"Ginkgo, what happened to me just now?" Hua Sheng asked ginkgo.

"To tell you the truth, miss, I didn't quite see it."

Ginkgo did not see clearly how the young lady came, and knew that the person between the lightning and flint was in front of her, but in the blink of an eye.

Hua Sheng thought for a moment, put the plate in his hand in Ginkgo's arms, and turned back to the table.

Then she finished her breakfast quietly. She didn't say a word in the whole process.

She's a little different, starting this morning?

No, or since last night?

Is it all about combs?

Hua Sheng vaguely remembers last night's dream, the old lady's confused conversation with the man.

And these years, why do you always dream of those people?

Although I don't know the identity I play in it, the title of sacrifice really exists every time.

She has also searched online about sacrifice, but most of these two words appear in novels and TV, and real life has disappeared, even history is rare.

Hua Sheng thought about it again. Just now, he helped ginkgo.

She is a person with no martial arts, so she always needs two girls to follow her when she goes out, but her steps were so light just now.

In a flash, I came to gingko and got everything done. This feeling is like the Ling Bo micro step of Duan Yu in Jin Yong's novel "eight Tianlong novels".

It's amazing. It's all more and more mysterious.

At the same time, the confrontation between Zhongjia and Xiejia has been heated, and the media reports it almost every day.

Xie Dongyang is resolute and will never marry Zhong Xiaoyan.

And the Zhong family is not a liar indeed. Miss Zhong is seriously ill and has invited many doctors and scholars, but she still fails to recover.

On this day, with the permission of Zhong's family, a TV program came to Zhong's house to interview and follow up the story.

It was also the first time that Zhong Xiaoyan appeared in front of the TV after she was ill.

Feng Xi sends a wechat to Hua Sheng, "ah Sheng, watch TV, Zhong Xiaoyan."

Hua Sheng turns on the TV and sees such a scene.

Zhong Xiaoyan is wearing white household clothes. She goes crazy when she sees people with her hair scattered. Her family has to. They have already put handcuffs and foot cuffs on her to avoid her hurting her innocence.

The female reporter in the interview was startled and retreated.

The camera lens keeps pulling in at Zhong Xiaoyan.

"Miss Zhong, do you want to see Xie Dongyang?" The female reporter seems to have asked this on purpose.

Zhong Xiaoyan's expression did not change significantly, but the moment she raised her head.

Hua Sheng and Feng Xi both see it. Zhong Xiaoyan's eyes are obviously wrong. She has less black and more white in her pupils, which was not the case before.

And the white eye is not so much, and the blue tendons around the eyes burst.

Both Huasheng and Fengxi can see a dark cloud of air gathering on her head, which is also called tianlinggai.

At this time, Feng Xi sent another wechat, "a Sheng, this woman is not a lovesickness devil. She is possessed by a ghost."

Hua Sheng returns to the wind: not necessarily, but I think the black Qi is more like evil spirits.

Fengxi: it seems that it's better to see the real person to make a conclusion, but this woman is not a good person. Let her live and die. Ordinary people will die soon after this.

Hua Sheng: wind, please help me save Zhong Xiaoyan.

Fengxi: to thank Dongyang?

Hua Sheng: for my own sake, this matter also involves me after all.

Feng Xi: Cheng, you've opened your mouth. I'm sure I'll go, but I'll take advantage of the opportunity to pay a fee to that Zhong family. Fees for such things are always very expensive.

With the opening of Huasheng, Fengxi helped. Qin Wanyu introduced Fengxi to Zhong's house.

"This woman is so young, can she do it? It's not a liar, is it? " The Zhong family seems to have doubts about Fengxi.

Fengxi is wearing black sports pants, white ball shoes and a black hooded pullover. She is really not like an exorcist, but like a college student.

"I'll see Zhong Xiaoyan first, and then I'll give you a quotation according to the situation." Wind, hands around the chest, powerful momentum.