Running with the ball, being vicious and rebellious, making her cry

"So much nonsense! You are just a vase, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

The faceless woman suddenly shouted sharply.

She suddenly threatened, "You, a flower vase, dare to go and make noise and annoy me again!

Believe it or not, I will smash your vase to pieces right now!

I will smash you to pieces right now!"

Han Jinyu called her a vicious woman in her heart.

Oh my god! How did I meet such a person?

She could only call her mother in her heart.

However, she was so frightened that she became very quiet and didn't dare to speak out again.

She really kept her mouth shut.

Han Jinyu is becoming more and more like a bottle.

"That's better. It would be nice if you could just be a vase quietly."

The faceless woman just smiled and spoke.

Then, she held the bottle in both hands and went to the peach tree.

She began to break off branches and slowly put them into the vase.

The woman smiled and said, "These flowers are great for giving to the dead as a memorial.

That person died unjustly, so the peach blossoms are the most appropriate way to commemorate him."

"What's this nonsense, commemorating the dead? You use peach blossoms?"

Han Jinyu couldn't help but feel a chill in her stomach when she heard this, and she shook the stream water without saying anything.

Her worldview was almost ruined when she heard this, "Shouldn't you use chrysanthemum?

And white chrysanthemums are used to commemorate the dead?"

"Don't be disrespectful, be serious, what etiquette do you know?"

The faceless woman just snorted with disdain.

He continued to pick peach blossoms with his hands, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping.

The woman just said slowly, "You can't follow your desires, and you can't satisfy your ambitions. I have my own reasons."

"What a weird theory you have."

Han Jinyu, the vase, just felt herself being absorbed by the woman's cold and delicate fingers, which were gripping her throat.

I don’t know whether the woman did it on purpose or unintentionally.

She spoke with some difficulty and begged slowly, "Beautiful mistress, little sister.

Can you hold the vase by the base?

Could you please not hold the vase by the thinnest part?

The narrowest part is my throat!"

"Of course not. I want to tell you what it means to love something with fear."

The faceless woman simply stroked the bottle gently with one hand.

She shook the bottle slightly and heard the sound of gurgling water.

The faceless woman smiled, holding the neck of the bottle with one hand and holding the vase with the other.

She continued on her way and said, "Little bottle, a cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner.

But, lovely deep red loves light red.

I will take you to appreciate the beautiful scenery of this paradise. You can’t see such a beautiful scenery from the outside world.”

Han Jinyu really wanted to say that she was making a vase now.

She was in no mood to appreciate the beauty of peach blossoms as she might be thrown to death by this faceless banshee at any time.

Just saying this means death.

Even if Han Jinyu was as bold as a tiger, she still didn't dare to speak her mind.

She had no choice but to make an Anping blue and white porcelain vase.

"Witch, you actually want me to find you easily!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind from the little kid in the red bellyband.

He just shouted angrily behind him, "That was originally my pot.

Why did you snatch it away halfway?

You faceless witch, you stole my things on the way! You are so shameless! "

"What is a face? I really don't have one!"

The faceless banshee just turned around slowly and gracefully.

He just slowly turned around and faced the little kid in the red bellyband.

She suddenly burst into laughter and said, "A curtain of red rain, the peach blossoms are withering, and all I can see is the slanting shadows of willows in the shade of ten miles.

My soul rests on the peach blossoms, and your soul rests on the willow trees.

Why should you and I be so divided from each other?

What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours.

Why should we get upset over a vase?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? My soul has been bound to that willow tree for a hundred years.

It's almost suffocating me!

I finally found a toy to play with today, and you snatched it away!"

The little brat in the red bellyband just chopped the ground hard in annoyance.

Then, on the land covered with peach blossoms, countless slender green willow branches suddenly flew up.

The willow branches shot towards the woman in white clothes embroidered with peach blossoms like a rain of arrows.

The little devil in the red bellyband shouted, "I don't believe those high-sounding nonsense you said.

Anyway, I encountered it first.

You have to give me back my pot-tossing game! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"

"Haha, it turns out that you are just a willow spirit with a hundred years of practice.

You actually dare to fight me, you really overestimate your own abilities."

The faceless man smiled sarcastically and contemptuously.

She looked at the willow branches that transformed into a rain of black arrows flying towards her, and could only hear the 'whoosh' sound of the arrows.

The faceless woman in white clothes with peach blossom embroidery just lightly touched the ground with her toes on the white powdered peach blossom floor.

She leaped up into the sky, as high as five feet.

The faceless woman held the thin neck of Han Jinyu's blue and white porcelain vase with her left hand.

She just waved her right hand lightly.

The woman said contemptuously, "The peach blossoms are all over the road. Get up, everyone!"

As the woman finished her words, a pink light flashed.

Countless peach blossoms on the ground quickly formed a bright white and pink barrier blocking the faceless woman.

The rain of willow arrows hit the huge six-meter-high barrier of peach blossoms.

It was completely intact, without any signs of damage.

The peach blossom barrier remained motionless.

"That's my pot-shooting. I just want it to play with me."

The little devil in the red bellyband looked at his willow branches falling to the ground and turning into powder.

The little brat was furious.

He was helpless, angry and anxious.

He had no choice but to use his right hand to gather his strength, and a metal wicker whip as thick as his arm slowly grew out of his right hand.

As he piled up Han Jinyu, he began to persuade her, "Tou Hu, do you think I hurt you?

I didn't hurt you at all. I was just playing with you.

If you fall into the hands of this woman, you will be killed without a complete body.

She doesn't even have a face. Just imagine if your face is taken away by her, your life will be over."

Han Jinyu felt that she was in the hands of the little brat, so that was no use playing with her.

At most, it was just a little brat playing with Han Jinyu.

This little brat is really not a good person.

However, after hearing what the little brat said, Han Jinyu was also a little worried.

This female monster really has no face, and she seemed to have said before that she wanted to get her own face.

Han Jinyu's face is not very pretty.

But without a face, her life would be worse than death.

Han Jinyu was frightened and didn't know what to say.

However, I feel that both the little brat and the female monster may not be good people.

Or rather, they are not good monsters.

No matter what, Han Jinyu had to escape from the hands of these two monsters.

But now his neck was firmly grasped by the female monster, although she didn't strangle him to death.

But she can strangle her own neck at any time, and smash herself like a vase at any time.

They weren't weird words.

Does Han Jinyu want to watch a war between the snipe and the clam, and then wait for the opportunity to act?

She seemed to want to go. She was just a human being, not a monster, and she did not have the various magic tricks of monsters.

She needs to hide.

She still lived quietly.

As long as it doesn't cost you your life immediately.

She shouldn't rush to take sides for now.

Because standing on either side will be disadvantageous to you.

She'd better keep quiet and go make a vase.

The vase does not need an opening.

"Etiquette means not to speak ill of others, not to exceed the limit, and not to invade or insult others.

You little brat, you dare to say bad things about me, you really don't know how to behave!"

The faceless woman spoke with a hint of anger and disdain.