Cui Ying was speechless. Su Bai felt that Cui Ying was too weak. He tilted his head and looked back at Yue Qing. Yue Qing had no intention of questioning Nai He, but Tang Sancheng sighed. Objectively speaking, he understood Nai He.
, Love is such a thing, when have you ever reasoned with people? It comes and goes at a moment's notice, and is more realistic than human beings.
Although Naihe was confident, he was still a little embarrassed when facing Vincent: "I think at that time, I didn't understand what love was at all. Everyone said that we were suitable together, and I thought so too, so I felt at ease that you were mine.
Boyfriend, I naturally enjoyed your kindness to me until I saw him."
After a person dies, the soul leaves the body. At this time, the state of the soul will be extremely unstable. On the one hand, the shape of the soul has changed, and it must be different from what it was before life. It has not yet adapted to actions. Secondly, it is suddenly faced with the problem of one's own death.
In fact, this kind of impact will also make the soul helpless. In severe cases, like the other victims, the soul immediately drifted away and disappeared.
Naihe was the last person to die, so when her soul suddenly sat up from her body and floated lightly, there were no souls of her companions around. Looking down, she saw the tomb chamber filled with blood like a river.
There was a broken corpse, and Naihe let out a strange cry, and her body wandered around uncontrollably, floating up and down. She finally controlled it, and saw the man...
He was staring at the painting in a daze, with his back to Naihe. The painting had been re-hanged on the wall. His hand was touching the crack, and his whole body was shaking. He was angry. Naihe had not recovered from himself yet.
When I came out of the fact of death, I was completely attracted by this man. He was wearing
Her clothes are very strange. They are actually a suit of armor and a purple cloak. Naihe has always believed that purple is a difficult color to control. Even a woman must have a good temperament and an excellent body and skin to match this color.
This color is perfect for this man.
His left hand holds the helmet, which is inlaid with a piece of transparent white jade. The purple tassels hang down, and they are scattered neatly and neatly. The helmet and armor are both silver, clean silver, and dust does not stick to it, falling into the eyes.
It was very pleasing to the eye. His right hand was touching the painting, his head was touching it, and he was still mumbling something...
Naihe already knew who he was, but she gave up her fear and was completely attracted to him. Her body was floating there, and she didn't dare to speak. At this time, she didn't know if she could still speak.
"It's so damned." He spoke, his voice like a magnet, but filled with a chilling chill.
He turned his head, and there was a "boom" in Naihe's mind. His eyes were like stars, and his nose was like gallbladders. Is he alive? There was still a glimmer of fat on his lips, and he was tall and tall.
The silver armor and purple cloak make him indescribably brave, but in fact, it’s the armor that makes him stand out, or the person.
How does this suit of armor look so elegant? Naihe no longer knows, but the short scar under his eyes makes Naihe a little surprised. If it weren't for this scar, Pan An would be so angry that he would explode in the dirt, but with it
So what, it just adds a bit of evil flavor to him!
If a person had a heart, his heart would be beating faster at this time, and he would be excited to meet this beloved person. But ghosts have no heart, so Naihe's soul is just floating up and down, like the shadow on the screen of an old black and white TV, moving back and forth.
When the man saw Nai He, he sneered: "Why, aren't you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
"You, it was you who killed them, no, us?" Naihe couldn't speak clearly anymore, and he actually cheered up. He was completely different from his usual self, let alone the self in front of Vincent.
The man ignored Naihe again, took down the painting on the wall, carefully rolled it into a roll, and suddenly disappeared. He was the same as himself, not a human being. This was the only conclusion Naihe came to. Naihe knew afterward,
It was thanks to the painting that she could accurately see the connection between the person in the painting and the painter, which allowed her to save a whole body. The worst person to die was Zhang Jie, who damaged the painting.
"No wonder, you were the only one who managed to save the whole body. It turned out that there was something like this inside." Su Bai was fascinated by what he heard, but his thinking was a little crooked. He was thinking that if after death, the moment the soul leaves the body,
What would it feel like?
Vincent's originally stopped tears started flowing down again after digesting all this. The feeling of betrayal hurt him so much that the glasses in his hand were about to fall to the ground. Tang Sancheng couldn't bear it, so he walked over and took a photo.
Touching his shoulder: "Sent, look at it a bit. In fact, you and Naihe are already separated from each other, so there would be no consequences in the first place."
"So, you were still smiling at that time, with a smile on your lips. I kept thinking that you were thinking of me before you died, so you smiled, so I was just being sentimental." Vincent sniffed. Today,
The self-esteem of a man has disappeared, and all that is left is anger: "How could you do this!"
Naihe sighed: "If the ghost still has a heart, my heart will only beat for him now!"