Attacker is a fan

Now that Ye Feng had swear words in his heart, there was nothing else.

Ye Feng stepped back cautiously, and continued to walk forward. There was a bridge in front of him. After crossing the bridge, he would ride to the city in a short time. There were more people there, so such a situation should not happen.

The scriptures are still displayed in the system, and I am a little confused. Are the scriptures so useful?No, not right!

Ye Feng rode on the bridge, and a car drove towards him. The style of the car was a bit worn out, and the accelerator pedal was so loud that it sounded uncomfortable.

But it feels so good to see a living person, Ye Feng just thought so.

Then Ye Feng saw the car go straight to the opposite guardrail, and the sound of the car falling into the river hit Ye Feng's brain.

Is this man committing suicide?

Ye Feng quickly took out his mobile phone to call the police, but found that the mobile phone still had no signal.

Ye Feng's heartbeat accelerated again, if he could pull the system out and beat him up, he would definitely do so.

"Er Gouzi, you can play me to death!" So I haven't walked out yet.

【Dare not dare, if you want to die, you have to die in your man's crotch, ah~】

...Grass, garbage system, I still have the mood to drive at this time.

"Weng——" There was another bang on the accelerator, and another old black car slammed into the guardrail.

Wait, when did this guardrail come back? ? ?

Was the bridge made of wood when we came here? ? ?

The two cars just now seemed to be the same one! ! !

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the faster his heart beat. He looked around helplessly, but finally he could only hug his head and bury it.

The system looked at its own host like this, and didn't know what to say for a while.

As a system, I really can't help much. If everything is solved by the host, then why do you need the host to do the task?

"Weng——" There was another burst of gas pedal sound, and the car in front of me kept repeating the same thing.

Suicide cycle.

I heard before that after death, the soul will repeat the act of suicide every seven days.

The night of the seventh day will be repeated, experiencing the feeling of drowning several times, and the rooster crowing will not stop until the second day.

"Dog, can you ask your customer service system not to choose such an exciting world for me to wear?" Although there are many and exciting sex life in this world.

[Uh, okay, in the next world, I will ask him to find you a Buddha-related compensation. 】The system comforted.

"Would there be demons and ghosts if there are Buddhas?" Ye Feng asked weakly, already almost collapsed.

[I promise there are absolutely none, they are all human! 】

Ye Feng didn't reply again, the time on the phone had already shown 11:30, and there was still no signal.

"Hey, are you scared?" Yan Ze's voice came.

Ye Feng turned around suddenly and found that it was Yan Ze, he threw down the car excitedly and ran towards Yan Ze.

Yan Ze smiled strangely when Ye Feng turned his head.

Ye Feng hugged Yan Ze tightly, his body was still trembling a little.

Yan Ze's body smelled very strange, Ye Feng let go of Yan Ze, but found water on his hands.

I shouldn't be sweating so much, right?

"I rushed too fast, I was sweating." Yan Ze explained.

Ye Feng lost his mind and took several steps back.

Yan Ze is a ghost, his whole body is cold, how could he be sweating!

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Ze showed a disappointed expression.

Ye Feng looked at Yan Ze's hand, there was no ring on his hand, Yan Ze would never take the ring off.

no, he is not.

Ye Feng stepped back and looked at the "person" in front of him vigilantly, only to find that the ground under 'Yan Ze' was covered with water, and there were some water plants on the bottom of his trousers.

"Yan Ze" also knew that he had been spotted, and walked towards Ye Feng with a long watermark on his back. His body began to turn white and swell with his steps, and his pupils gradually dilated, and he could no longer see his original appearance.Pieces of green corpse spots grew out, the lips began to fester, and the skin, like wax that had been heated, slowly slackened and finally fell off with a snap.

"Finally found it—" He took something to laugh strangely, his voice was hoarse and slow, and river water flowed out of his mouth every time he said a word.

Ye Feng feels a little nauseous, does this thing want to force himself back into the water to be a scapegoat?

"Ah—" Ye Feng tripped over something, and got closer and closer to him with something.I could only sit and move back and forth.

Ye Feng was forced to the guardrail, and he could see the pitch-black river below with his sideways eyes.

"Jump down—jump down—" the thing said again, perhaps because of the ulceration of the mouth, the words were not very clear.

One of that thing's eyeballs fell as the head lowered, and fell in front of Ye Feng with a clatter.

Ye Feng's scalp was numb from the impact of this scene, he covered his head and shouted Yan Ze's name.

The expected horror did not come true, and the surroundings began to become silent.

Just as Ye Feng was about to raise his head, he was hugged by a pair of cold hands.

Ye Feng struggled and shouted reflexively. Seeing that it was Yan Ze who was hugging him, he struggled even harder, but these hands were very strong and locked him firmly, is he going to throw himself down?

"Are you afraid now? Will you go back so late in the future?" Yan Ze's voice came, Ye Feng cautiously stopped struggling, and tentatively stared into Yan Ze's eyes, it was indeed Yan Ze.

Ye Feng's heart that had been hanging all this time finally calmed down, he hugged Yan Ze's neck tightly, and cried out loudly.

Yan Ze wanted to reprimand the wild cat for a while, but the body of the person in his arms was shaking violently, and the clothes behind him were already soaked, and he was really frightened.

"Okay, baby - I'm here. Let's go home." Yan Ze gently coaxed Ye Feng as he walked, patting Ye Feng's back with his hands.

Yan Ze threw the things in his hand into the river, took a cold look at the dark river under the bridge, and took Ye Feng away.

Ye Feng fell asleep in Yan Ze's arms after crying.

When he arrived at the villa, the servant had already prepared warm water, Yan Ze gently took off Ye Feng's clothes, put him in the bathtub, and washed off the sweat on his body.

After the warm water covered his body, Ye Feng gradually relaxed his body, as if he felt something, Ye Feng woke up suddenly, struggling and crying in the bathtub.

Yan Ze was taken aback by Ye Feng who suddenly opened his eyes, and then reacted immediately, and quickly fished the boy out of the bathroom.

Ye Feng was placed on the soft bed, the hands around Yan Ze's neck were still tightly bound, his body was still shaking a little, then he looked at Yan Ze with wet eyes.

Yan Ze was a little helpless, but also a little distressed.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and placed the naked boy on his lap.He joked, "What? I was so scared by that thing that I didn't even dare to take a bath."

Ye Feng pouted and did not speak, still leaning against Yan Ze's arms, still in shock.

Yan Ze kissed Ye Feng on the forehead and continued to coax: "Don't be afraid, when you get old and leave, we will get married down below, and then these ghosts who bullied you will be at your disposal. Anyway, after drinking Mengpo soup, they will do not remember."

Ye Feng backed away from Yan Ze's arms, then kissed his lover's cold lips heavily, and pressed the warm, hot tip of his tongue directly into Yan Ze's mouth.

Yan Ze also slowly responded to the boy's sudden enthusiasm.

Ye Feng moved his lips to Yan Ze's ear to lick and licked, and issued an invitation: "Yan Ze, hug me."

Yan Ze tilted his head to look at this provocative cat, and said with a smirk: "Okay, let's play a little exciting today, so that you can forget about the unpleasantness."

Ye Feng blankly watched Yan Ze get up, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw a pervert take out a previous maid outfit from the closet.

Yan Ze gently put on clothes for Ye Feng, and the whirlpool in his eyes became more violent: "This is tailor-made just for you."

Perhaps it was because Ye Feng was sitting, and he could see the tent raised by Yan Ze when he lowered his eyes.

Ye Feng put his palm on his lover's body, kneaded and pinched gently, the object in his hand jumped, very naughty.

"Belt, untie it." Yan Ze ordered hoarsely.

Ye Feng bowed his head and lightly pecked through the fabric, then raised his head and smiled coquettishly: "Yes, Lord, man."

Yan Ze was so irritated by the word "master, man", this cat is really, very foul.

The night in the early morning made people sink, sink, Yan Ze was clamped, moaned, and worked vigorously, thinking that the cat must have done it on purpose.