"W-what do you mean?" Nie Charming was startled and slowly turned back to look at the man walking towards her step by step.

Only then did she understand the meaning of Ye Zhi's crazy words.

He suddenly turned around and ran out of the cave. He wanted to call out to Lin Ting'ao, but his mouth was blocked by someone first.

She struggled helplessly.

His eyes stared blankly at Ye Zhikuang who disappeared before his eyes.

Keep that hatred deep in your heart.

Ye Zhikuang, Ye Zhikuang, I will definitely kill you!

Miserable and resentful screams were heard in the cave.

"ah……"

*

In the forest, two white figures, one behind the other, slowly walked towards the depths of the forest.

"I suddenly felt that you were scary." The man in white clothes floated behind him.

Ye Zhikuang raised the corners of his lips, tilted his head, glanced at the man behind him from the corner of his eye, and said softly: "I thought you were still there?"

"How is that possible?" He raised his face and frowned slightly.

This woman is not a human being if she refuses to say anything or is shocking.

A single word can change his mood drastically.

"Don't follow me all the time, okay?" She stopped and looked at the barren graveyard in front of her without any fear. Then she raised her hand and pointed at the tombstone in front of her: "Go and return to your kind.

Go there!"

"You... think of me as a dead person!" The man in white clothes who was floating in the air slowly landed on the ground.

The dust-free white clothes floated up, a breeze blew across his face, and the silky black hair danced in the air.

Slender jade fingers lifted a few strands of hair from his forehead. It was the first time that he had appeared in front of her in a virtual form. This was the first time that he existed in such a real way.

There was no longer a white light surrounding him, and he stood in front of her like a normal person.

She was stunned and stared at the handsome man in front of her. He had a pair of beautiful eyes, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised.

The two rows of eyelashes were thick and long, as if he had drawn a black eyeliner to outline his eyes, making his eyes dark and bright. Every time his eyes flickered, the ripples in his eyes were like the bright stars in the sky.

His nose is very high and straight, and his lips are thin, red and moist.

The skin is perfectly fair, without any blemishes.

Coupled with the straight and smooth hair like ink, even in the dark night, the moonlight can still clearly distinguish the black eyes, white skin, red lips, and ink-colored hair.

He was really standing in front of her.

Every time the breeze blows, you can always smell his refreshing and special scent.

"You..." Ye Zhikuang pointed his hand from head to toe. He was about to speak again, but the man in white first reached out and took hold of the hand she pointed at him, and held her in his arms.

A tug.

Junyi's face slowly came closer to hers, and his hot breath sprayed on her face.

His lips covered hers quickly and accurately.

She stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, her head was short-circuited for a moment, and she was held in his arms without even offering a resistance.

He didn't attack her deeply, his thin lips just pressed tightly against her sweet lips, and then he made no move.

His lips were very cold, and the coldness penetrated into the bone marrow but warmed the heart.

But there was a strange warmth lingering in her body.

The breeze blew by, and the two white figures were close to each other.

In the dark night, a man and a woman dressed in white create an emotional black and white painting.

The man's body gradually lit up with white light again, illuminating the darkness around her and covering it with the light of the moonlight.

He gently let go of her, raised his lips slightly, and said, "Look, am I dead?"
Chapter completed!