When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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You Yunmu stared at the beautiful and immature "girl" in front of him.

Silky black hair hung behind the girl, and a few strands of restless hair fell from her shoulders.

The cheongsam on her body is not the one in the daytime, but it is still black as the main body. Under the dull and restrained appearance, the pattern on her body has become an extremely gorgeous peony.

Qian Ling is trying to restrain her fear, her lips are tightly pressed, tears are still hanging on her eyelashes, her cheeks are all red, floating on her creamy and smooth cheeks is particularly eye-catching.

I can't help but want people to see the other layer under the surface, it will be magnificent and amazing.

Leaving such a beautiful wife behind, no wonder it turns people into ghosts, and they will never forget it.

"You don't have to worry too much," You Yunmu said, "Since he didn't choose to kill you directly, it means you have something he wants."

"what?"

Qian Ling lowered his head in a daze, he touched his body once, "There is nothing on me..."

Cold fingertips touched Qianling's cheek.

You Yunmu said: "You."

Qian Ling froze slightly, and blinked her eyelashes.

"You are his wife, the person who has had the most intimate relationship with him," You Yunmu said, "Maybe this is what he is telling you that you will always be his."

The picture in the darkness still flashed in Qian Ling's mind, as if those hands were walking on every inch of his skin again. Thinking of this, Qian Ling couldn't help but tremble.

He glanced cowardly at the cold coffin, feeling another chill in his body, so he said insincerely, "Sir, you are so kind to me."

Qian Ling's voice was soft, and she looked at the past with tears in her eyes, but she seemed really reluctant to part with her.

Such words coming out of his mouth, do not know why it does not make people happy.

You Yunmu asked in a strange manner, "Are you okay?"

It's just a lingering ghost after being a ghost.

Qianling nodded obediently, "Mr. is reluctant to kill me, but thinks that I will always be by his side. He must love me very much."

You Yunmu: "..."

"Are you an idiot?" You Yunmu pressed his fingers slightly, and a clear handprint immediately appeared on Qian Ling's cheek, "If he really loves you, he shouldn't pester you after death."

"You are people living in two worlds."

You Yunmu always spoke calmly, but his sudden anger scared Qian Ling.

Qianling took a step back.

There was a distance between the two.

Qianling no longer had the trust and dependence in her eyes, she looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Because Mr. loves me."

You Yunmu sneered even more.

He knows what kind of person You Xuan is. He is indifferent, ruthless, seldom talkative, withdrawn, and born with a weak core. When everyone talks about it, they use "genius" to sum it up, and they will sigh at the end: "It's a pity that life is too old." The number is too shallow.

It was ridiculously stupid to bring up the word "love" in front of that person.

"You only know that he loves you, but have you ever thought about it?" You Yunmu said, "Staying with these most yin and evil things for a long time will not do you any good."

"He will feed on your yang energy. Although it won't be fatal immediately, you will soon become weak, as if a hole has been broken in your body, and all your strength will be drained."

"You will start to be unable to walk, often sleepy, begging in a low voice no matter where you go, and being held in your arms all day long."

"It's not winter yet, and you start to feel cold. Wrapped in a cloak, and turned on the stove, it still doesn't help. You can only freeze like a kitten picked up by the side of the road, curled up and shivering."

Following You Yunmu's narration, Qian Ling's complexion gradually became paler, and the fingerprints on his face became more clear, as if he would fall down at any time if he was blown by the wind.

You Yunmu didn't continue talking.

This is too cruel for him.

You Yunmu stepped forward, gently stroking his cheek, "As a psychic, it is impossible for You Xuan not to know this. Do you still think that he loves you? He just treats you as his belongings."

"That selfish person just hates his things being taken away."

Qian Ling was hit by him, her eyelashes drooped, she looked very disappointed, but she clenched her fists unwillingly.

You Yunmu said: "Only I can help you get out of this predicament."

His voice was flat but soothing, as if it had a kind of bewitching power.

— Tsk tsk, these words are really sour.

——So little uncle, are you going to help your own nephew take care of his little wife?

——Read as niece and daughter-in-law, write as wife.

——You Yunmu: Wife?bring it you!

——Hahahahaha, this is talking bad in person.

——The infatuated little widow and the young and handsome uncle, late at night in the mourning hall, a bit of a chicken (￣▽￣)~*

——If my wife is really in poor health, there is no need to ask for help. Some people can't help but want to post it long ago.

……

Facing the olive branch offered by You Yunmu, if ordinary people hear it, they will definitely be extremely excited.

He is also a psychic and has dealt with various incidents.

I have heard that ghosts are harmful to people who are still alive. Even the most intimate and loving couple, when they face their husbands who have turned into ghosts, are still so frightened that they cry bitterly.

He gave Qianling a chance.

And the person in front of him who killed his husband not long after passing the door, after he told about the danger, his face was full of reluctance and entanglement.

You Yunmu couldn't help but a burst of anger rose from his eternal heart.

Fool.

How could there be such a stubborn fool?

He grabbed Qianling's arm, ignored the opponent's struggle, and threw the person beside the coffin like a chicken.

Qianling couldn't stand still, and his knees hit the ground, a dull pain came, and the pain caused tears to blur his eyes in an instant.

And in front of him was You Xuan's body.

The deep woody fragrance is particularly strong.

The distance between the two was only tens of centimeters, and he could clearly see every eyelash of the other person, which completely overlapped with the person in his dream, and the dream became a little bit clearer.

Qianling wanted to back away.

As soon as he straightened up, You Yunmu pressed his shoulders and pushed him back to the original position.

"... Let go." Qian Ling resisted in a low voice.

You Yunmu was almost close to his cheek, holding him between his arms and the side of the coffin.

Warm breath sprayed on his ears, and he said in a deep voice: "Aren't you reluctant to part with him? %3F Now he is in front of you, take a good look to see if he is the one you want."

The inner and outer coffins are carved with complex and fine patterns.

When Qian Ling's palm hit it, the protruding part pierced his palm. His skin was fine and white, and the pain was unbearable.

The tears that had been swirling in the eye sockets fell on the back of the hand with a patter.

"pain."

The soft and aggrieved word, like a heavy hammer, instantly hit You Yunmu's reason.

He looked at Qianling.

Her black hair was scattered, her temples were wet with tears, and the corners of her eyes were red. The top button of the cheongsam was torn off, revealing snow-white skin and a smooth half collarbone.

Embarrassing yet stunningly beautiful.

You Yunmu was a few beats slower before letting go of the strength in his hand, and he could still faintly smell the fragrance of the other party's body while breathing.

Collided at the apex of his heart.

"Then what..."

As soon as You Yunmu opened his mouth, Qian Ling was like a frightened little rabbit, getting up from the ground in a panic, and opened the distance between him and him.

His eyes were full of bewilderment and vigilance, and he was completely removed from the trustworthy list.

You Yunmu: "..."

It's not that he hasn't seen this bride who was married in for a happy occasion. On the contrary, apart from her pretty face, he didn't leave any impression in the previous few times.

And from the meeting in the mourning hall today to the inexplicable meeting again tonight, he has been fluctuating in mood, as if it was not Qian Ling who was bewitched by the evil, but him.

"Where does it hurt?"

You Yunmu's voice was tense that he didn't expect.

Qian Ling clenched his fist and took another step back. When he lowered his head, his long hair covered most of his face, leaving only a smooth curve of the bridge of the nose.

"I want to find out the cause of my husband's death, so before that, no matter what you say, I will not leave him."

You Yunmu narrowed his eyes.

Is this his concession?

The shoulders of the person in front of him were thin, his calves were joined together, and the bump mark on his knee was a big red spot.

"I'm guarding here, you're tired today, go back and rest first." You Yunmu said: "We'll talk about the investigation later."

Qian Ling didn't move, and said: "You shouldn't do anything to Mr.?"

You Yunmu said: "If I really want to attack him, how can you stop it?"

"No."

Qian Linghu opened his hands in front of the coffin, the wound on the palm of his hand was already oozing blood, but he only knew that his eyes were red, "He didn't hurt anyone."

I can't protect myself, and I am afraid that he will hurt others.

"Don't worry." You Yunmu looked at the coffin with contempt, and said lightly: "A tiger's poison does not eat its own child. No matter how you say it, he is my own nephew, and I will not touch him."

Qian Ling pursed her lower lip, as if thinking about the credibility of his words.

"Don't you want to know the cause of his death?"

As soon as You Yunmu said this, Qian Ling's eyes lit up instantly, like stars in the night sky, staring at him shiningly, "Will you help me%3F"

"Well, but before that," You Yunmu took out something from his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand, "you must wear this first."

His palm is a transparent jade pendant.

The water quality of the jade pendant is of good quality, with complex patterns engraved on the front, which may look like runes, and a pinch of light blue tassels adorning the bottom.

Qian Ling said: "What is this?"

"This jade pendant can protect the body and exorcise evil spirits," You Yunmu sent the jade pendant forward, "You probably don't want to be drained of your yang energy before the investigation is over."

"Ok."

Qianling reached out to take it.

Although he didn't understand the principle of the jade pendant, the texture of the jade pendant was slightly warm, with an inexplicable sense of power, which dispelled a lot of the cold air in the mourning hall.

"Tomorrow I will hand over some of You Xuan's personal belongings to you. Today you go back to rest first," You Yunmu reminded: "Remember not to take the jade pendant off secretly, otherwise it will lose its effectiveness."

Qianling nodded in agreement.

After he left, You Yunmu stood alone in the dark mourning hall, his eyes fell on the coat that Qian Ling had left on the ground.

After picking it up, he lowered his head and smelled it lightly.

There was a faint fragrance on the coat, very faint but extraordinarily sweet, exactly the same as the one I smelled when I pressed the person just now.

[The author has something to say: It's just a trick to attract straight men.

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You Yunmu%26 You Heng: Your wife and my wife seem to be the same.

You Xuan: Are you polite?

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