The heroine's counterattack

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 conveying the blood washed by Thunder from her body to another formation. Inside is monstrous blood and resentment. He An'an's blood is poured into the pan like water, and ghosts and wolves howl for a while. 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 his temple. He gritted his teeth and cut a cut on his fingertip. The blood color spread on the cornerstone, and the speed of the crack spreading slowed down. 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 is showing 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 werewolf, not even himself. 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.

...I probably won't be able to go back this time.I'm sorry, Yuu.

With a sigh in his heart, He Anan slowly opened his eyes.The place where she woke up this time was in the water, and she came out of the pool weakly holding her breath, just touched the edge of the pool before climbing up, a hand stretched out and pressed her down.

"Goo—" I'm going to drown!

The will to survive supported her to keep jumping up, but she failed to forcefully float up after struggling under the water. He Anan froze, and she found that she was out of breath.

The air was quiet for a moment, and there was a sudden burst of laughter by the side of the pool. The hand on He Anan's head was loosened, but he still didn't intend to take it back. A familiar voice sounded from the side, "Don't worry, you are dead, you can't drown." , but it may take some time to get used to it, so it’s not a big problem.” She smiled and said, and finally stopped after a while, “You died a bit miserably, you were almost wiped out by your soul, you should stay in the soul pool for this period of time .”

He Anan soaked in the water and turned around, and saw the owner of the hand, yo, old ghost.

Although she was happy to see her again, she always felt something was wrong, as if she had forgotten something very important.But now that she can't think of it, she doesn't want to think about it.In contrast, she prefers to look at female ghosts. Maybe everyone is a ghost now. He Anan actually finds that her face is rosy, her face is attractive, and her facial features are vivid... and she is a bit attractive to ghosts, even she is not very good at it. The steady Hun'er felt a little hot when he saw it.

Seeing He Anan staring at her, the female ghost rubbed the top of her head, took advantage of the situation to press her under the water again, and whispered: "Hey, I'm going out to deal with something, don't come out, I will let others The ghosts are coming to watch you."

After the female ghost finished speaking, she stared at her without moving, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she picked up He Anan and kissed her on the cheek, then pushed her back to the bottom of the water with a satisfied face.

He Anan: "..."

It's okay for a ghost to sink to the bottom of the water, but she is still a new ghost, and she can't bear it.The female ghost didn't know her mental activities, and was about to leave after the kiss. He An'an was even more upset, and sprayed a big mouthful of water on the female ghost's skirt, then exposed her head on the water and squinted at her.

The female ghost didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she turned her head and kissed her on the face again, then got up and walked out the door. The old man in a white robe trimmed with silver thread was dragging behind him, and when he reached the door, he waved to the side, dressed in black The girl floated to the pool and took over her job.