Looking at the white clothes on her body, Xia Luoying felt that she slowly began to like the color white, and was no longer as repulsive as before. Maybe it was because she didn't look so ugly when she saw herself wearing white clothes in the mirror!
"no"
Bai Yi shook his head and responded to Xia Luoying's words, making Xia Luoying's smile freeze at the corner of her mouth because she felt a little proud because she thought she looked good in white clothes.
There is a bad premonition spreading in my heart, as if my previous suspicion has been confirmed, which is such a shame.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Luoying's face turned red with embarrassment. She hurriedly lowered her head and wolfed down her meal. She didn't dare to look at Bai Yi for fear that she would know her inner embarrassment.
After finishing the meal, which was neither fragrant nor bland, Xia Luoying began to sit in the yard in a daze.
The underworld is really boring. It's pitch black everywhere and there's no pleasing scenery at all.
"Eh--"
After sighing, Xia Luoying decided to get up and walk away.
After sitting for too long, her legs were numb, and she suddenly felt a little unsteady when she stood up.
After finally easing the unbearable pain caused by paralysis in her legs, she limped and walked out of where she was, heading towards other places in the underworld that she had never been to.
Here, the most common thing to see are ghosts, but she is naturally courageous. From her death to now, she has never felt afraid when seeing those ghosts. Otherwise, she would have been scared to death by now.
While walking, a few ghosts appeared from nowhere and wanted to attack Xia Luoying. Under the glare of her sharp eyes, the ghosts were a little scared, but after trembling a few times, they were still
Want to attack her
Xia Luoying made a posture ready to fight, but the ghosts and wild ghosts no longer had the posture to attack her just now, and their momentum softened for some reason.
Xia Luoying was curious and saw an ox-headed horse passing by her, locking the lonely ghosts together.
Then, the bull-headed horse nodded to Xia Luoying and left with those lonely ghosts.
Then, they left, Xia Luoying looked at their backs, her brows furrowed.
Just now, when she was preparing to fight, she discovered that although this body was flexible and soft, it was not a force.
The strength she holds in her fists is far less than before. She feels like a soft, boneless woman.