing bent his lips slightly, "Is it a little too late to escape now?"

He was stunned and was about to cry, "I, I really didn't want to kill him. I just wanted to punish him. I really wouldn't kill him! You, just let me go this time

, I will never dare to do it again, I, I will be honest in the future, okay, can’t I be a good person?"

Bai Qing smiled and said, "Do you think it's OK?"

He is really going to cry.

If it weren't for a ghost, he wouldn't be able to cry, and he would really be in tears.

Director Hong and Xie Honghua could see him at this time. Seeing him facing Bai Qingwei's fearful appearance, both of them were a little dazed.

This thing is not an ordinary evil spirit, he looked quite awesome before.

Now I am so scared of Bai Qingwei, the contrast is too strange.

Xie Honghua couldn't help but think, is this a ghost?

Are you afraid of someone?

Director Hong had seen Xie Xinyi look scared about Bai Qingwei before, but he was still stable at this time.

"You, how do you want to let me go?"

The ghost looked at Bai Qingwei and sobbed, "I, can't I really know that I'm wrong? It's not easy for me to practice like this. Look, because we are both fellow students, you can't let me go once.

Is it?"

Bai Qingwei did not speak immediately when he heard this.

After all, it is really not easy to cultivate a little bit of reputation these days.

Moreover, this thing is a god.

Although it is very inferior, it also bears some faith.

It's quite a chance.

Thinking of the way of heaven, Bai Qingwei did not take action directly, but asked, "What is your name? What kind of god is it?"

He heard this and realized that he still had a chance to live. He hurriedly replied: "My name is Zhang Pingfeng, I, I don't know what kind of god I am..."

Bai Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't know?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Pingfeng quickly explained that she was afraid that she would not believe her.

He really doesn't know what kind of god he is.

It is really an opportunity to be able to get this way.

He died a hundred years ago, when he was a young actor.

At that time, the film and television industry was very new, the crew was not standardized, and the equipment was not complete.

He died unexpectedly during the shooting process.

But after he died, he found that he did not seem to have died completely.

He woke up and continued wandering around the world.

Most of the time, he wanders around various crews.

It seemed that someone saw a ghost and was a little scared, fearing that there was something unclean in the crew.

The crew made some sacrifices and offerings.

Want to let him leave.

Then he found that he could actually enjoy those tributes.
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