Fang Geyu pulled off his clothes, put them on haphazardly, calmed his erratic heartbeat, and cast an indifferent look at him.
"Originally, I wanted to cut off all thoughts of you tonight, but because of your reputation for being smart and self-aware, you held down my waist to avoid making a big mistake, so I will let you go for now.
"
She suddenly felt that she was despicable and disgusting.
It was obviously not because of that that he got angry.
She was just annoyed with him and called that name.
She knew it was not his fault, but she was just angry and wanted to vent. If she didn't destroy something with her own hands, she would feel depressed and uncomfortable.
She doesn't like herself like this at all.
Fang Geyu suddenly felt a little scared.
In this world, there are not many people who like her. If even she starts to hate herself, then she must be so ridiculous.
"Fang Geyu, actually I..."
"Okay!" Fang Geyu interrupted him sharply, got out of bed, retrieved his sword, and walked towards the door: "I will kill the female corpse, Yougui Lang, and I will catch it myself."
Balian looked anxious: "How can you do it alone? I will work with you."
Unexpectedly, his face turned pale as soon as he stood up. He groaned and fell back heavily.
"No need!" Fang Geyu never thought that tonight's incident would evolve the relationship between the two to such an extent.
Awkward.
Very embarrassing.
Thinking about the stupid things she had done and the stupid things she had said, she wanted to slap herself twice.
She didn't want to stay in this house anymore because it was filled with his breath.
I'm so disgusted, that cold body is not hot because of her.
It's so disgusting. That thirsty panting is not because of her.
So, who was he thinking about when he held her?
Who is Xiaoshuang?
Fang Geyu didn't know why she had to be dragged into a mess by these useless emotions, and she didn't understand why she had to struggle with such boring problems.
Yes, she just... doesn't like to be treated as someone else.
That's all!
When she walked to the door, she didn't look back, but she still asked: "Si Chen, let me ask you, who is Xiaoshuang...?"
"I……"
"Forget it!" She took a deep breath and said, "Why are you explaining so much to me? I'm not interested in this person."
The bright red dress was like a dying light in the dark night, swaying lightly and soon being swallowed up by the endless night.
Balian thought a little confused.
Since Fang Geyu said he was not interested in that person, then of course he was not interested.
But if that was the case, then why did she ask again?
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.
The candles with big red paper flowers burned to the end, and the room fell into darkness.
Everything was quiet. Balian swallowed the remaining scarlet breath in his mouth, opened his painful eyes, and stared at a speck of dust floating in the void in front of him for a long, long time.
That speck of dust that shimmered in the darkness was the ashes of the burning ember in the lotus sand of Fang Ge's body.
His body was still trembling slightly, and he buried his head on the soft pillow, only showing half of his handsome profile.
The thirst and desire in his eyes gradually faded away, turning into a light as calm as a deep pool.
Being on the couch, the back of his hand that was held tightly against the pain was slowly opened. He suddenly stretched out his palm and held the speck of light dust, with a complicated look on his face.
In the deserted and ruined garden, the wind is desolate and the fog is thick.
The apricot blossoms on the wild trees in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the strong fragrance of the flowers in the garden could not hide the strong corpse odor of the walking dead.
I originally thought that the walking corpses hidden all over the garden had extraordinary powers similar to the female corpse Hesha, or had unusual special abilities.
But Fang Geyu realized that he was overthinking.
There are so many unjust ghosts in the deserted house. After being turned into walking corpses, it is indeed terrifying for ordinary mortals.
But in Fang Geyu's eyes, they are not much different from those clods of soil that can only walk.
It seems that the blind female corpse Hesha is the only special existence among the victims in this manor.
Her fierce ghost cultivation level is absolutely outstanding, and I am afraid that even some of the fierce ghosts in the inner city who have practiced for thousands of years are far behind.
Putting aside everything else, the small human skin drum on the waist of the female corpse can already be called a middle-grade ghost weapon.
In this world, weapons are divided into five categories: treasure weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, fairy weapons, and divine weapons.
Among ghost cultivators, what can be called a ghost weapon weapon is an immortal weapon that is absolutely comparable to humans or immortals.
In this contemporary world, only outstanding young disciples who have entered second-rate immortal sects can be equipped with treasures, and only treasures can carry people flying through the generation of spiritual power.
As for those cultivators who are not in the mainstream, or are poor casual cultivators, they can only use weapons blessed by some spiritual talismans.
Those who are qualified to use magic weapons are the elders of some second-rate forces or the disciples of first-rate immortal sects.
Compared with treasures, magic weapons are more precious and more powerful.
Compared with immutable treasures, magic weapons have a wider range of functions. They can also be transformed into portable accessories and worn on the body. When used, the spiritual power they can carry is ten times that of the treasure.
Spiritual weapons are even more rare, and only the upper-class disciples of the first-class forces in the Immortal Sect are qualified to possess them.
Even if you have an extraordinary status in the Immortal Sect, if you don't have a good background and material support, you will never be able to raise a spiritual weapon.
Since the immortal weapon carries the word "immortal", it is naturally directly linked to the immortal. Only the powerful figures in the three most prosperous sects in the world or the masters and powerful men who live in seclusion can hide such weapons that shock the world.
As for artifacts of that level, the world has never had the opportunity to see them, because only characters like the Thirteen Swords, Shizang Hall, and Nine Classics who live in the world's legends deserve to possess them.
A young young ghost who has been dead for less than a year has the power of ghosts and gods to escape from the six realms of souls.
The snug-fitting human skin drum is still a mid-grade immortal weapon comparable to an immortal weapon.
You must know that even Fang Geyu, who possesses nobility and wealth, cannot just casually acquire a medium-grade immortal weapon.
What kind of secret is hidden in this female corpse, Hesha?
The long sword in Fang Geyu's hand kept clanging in its sheath, making a restless sword cry.
Even the group of unconscious zombies surrounding her showed frightened expressions and crawled back into the underworld to hide.
Fang Geyu wiped away a thin line of red blood from the corner of his eyes expressionlessly. His two blood-stained fingers fell on the hilt of the sword and pressed lightly: "Be honest with me."
The sword trembled even more violently, as if it wanted to unsheath itself.
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