The young master was a little tired of the unruly princess. The woman had not offended her at all, but she was so rude.
The woman was grabbed by two guards on the left and right, and her whole body was trembling.
The two men grabbed her hair and pushed it back.
Unexpectedly, I peeled off a layer and found a layer of hair inside.
Layers upon layers, endless.
Normal people would never have so much hair.
The two guards trembled in their hearts, and at the same time they let go of the woman, holding the swords at their waists and retreating.
Ningwu saw that they had been fighting for a long time without showing their faces, and said displeasedly: "You can't even lift your hair! I really don't know why I raise you wastes!"
She stood up and walked towards the woman and said, "I'll do it myself."
Zhang Jiu also felt that something was wrong. These guards were selected by him, and they could not be intimidated by an ordinary woman. He hurriedly said: "Princess, be careful."
Ningwu pinched the woman's hair and pulled it back. At first, she thought the woman had unusually thick hair, but after pulling it a few times, she felt a chill in her heart... How could there be such a thick hair?
Hair...it's like this woman's entire head is made of hair.
What about her face!
Just as Ningwu was about to retreat, the woman grabbed her arm hard, and a series of extremely soft voices came from somewhere on the woman's body: "Face..."
"Help...save me..." Ningwu shouted.
Protector Zhang Jiu was so eager that he came up with a knife, raised the knife and cut off the woman's head.
The woman's head rolled to the side, but her body remained erect.
Countless hairs sprouted from her neck, getting longer and longer. The hair seemed to be alive, and the black hair wrapped the fog in front of her into an informant.
"Ghost! There is a ghost!" the guards shouted one after another. One of the timid ones fainted from fright.
The woman hugged Ningwu tightly from behind, binding the two of them with her hair. From the outside, they seemed to be one whole body.
The guards circled around the two people, but they did not dare to take action, for fear that if they were not careful, they would hurt the princess's true body.
Don't underestimate your hair.
Wisps and strands can be burned by fire and broken by fingers.
But when thousands of hairs are wrapped around your body, you can't even say a word for help.
Ningwu was tightened tighter and tighter by these hairs, and the hair was embedded in her flesh. There were also some stubborn hairs that pried open her mouth and tongue and penetrated into her body.
Ningwu felt fear in her heart. This was the first time in her eighteen-year-old life that she felt complete despair.
The ghosts don't care whether she is the princess or not, and they are not afraid of offending her, because she is already dead, so they don't care about being convicted and dying again...
Ning Wu slowly couldn't breathe anymore. Every time she took a breath, she would inhale countless hair strands.
She couldn't break away or escape.
I can only listen to the prelude of death.
The young master frowned and stepped forward. Although he hated the princess, she was just unruly and her crime would not lead to death. He couldn't just watch her die in front of him.
Ruyi lowered her head and looked at her hands, thinking that she had saved the ghost in the Qian Mansion with her hands last time. She didn't know if she could subdue this one...
Ruyi ran towards Ningwu, who was completely wrapped in hair.
"Miss, be careful! It's a monster, don't go past it!" Zhang Jiu reminded.
Ruyi couldn't care less, so she opened her arms and hugged the woman from behind.