Liang Youyou was a little scared and moved away from Fu Ting.

Qi Yu rescued Xiao Xi, his soul breath was weak, if Qi Yu was later, he would really be lost.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yu looked at Xiao Xi and asked.

He could tell that Xiao Xi didn't just die, but a ghost who had been dead for a long time.

After being dead for so long, it is his good fortune not to lose his wits and become a ghost.

Maybe there is still a chance to reincarnate.

"Me." Xiao Xi's voice was weak, but he was unable to express his grievances.

Simingyu is really ruthless!

So ruthless, in order to let himself be mixed with these few people, he did not hesitate to kill him.

If it wasn't for the person in front of him to save him, he might really be wiped out.

Tears glistened in Xiao Xi's eyes, his body trembled slightly, and finally he couldn't help but shed tears.

Big tears fell to the ground, but they dissipated.

Can ghosts shed tears?

Qi Yu was taken aback, how much pain did he endure in his heart to shed tears?

"Don't cry, the more you cry, the weaker you will become." Qi Yu couldn't help reminding.

Ghosts don't have tears, the so-called tears are just the illusion of the soul.

The more you cry, the weaker you become.

Xiao Xi managed to stop her tears, and nodded towards Qi Yu: "Thank you."

"Get up." Qi Yu helped Xiao Xi up, while Fu Ting frowned.

"You can touch me." Xiao Xi looked at Qi Yu, and was suddenly taken aback.

Qi Yu smiled and nodded, "I'm a Taoist priest, so I naturally have a way to touch ghosts."

Hearing the word Taoist, Xiao Xi stepped back violently, trembling all over, as if thinking of something.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Yu looked at Xiao Xi, and couldn't help frowning.

Xiao Xi's eyes are very clear, which makes him inexplicably fond of them. Few people have such clear eyes. Qi Yu has lived for so long and been to so many planes. People with such clear eyes can count on one hand. come here.

"I...I'm fine." Xiao Xi calmed down, and subconsciously glanced at Fu Ting aside.

Ghost King Futing...

"I...Can I live here?" Xiao Xi asked cautiously.

"Impossible." Before Qi Yu could speak, Fu Ting spoke first, with a paralyzed expressionless face and an emotionless voice, but the words he said were somewhat inexplicably coercive.

Xiao Xi was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

"Fu Ting, this is my home, not yours." Qi Yu glanced at Fu Ting, and a burst of spiritual power defeated the coercion that Fu Ting put on Xiao Xi.

"Qian Yang, his origin is unknown, how can you take him in."

"I believe he is not a bad person." Qi Yu said, how could someone with such clear eyes be a bad person.

Fu Ting looked at Qi Yu and didn't speak.

After a long time, he said, "Do you like him?"

Qi Yu: "???" What and what?

"His eyes are very clear, I like it very much." Qi Yu said.

"Follow you." Fu Ting turned and left with a calm voice.

But Qi Yu somehow felt that Fu Ting was jealous.

Emmmm......

How could he feel this way.

Qi Yu made a paper house for Xiao Xi, and put it in the living room together with Liang Youyou's paper house.

"Hello." Liang Youyou smiled sweetly at Xiao Xi, "We will be neighbors from now on."

Qi Yu's head was full of black lines, why did he suddenly feel that his home was a sanctuary for ghosts?

……

Qi Yu wandered around at home for a few days, and suddenly found that his deposit was gone.

Holding the last pack of snacks at home, Qi Yu turned on the computer and skillfully opened a certain forum.

I haven't opened the forum for a long time, and the private message has become 99+.

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