Chapter 983

The bamboo forest is quiet.

Only occasionally the evening wind gently caresses, carrying a little hot and dry heat, which makes the bamboo leaves rattle.

It took a long time for the lonely ghosts who were lying on the ground to look up and see if the terrorist had gone far.

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there was no dream in the night, Xi slowly opened her eyes, yawned sleepily, and there was a tear hanging on her eyelashes.

The dim light and strange scene in the room made her awake.

Ear suddenly sounded a familiar hoarse voice, "wake up?"

"Cui pan?!" I was surprised, "how are you? I...... "

Just as she was about to sit up, she suddenly realized that it was not right. She earned her wrists hard. Her ears were clattering. It was the sound of the collision between the black iron and the black iron.

Wrist is bound, she just sit up half body, then fall down in a mess. Head in knock to bed pillar before, be Cui bank gently catch, put her steady on the bed.

The strong fragrance of Epiphyllum from the bedding under the body and the surroundings, including the bloody air like nothing, all of them are telling Xi.

Here, whose bedroom is it!

Xi's eyelashes trembled, she pursed her lips and asked softly, "Cui pan, what are you going to do?" When did Cui pan bring her back to the underworld? She didn't even notice. What's more, Qi Weishui?

She thought so and asked.

Hearing the three words "Qi and weak water" coming out of her plump lips, his smiling eyes suddenly sank, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be brewing countless storms, enough to crush anyone who hit him into pieces.

His crimson lips smiled, but his words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth. They were gentle and frightening? Who is it, man? "

"Cui pan, you..." Her eyes flashed a little. She looked over Cui's side to the hall. It was the first time that she appeared in Cui's bedroom hall, or in such an unbearable form. The arrangement inside frightened her. There was a startling red around her. The red curtain and the Red Palace lamp gave out the quiet brightness. "You've seen him, haven't you?"

"Yes," Cui pan didn't deny. His long, pale fingers crossed her cheek, bringing a deep chill. He fell in her ear, bit her earlobe, and said with a smile, "I killed him. Now, I'm afraid that he has become the fertilizer of the bamboo forest after the inn, even though it's gone out of ashes."

Yi Xi's heart ached. She believed in Cui Pan's words, and she never regarded him as a kind person, even if he treated her gently in the past.

However, in addition to this illusion, he is also the magistrate Cui, the son of the ghost king, and the first of the four magistrates in the Fengdu of the underworld!

How can a person who wants to inherit the throne of the ghost king in the future be a good one?

She closed her eyes, recovered the calm of the past, with a smile on her lips, but Cui pan only saw the endless thin cool.

She said, "so what, Cui pan, what do you want to do when you tie me back to the underworld? You don't have to do that to repay me, do you? Are you in such a hurry? "

Cui pan heard that his fingers were cold, but his face was smiling like peach blossom, and his facial features became more and more colorful. "You are used to carrying and pretending to be confused. I have always been used to seeing and pretending to be confused. Now that you want to install, you can continue to install. I don't care." His cold fingertips went down more and more, crossed the smooth jaw line, and fell around her thin white neck.