The strange thing is that this woman gave her a very familiar and strange feeling, as if she had seen her several years ago...
An inexplicable sour emotion hit her.[
There was soreness and pain deep in her heart. Her face turned slightly pale, and she stretched out her hand to hold her chest: "You...who are you?"
The woman stared, as if looking at her, but also as if she was looking into space.
Her red lips opened and closed, and she murmured: "Don't fall in love with him..." Her body slowly retreated into the thick fog.
"Hey, don't leave! Who are you?!"
Ye Xuanji couldn't help but catch up.
Unfortunately, the woman retreated so fast that she tried her best to catch up but still couldn't catch up.
In a hurry, he took out his long whip and wrapped it around the woman: "Don't go!"
The sharp tip of the whip passed through the woman's body lightly.
The woman didn't seem to realize it, she retreated quickly, and her clear voice still sounded faintly: "Don't fall in love with him..."
Ye Xuanji was stunned.
She added a charm to this long whip. No matter whether it is a physical person or an incorporeal ghost, as long as it is entangled by her long whip, no one can escape!
Unexpectedly, it had no impact on this woman at all!
Who is she? Neither a human nor a ghost. Is she a mountain spirit and a tree demon?
Seeing the woman retreating quickly, Ye Xuanji was naturally unwilling to give in and jumped forward: "Stop! Speak clearly before you leave!"
"careful!"
Suddenly someone hugged her waist.
Immediately afterwards, the body spun and landed on the ground.
drunk
A familiar feeling rushed to her face, Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat and she opened her eyes.
In front of him is Mo Qingcheng's handsome face that is as beautiful as the world. He frowned slightly: "Xiao Xuanji, do you want to die?" [