Missing Beauty [Unlimited Streaming]

Qi Ye left the team and chose to act on his own.

When he left, he couldn't restrain his hostility. Wu Huailing lazily raised his eyelids to look at Qi Ye's back, vomited his eye circles, and said to Yang Xi: "Follow him."

Yang Xi looked at Shen Zhizhi, who was teasing her daughter, with a sad face: "But, I don't worry about it..."

"Come on, now he has turned into a seed of infatuation." Wu Huailing sneered, "He is my friend, I will watch. Go and see what he is going to do."

Yang Xi lowered her head, wanted to defend but felt that there was nothing to argue about, "It's different..."

As he said that, he turned his head and was bored to follow, but Wu Huailing stopped him and sighed: "Be careful, your own safety is the most important thing."

Yang Xi hummed, glanced at the smiling Shen Zhizhi, and left quietly.

Wu Huailing watched him gradually disappear, her brown pupils brightened.

Here.

Qi Ye copied his hands and came to the warehouse. Yang Xi watched him close the warehouse door from afar, and frowned suspiciously. What is this man going to do?Isn't he afraid of what's inside?

After a while, Yang Xi saw Qi Ye come out of the warehouse, with a gloomy expression but a smile, which was as weird as him, making people panic.

strangeness.

too weird.

Yang Xi couldn't hold back, and didn't see Qi Ye coming back, so if he rushes over and continues to follow him, he may not be able to find anyone.

So he walked over and opened the door of the warehouse, and the smelly transparent liquid immediately spread out from inside, leaving a wet trail, as if someone walked on tiptoe with dirty wet feet.

Stomach churned, Yang Xi vomited, her Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and finally suppressed the nausea.Only then did he agree to raise his eyes to look at the painting facing the door, but suddenly met his eyes.

Those eyes were scarlet with a thick and disgusting pus-yellow. At this moment, they looked at Yang Xi without blinking, and there was a strange light visible to the naked eye in their pupils.

He couldn't catch his breath, and Yang Xi was suffocated by the reflection in the water, and quickly took a few steps back.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, his whole body became stiff, as if his body was immersed in the ice and snow, and he couldn't move - Yang Xi saw Shen Zhizhi.

The girl in the painting no longer covers her face with her hands and lowers her head to cry. On the contrary, she raises her head slowly and slowly, and tears fall from her pure eyes, which are full of begging and sorrow.

That was Shen Zhizhi's face.

The face of Shen Zhizhi who was still happily teasing her daughter in front of Yang Xi just now.

He was at a loss, stepped into the door again unconsciously, covered the face with one hand, and the crystal clear teardrops fell from the painting into Yang Xi's palm, gradually drying up.

Throat was thirsty, Yang Xi looked back desperately at the time when he looked back, as if he saw the woman who had talked to him just now, he seemed to understand something, "Wait for me, let it go."

"It won't be long, wait for me."

Qi Ye came to the door that couldn't be opened, stroked the fine lines on it, and murmured.

Then, he laughed mockingly, "Will I get revenge first, or you?"

When passing by Wu Huailing's room, Qi Ye paused, and slowly put a wet note under the crack of the door.

The timing is extremely accurate, but for a while.

Wu Huailing returned to the room, opened the door, and stepped on something with a slap.

Her complexion changed, and she saw the wet note with footprints on it...

The alarm bell in his mind rang for a long time, and he quickly closed the door. Wu Huailing bent down to pick up the note, unfolded it, and the scarlet font inside was revealed, [Shen Zhizhi is dead, who will be next...? 】

Clenching his fists tightly, the fishy liquid absorbed in the note fell from the cracks in his hands to the ground. The room was so gray that he couldn't see his face clearly. Wu Huailing buried his head, his eyes were cold.

night.

It's still time for the pendulum clock to strike.

Yang Xi stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring blankly at herself in the mirror, the man in front of her was a strong figure, not like the frail and youthful look a few years ago.

But this time, his and that woman's identities were about to switch.

When Li Gui appeared in the corridor, Yang Xi walked back to the bedroom from the bathroom.When she was not in a hurry, as if a prey had already jumped into her arms, and came to her door and knocked, Yang Xi looked at the empty keyhole.

There are no evil ghost eyes full of greed, covetousness, and chills before.

For a moment, she felt that something was wrong, but Yang Xi thought about it, she might feel disgusted even looking at herself.

A stern voice sounded: "Tell me, who killed me?"

Yang Xi opened the door and invited the female ghost into the house openly.

But no, Yang Xi lowered his head, that was not the Shen Zhizhi he had imagined, whose body was occupied by a female ghost.

As far as the eye can see is the huge and ugly drowned corpse, delighted by his shocked eyes, the female ghost giggled, her blue and white lips parted, revealing the gap between her teeth mixed with white maggots.

He only had time to yell out: "That's it, don't come out!"

Listening to the movement outside, Wu Huailing stood up in surprise.She is also holding an orange jade bracelet in her hand. Anyone who has seen the picture will know that this jade bracelet is of the same style as the jade bracelet worn by the girl in the painting.

Wu Huailing was deceived, but Shen Zhizhi did not die.

Li Gui would be afraid of what he brought with him before he died, and Wu Huailing knew it.

She could have saved Yang Xi's life. This bracelet is the other of a pair of jade bracelets worn by the female ghost.When Yang Xi pushed the girl into the water, Yang Xi inadvertently took this bracelet from the girl's hand.

And Wu Huailing, who saw everything that happened, made an agreement with Yang Xi to keep the secret in exchange for this.

The chewing sound next door was on all night.

Naturally, Yu Xian could also hear the cry that stopped abruptly. He sat up quickly from the bed, but unexpectedly bumped into the evil ghost who had been leaning over to look at him, and his forehead was half red in an instant!

He covered his forehead and hissed, but the evil ghost took his hand away and blew lightly on it.

Yu Xian ignored him, puzzled: "Why did Yang Xi come out by herself?"

The evil ghost looked at him under the moon, paused, and said, "If you die, I won't live alone."

When he said this, he laughed, as if he was very happy, and put his forehead to Yu Xian's forehead, "When do you want to come to me?"

"After all, I am the first to die now."

He pestered Yu Xian and asked, with a cold breath surrounding Yu Xian, "You didn't love me before, why couldn't you be fair? I care so much about you."

He took Yu Xian to look at those paintings again, and since he stepped into this inn, he has recorded everything about Yu Xian next to him.

Yu Xian's frown and smile, his teardrops, his pain, his babbling, his pleading, his bewilderment...all are vividly shown in the painting.

The confinement was too tight, and Yu Xian felt pain from being oppressed even if he moved a little.He frowned, even the slow rise and fall of his chest was painful when he breathed, but when he felt He Shen's crazy love for him, the pain turned into sweetness weirdly.

His whole body was numb, he could only blushed and scolded: "You evil ghost!"

The evil spirit asked him, "Do you love me, Xianxian?"

Yu Xian refused to answer.

In the next second, the evil spirit was about to go crazy, with red eyes like a mad dog, asking him why he didn't like him, why he was dissatisfied, and why he resisted.

Yu Xian was startled by his madness, and in a panic, he grabbed the paintbrush that the man was carrying.

The pressure on his body suddenly eased, and the overwhelming light came directly to him.

Surprised, Yu Xian twitched his pitch-black eyelashes. In a trance, he thought he had recovered his eyesight, and the corners of his mouth even raised slightly involuntarily.

But in front of him there was only a blurred light that pierced the eyes with tears.

The joyful mood disappeared when there was only a haze in front of his eyes. Yu Xian froze in place, and tears kept rolling in his eyes before he realized it. Those drops of water fell one by one. Meteors with halos hit the hearts of the visitors one by one.

The face suddenly touched the warm chest, and some rough thumbs carefully scraped across the face, scraping away the tears.Yu Xian smelled a quiet and soft fragrance, and accompanied by the low and gentle comfort from the visitor, he didn't care to control his body that trembled from the touch, and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Xianxian, why are you crying again?"

He Shen, who was still wearing an apron, felt distressed. He was cooking just now, "Did you fall again?"

This is not the cold and ruthless evil ghost, Yu Xian realized, this is a living He Shen.

There is still a heartbeat, and the chest is still warm.

He Shen, who was alive, saw that he was silent, and looked at Yu Xian's body anxiously. After searching, he saw the traces left by the evil spirit before.

With a deep voice, "Where did this come from?"

Yu Xian didn't know what he was asking, and was a little dazed.

He Shen hugged him and said, "It's okay."

If he were to find the person who left this trace... He Shen tightened his hand, and those originally gentle eyes were filled with the same haze as when the evil ghost went crazy.