"Brother, get up first." Mo Hen stood up and said to Chen, who was still sitting on the ground.
Chen raised his head happily and saw Mo Hen's eyes deeper than before. His smile dismembered and solidified little by little.
Originally, he thought Mo Hen had such deep and peaceful eyes because she was like a walking corpse without memories. But now that she has recovered her memory, why is she deeper and calmer than before?
This is not the result he wants... He doesn't want to see her so distressing!!
But he never said this. He knew that even if he asked her, he would not tell him with his sister's personality.
"Brother, thank you for helping me find my memory. Although I haven't seen each other for three hundred years, the scene of meeting seems so valuable, but the company's affairs..." Mo Hen looked at Chen lightly, as if he was hinting at something, with some
The meaning of threat.
"Uh, then...I'll go back first...to deal with some things...ah, 88!!" Chen was sweating coldly, flashed, and disappeared into Mo Hen's vision.
Mo Hen looked at the place where Chen had just disappeared, turned to look back at the oil painting recording the death of his father. He just watched quietly, quietly.
Her hand stroked the cross-like scar on her father's waist.
Chen is really careful and even painted this. I guess he must have painted these murals from his own perspective, so he didn't draw himself. This is the unique attack mark of an angel...
It seems that they are almost going to act. They want to get rid of me, Satan, reincarnation...
But they seemed to have forgotten that the reason why Satan's reincarnation met once in a thousand years was because Satan had only one soul, but now he is in her body! Then, now she is Satan!
Since this is the case, she will wait for them to take action. Although the seal of her power has not been completely lifted, it is still her own after all. Nothing should happen at the critical moment... Just thinking about this, Mo Hen walked out of this barrier
The 'haunted house'.
Who knew that as soon as she walked out of this room, she saw Ling a "haunted house". It was the real equipment of the playground.
Since you are here, you might as well go and see it.
Mo Hen slowly walked into the haunted house.
It was pitch black inside, like a maze, and the moans of female ghosts came around, which was creepy. People screamed in front of them. From time to time, some bloody intestines, hearts, etc. appeared on the ceiling from time to time, and drops of imitation fake blood were emitting.
An unpleasant smell.
Mo Hen relied on her night walking ability and soon came to the inside of the maze. There were always some fake ghosts pretending to be by staff from time to time, but the masks were all imitation skins, which looked like real. Mo
Shit ignores all.
Mo Hen slowly walked forward, watching left and right, making the "ghosts" who were about to pounce on him feel very stressed...
As she walked, she came to a fork, and she decisively chose the left.