Chapter 642

The servant was walking forward, and it seemed that he was still carrying tea in his hand.

Who is she going to entertain at this time?

Wen churan almost didn't think about it. He hurried up and patted her on the shoulder.

"Excuse me..."

The servant stopped and turned slowly. When her face was completely exposed under the light, Wen churan's expression suddenly became more frightened than seeing a ghost.

In fact, she also felt that she had seen a ghost and was foolish for a long time before she choked out a cry of surprise from her mouth.

"Little ma?!"

Yes, the servant in front of us is indeed the one who lost his memory in the presidential palace of country v.

There is only one possibility that Xiaoma is actually a memory beast.

But on second thought, I thought it was wrong.

If the memory beast eats the memory of Angus, the crown prince of state Z, it should look like Angus. How can it turn into Xiaoma and continue to fulfill Xiaoma's wish?!

This order is completely out of order!

Of course, in such an urgent moment, Wen churan has no time to delve into these questions.

She didn't immediately break through the disguise of the memory beast, but while holding on to Xiaoma's shoulder to prevent it from escaping, she stared at the tea in its hand and pretended to ask, "are there any guests in the presidential palace so late?"

But the memory beast seemed to recognize her, smashed the tea in his hand on the ground, and ran forward

With a prick, one of its sleeves was torn off by warm primary dyeing.

Wen churan didn't have time to throw it away, so he caught up with his sleeve in his hand.

Although the memory beast was human, it ran fast and quickly flashed into a bedroom.

When Wen churan rushed in, he didn't see the figure of Yi beast. In the empty bedroom, only silence spread everywhere.

Clearly watched it run in, how could it disappear out of thin air?

The light in the bedroom didn't turn on. Wen churan touched the switch on the wall and pressed it a few times, but the chandelier overhead didn't respond.

It should be the ghost caused by the memory beast. She can only start searching in the bedroom with the moonlight outside the window, even in the corner.

Even the whole person lay on the ground and stuffed his head under the bed.

Just as I stuffed it in, I bumped into something on my head. It was hard and a little warm.

Is it the memory beast hiding here?

When Wen churan was happy, he said in his heart, I finally caught you!

Hurriedly raised his head, but saw a face under the dark bed.

The face, pale to blue, even twisted, stared at a pair of round eyes, but there were no dark pupils, only bloody white eyes, and the everted lips looked as red as blood.

At this moment, she is close to Wen churan and can almost kiss her.

Under the moonlight, the face seemed to be able to swallow her at any time.

Fear seemed to instantly strangle Wen churan's neck and let her scream uncontrollably.

She quickly retracted her head, rolled and crawled into the corner, tightened her trembling body, and even her teeth were trembling.

She is not afraid of ghosts, but that face... Appears too suddenly and looks... Too terrible.

I don't know how long it took for Wen churan's seven souls and six souls to return. She summoned up her courage, carefully lowered her head and looked at the bottom of the bed. She was ready to be scared again.

Unexpectedly, there was an empty area under the bed, and the face just appeared had disappeared without a trace.