Hearing the ghostly slapping sound, Su Lingfeng instantly woke up from his semi-drowsy state.
She raised her head and stared at the ghost on the beam, and asked angrily: "It's midnight, what are you howling for?"
The ghostly blond hair was flying, and he rolled his eyes at Su Lingfeng with his pair of green eyes. Then he covered his face with his hands and continued to whimper, "You...you are the one who is howling like a ghost! Wuwu...and still in the middle of the night.
, Oh, oh! God of Hades, it’s going to be dawn now, okay..."
Su Lingfeng saw that this guy was leaning down the stairs, so he quickly brought the topic back, "Why are you crying?"
"I...I feel uncomfortable and sad...oh, wuwu..."
If the ghost is a female ghost, then it can now be described with the words "pear blossoms and rain". Unfortunately, he is a male undead. The crying look is really eye-catching!
"What are you sad about?" Su Lingfeng asked patiently, suppressing the twitching corners of his mouth.
When I went out to watch a fight, this guy seemed to be in high spirits. What happened to him after such a short time?
Mo Wenchen noticed that Su Lingfeng had opened his eyes and was looking at the beams of the room with a strange expression. He couldn't help but asked strangely: "Feng'er, what's wrong? What are you looking at?"
"That undead dragon knight is convulsing." Su Lingfeng answered Mo Wenchen.
The ghost was not happy when he heard this, "Oh! You're the one who's having seizures, your whole family is having seizures!" As he said that, he pinched his nose and blew his nose!
Although the ghost is a spirit body and cannot really blow snot out of its nose, this action still disgusted Su Lingfeng, "Can you please stop doing such disgusting actions?"
"Oh! Why am I sick? Haven't you ever blown your nose?"
"..." If possible, Su Lingfeng really wants to slap this guy!
"What's going on?" Mo Wenchen saw that the expression on Su Lingfeng's face was getting weirder and weirder, and he was very curious.
Su Lingfeng glanced at Mo Wenchen, and then said to the ghost: "You can show yourself and speak."
This room is equipped with a soundproof barrier so that people outside are not afraid of hearing ghostly sounds.
With Su Lingfeng's approval, the ghost revealed his undead form, floated down from the beams, sat on the bedside, and complained to Mo Wenchen in tears, "Your woman always bullies me, it's so bad! Brother, you
You must show some domineering power as a man and train this woman well. It is not a good thing for a woman to be too fierce. You have to give us men face!"
"..." Su Lingfeng was speechless again. Is this guy trying to sow discord between the couple? It's really not a thing!
Mo Wenchen was very calm, and said slowly: "I just like Feng'er's current temperament, and you should know that a woman cannot be gentle to everyone or the undead. I am very happy that Feng'er is all gentle.
Give it to me, and..." Mo Wenchen looked up and down at the ghost with evil intentions, "I think the way Feng'er bullies others or the undead is very cute!"
"You...you...both of you are not good people! What kind of woman you are, and what kind of man you marry!"
"I like to hear this." Mo Wenchen was so angry that the dead spirit would not pay for his life.
"..." This time it was Mo Wenchen's turn to be speechless.
"Okay, what's going on with you today? If you have something to do, say it quickly, and if you don't have anything else, stay away from us!"
Su Lingfeng felt that the ghost was obviously acting abnormally today. If it was really a joke, he wouldn't be crying so...so heartbroken.
"I...I just remembered some things..." Ghost sniffed and said, "About the past events of this city..."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Su Lingfeng became interested after hearing this.
The ghost took his hands off his face, blinked his green tearful eyes, sniffed and said, "I don't remember much... Those people were fighting just now, and some scenes of the fight appeared in my mind. It was so miserable.
Many people died, many familiars, as well as people from the Black Tower, elves, goblins, demons, gods, dragons..."
"Wait, wait, wait." Su Lingfeng stopped, "You mean, there are also gods? Demons? Dragons?"
The ghost nodded, "Yes!"
Haven't the gods, demons, and dragons disappeared from the mainland for thousands of years? If the scene that the ghost thinks of is this kind of racial melee, then how many years ago was the old monster an antique?!
"You mean...they...fight in this city?"
The ghost nodded again: "Well, here, there is a river of blood. It's so miserable..." The ghost said and shuddered.
Mo Wenchen didn't say anything, he just frowned and looked at the ghost with a thoughtful look on his face.
"So, those races, why do they fight?" Su Lingfeng asked again. What the ghost said was not mentioned in the cultural course "Chronicles of the Continent" she studied at Qingqiao College.
The ghost shook his head and shrugged, "I don't know, oh! Hades is not strong enough, I didn't think of that many things."
The three words "not good enough" were learned by Gui Mei from Ye Wei Liangkou, but he had not yet learned to use this word correctly, so he used it inappropriately, which had a comic effect.
Su Lingfeng was shocked by the Internet buzzwords spoken by the ghost, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop twitching.
Because Mo Wenchen didn't understand the meaning of the word, he didn't have any special feeling, but he was just a little confused.
"Did you also participate in that war?" Su Lingfeng continued to ask.
"Probably...participated..." Otherwise, how could he have such real feelings?
"So, what role did you play in that war?"
This question stopped Gui Mei. He frowned and murmured to himself: "Yeah... what was I doing at that time? Who was I fighting? Which side am I on? Who am I?"
What's my name..."
"It seems that for a while, he won't be able to remember who he is." At this time, Mo Wenchen said calmly.
Su Lingfeng saw the sad look on Gui Mei's face and knew that what Mo Wenchen said was true, so he said to Gui Mei: "You don't have to be in a hurry to figure out what happened thousands of years ago. When will you remember it?"
It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to get up.”
"No! I want to think of it, I must think of it!" The ghost's expression and tone were very firm. He floated up and disappeared, then sat back on the beam and continued to think hard.
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ps: After Chapter 568, the chapter numbers were written out of order. I don’t have the authority to change the VIP chapter. Please ignore it. Starting from this chapter, the chapter numbers will be changed back.