The heroine's counterattack (quick wear)

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He Anan decided not to reveal his real identity for the time being, got up and patted Old Man He on the shoulder, "I'm really sorry to bring up your sadness."

Just at this time, a boy of fifteen or sixteen came out with a wooden tray. Old man He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and introduced to He Anan: "This is He Yan, my grandson, and he can be regarded as the only one I have in this world. relatives."

The old man heaved a long sigh, and the boy looked at He An'an calmly, then turned his head and whispered softly to comfort the old man.He An'an didn't bother the two of them, she has to take care of it, can she sum it up now-there are no fathers and no mothers in the middle?

Chapter 77 The Ghostly Undertaker 15

It took He Anan a while to realize that the parents of the original body were gone, and the old man opposite him calmed down a little. The boy poured two cups of tea, and when he handed it to He Anan, he gave her a sharp look.

He An'an: "..." It seems that it is best not to bring up this topic in the future.

Old man He obviously didn't want to mention the details, so he pulled the young man to sit beside him, and patted his head, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, now our lineage is left with me, a half-buried boy and this kid, I don't want anything I hope he grows up healthy and healthy."

Taking these words alone, it seems to be an old man's self-mockery and concern for future generations, but the current atmosphere, the situation, and the expression of old man He... He An'an felt a little uneasy, and always felt that things would not be so simple.

Old Man He sighed again, and looked straight at He An'an, "I know this may be difficult, but I really have no other way..."

Here it comes, He Anan picked up the teacup and sipped it without making a sound. Unknowingly, the cup of tea had run out, and the old man was still wandering around without getting to the point, but He Yan glared at her several times in the middle, saying yes Staring is not entirely true, the eyes are weird, and He An'an can't tell what it means, just about to take the teapot and add two more sips of tea, He Yan turned to look at her again, but this time he didn't stare round, He Anan An An only saw that there was no light in his eyes under his half-drowned eyelids.

The old man He's rambling voice on the opposite side suddenly became much softer, and his tone became more relaxed, and he finally got to the point, "Let me just say it straight, I am short of the blood of the He family to sacrifice this enchantment, but Collaterals are useless things with a lot of collaterals, and it just so happens that you sent them to your door, so let’s take it as an atonement for your collaterals..."

He An'an couldn't hear the words behind, the tip of her tongue was a little sweet, she had just tasted something, and she didn't know whether she was drinking scented tea or green tea, she rolled her eyes and passed out.In a daze, for some reason, she suddenly remembered that her life had become extremely long because of an accident. She thought that after several lifetimes, she would always improve, but it turned out that her age was comparable to that of an old monster. , will end up in today's ending, pretending to be clever and turning into a trap of oneself.

He Anan shed a tear for himself, and fell limply on the stone table. The cup in his hand rolled over the edge of the table and fell to the bluestone floor, leaving only a loud price. Fortunately, the table was not high, and the cup The fall was not in a hurry, the broken porcelain pieces could barely splash on the side of the boy's shoes, and they couldn't hurt anyone.

But his appearance was very bad. His originally handsome face was dark and dark, his somewhat pale lips were tightly drawn into a line, and he leaned stiffly against the table, precariously precarious.

Old man He glanced at him and ignored him. With a flick of his hand, the broken porcelain pieces on the ground disappeared, and then he stepped forward to pick up He Anan and walked into the house. When he passed by He Yan, a white one with a little blue in it He grabbed his sleeve with his hand, and just pulled it lightly, and the hand slid down feebly.

At night, the stars are sparse, the moon is hidden, the dark clouds gather, and the starlight is gradually covered. The dark night sky covers the top of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Suddenly, there is lightning and thunder, and there is a wail from somewhere in the mountain, like a ghost walking in the night. Gloomy, uninterrupted for a long time, the singing of insects and warblers in the mountains disappeared for a while.In the middle of the night, the dark clouds dispersed, leaving only a blood moon hanging high in the night sky.

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Chapter 78 The Ghostly Undertaker 16

It really hurts.

He An'an's soul floated above the formation, watching the thunder and lightning gather on her body, sizzling with faint blue electric sparks.Although the soul has left the body, the pain has not diminished in the slightest, and he still has to accept the visual impact... He An'an really wants to yell—Grandpa, please give me a good time!

It's a pity that her only spirit can only allow her to watch herself being tortured soberly.And the grandfather at the bottom is busy transporting the blood washed by Thunder from her body to another formation bit by bit. Inside is monstrous blood energy and resentful souls. He An'an's blood is transfused into a frying pan like water, and ghosts cry loudly for a while. Howling, the resentful souls, wrapped in blood, kept attacking the edge of the formation.

Seeing that the cornerstone of the formation cracked a small crack and then expanded little by little, the sweat on the old man's forehead flowed down the sun, he gritted his teeth and cut a cut on his fingertip, the blood color spread on the cornerstone, and the crack spread slowly down.

On the other side of the center of the formation, He An'an's body has no trace of blood on the surface, and his soul shows signs of collapse. Seeing that the old man is crumbling himself and cutting his wrists to support the formation, his mood is a bit complicated. He is a wolf, even himself. Don't let go.Her last drop of blood was drawn out, her body immediately turned into powder, and her last trace of consciousness was also drawn away.