Chapter 47

"Ghost Hunter... Are you..."

Xiaoyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva timidly, and her mouth was dry.

Cold tingling came from the neck, making Xiaoyi motionless.

Not that I can't, but that I dare not.

"What do you think?"

Yilin narrowed his eyes and smiled. His smile was gentle, like the sunshine in the warm winter.

But the knife in his hand pressed deeply into Xiaoyi's skin.

The black blood spread a thick blood line along the blood groove of the short knife, and finally dropped along the tip of the knife.

Tick, tick.

Xiao Yi's thin body was stiff.

"Ghost Hunter..."

Xiaoyi squeezed out a little cry.

But her two hands and ten fingers trembled slightly. Under the coarse linen clothes, there were green veins behind the palms of her hands silently.

Fingernails——

Soaring!

Hiss!

Yilin suddenly dragged the knife in his hand without warning.

Blood splashed.

But because of the angle, the blood was sprayed on the ground, and no half of it fell on Yilin's white clothes.

Xiaoyi's eyes were full of shock. She staggered forward a few steps.

Turn your head and look like you've hit a ghost.

This——

How can we say that if we use the knife, we will use the knife?

Don't you prepare for it?

And how can you do this?

Am I not cute enough?

Are ghost hunters so terrible?

Woo woo

The outsiders from ghost fog mountain are so ferocious!

Xiao Yi covered the wound on her neck, but didn't fall down.

Her two bright big eyes turned red in an instant, and two strange blood lights appeared in the fog.

Hiss!

Xiaoyi opens her mouth again, revealing several sharp fangs.

"Ghost hunter, when did you find it?"

A moment later, when the wound on Xiaoyi's neck began to heal slowly, she was able to speak at last.

Yilin shrugged and said calmly, "it's obvious."

"You said he was your father. After recognizing my identity as a ghost hunter, he didn't let me save your father for the first time, but took me to escape?"

"In this fog, I can't even see your face ten meters away. Can you tell the direction?"

"But these are not very important..."

Yilin grinned, but her eyes were colder and colder.

"The most important thing is that you are called Xiao Yi?"

Rub.

Xiaoyi's hands, fingers and claws soared out, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it gently. His red eyes became more and more strange in the thick fog.

"What's the matter with Xiaoyi? Can't you call Xiaoyi?"

She witnessed that Yilin tortured and killed a poor ghost 64 times, leaving a little shadow in her heart.

But it doesn't matter. This guy just looks a little disabled, disabled... Violent.

But!

No problem!

Xiaoyi is a ghost!

He's just a ghost hunter who doesn't even master the "ghost killing skill". It doesn't matter. He can't kill Xiaoyi!

Xiaoyi couldn't help but think of "cruelty". She struggled in her heart for a long time. Finally, the idea of "people can't beat ghosts" prevailed.

The distance between them is only a few meters.

Xiao Yi's eyes showed a fierce light, his fingers and claws tore the thick fog, and the cold light flashed. In the blink of an eye, the faint light was inserted into Yilin's eyes.

Whew——

In the twinkling of an eye, the sharp claw passed through the center of Yilin's eyebrows!

Xiaoyi was happy, but soon felt puzzled. Because of the touch from your fingertips... It's a little wrong.

There is no such pleasure as tearing flesh and blood and breaking the skull as imagined.

Hiss!

A short knife appeared silently from below and stabbed directly from Xiaoyi's jaw to the end.

The shadow left a mark!

Although there are many use restrictions, the first use is the best for the same goal.

After that, the naked eye will quickly adapt to the sudden change of this "sense of existence".

Yilin directly pierced the blood jasmine from Xiaoyi's jaw and nailed it to the ground.

He had been tested on a poor Ghost a few minutes ago. This injury... Won't die.

Yilin skillfully sat on Xiaoyi, pressed Xiaoyi's body, pressed blood jasmine with one hand, and pressed Xiaoyi's two hands with two legs, so as to save her claws from suddenly pulling out.

After controlling the kid, Yilin smiled and asked word by word without expression.

"Now, I ask, you just need to nod or shake your head a little, okay?"

A trace of hatred flashed in Xiaoyi's eyes, and he seemed to want to struggle to get up from under Yilin.

In that case

Yilin suddenly looked into Xiaoyi's eyes and shouted, "let the world feel pain from now on!"

Xiaoyi: "

A kid looked confused and forgot to struggle in an instant.

This

What is it?

Before she could react, a cold breath surged from her body, which made Xiaoyi shiver inexplicably!

At the same time, countless terrible pictures appeared in her mind.

Difficult to describe.

This is the malice she has never felt.

If it had to be described, she would rather be completely surpassed by the ghost hunter than face the inexplicable terror.

"Oh, it's a state of fear."

After Yilin used his new skill "disaster ridden", he has been observing Xiaoyi's reaction.

Seeing Xiaoyi's skill in the moment, his face showed an expression of panic, his whole body was tight, his legs were tightly clamped, and he struggled frantically, as if he was suffering some kind of torture in his mind.

Thus, Yilin roughly guessed the type of negative state that Xiaoyi randomly came to.

It's like testing "new skills".

This is a new version of the ship. Naturally, we should study it carefully.

Yilin was a little curious about what she saw in her fear.

Five seconds later.

Little Yi recovered from fear.

As a ghost, Xiaoyi was like a human, sweating like he had just fished out of the water.

"Do you want to do it again?"

Yilin pressed the short knife and asked with a smile.

Xiaoyi was so frightened that she shook her head.

I even forgot that I had a knife in my jaw.

The red eyes have long lost their initial hostility and ferocity.

"Can you read my memory?"

Yilin asked.

Xiao Yi shook her head.

"Xiao Yi... Did you choose your own name?"

Xiaoyi still shakes her head.

"Oh, did your mother take it?"

Xiao Yi nodded desperately,

Then he shook his head.

Yilin pressed the hand of the short knife and relaxed a little.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Or

The evil taste of "it"?

Yilin slowly breathed a sigh of relief and calmed himself down.

Xiaoyi was wondering at the moment.

From several questions of Yilin, she tasted some wrong flavors.

The cruel Ghost Hunter seems to have a problem with the name "Xiaoyi"?

Is there another "Xiaoyi" who has a grudge against the cruel ghost hunter who is pressing on himself?

What exactly?

Such cruelty!

Inexplicably, Xiaoyi hates the name "Xiaoyi".

So far, Yilin has not triggered the plot task.

He wondered a little. It is reasonable to say that he went deep into the plot for so long that the task should have been released long ago.

Xiaoyi's "ghost killing skill" and his identity as a "Ghost Hunter" seem to be the key to this trial.

The plot identity of Yilin seems to be a rookie ghost hunter who broke into the ghost fog mountain and doesn't know "ghost killing".

It seems so.

Just when Yilin pressed the little girl and thought about the direction of the plot.

A cold killing idea suddenly came from behind Yilin!

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