The main god who favors the villain is back

Chapter 63 The Legendary Ghost King (3)

Gan Lin was stunned.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her.

And the red gauze in his hand.

Gan Lin: "..."

The girl's expression was extremely bewildered.

The petals of Manzhushahua fluttered and landed on her eyebrows.

The corners of his eyes were stained with a bright red.

The eyes are more exquisite and beautiful, wet, like flower petals wet by dew in the morning.

Probably too suddenly.

Her lips were slightly parted, as if she was frightened and stupid...

The man took her appearance into his eyes.

The slender fingertips twisted slightly.

do not know why.

Seeing her so weak and easy to bully, I really want to squeeze her hard.

This thought was only fleeting.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at the little girl again, and said:
"Lie down."

His voice carried undeniable coercion, as well as a trace of bewitching.

Just like the blooming manjusawa under the feet, the appearance is gorgeous and seductive, but there are countless buried corpses underneath.

until this time.

Gan Lin finally came to his senses.

She didn't listen to what he said, like a kitten whose hair has exploded.

"give me back."

She stretched out her hand and pulled the red yarn back.

However, Gan Lin forgot.

Now, she would fall down when the wind blows, and she can't exert any strength at all.

When I climbed out of the coffin not long ago, I was so tired that I was out of breath.

Not to mention grabbing things like a tug of war with the man in front of him.

then……

The man was still standing there, pinching a corner of the red gauze.

No matter how hard the little girl tries, she looks like a little milk cat.

It looks fierce, but in fact it will fall if pushed, and it is extremely weak.

Gan Lin was so angry that his cheeks were blushing.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and a wicked smile appeared in his eyes.

next second.

He sees it.

The girl's beautiful eyes were stained with mist and gradually condensed into dewdrops.

It started to get uncontrollable, and fell down with a rattling sound.

While weeping, he still refused to let go.

man:"……"

The smile on the corner of his lips froze slightly.

Gee.

This is crying?

He was too lazy to bother with the human cub, so he let go of his hand.

Behind Gan Lin is the coffin board.

The moment he let go, he bumped into it involuntarily.

Obviously don't want to cry.

But, it really hurts.

Her nose was sore, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

I cried even harder.

He frowned.

do not know why.

He could not care about the howling and screaming of thousands of ghosts in hell.

A little girl was sobbing, and the stifled and uncontrollable crying made him feel a little upset.

"Stop crying," he said.

Gan Lin was still wiping away tears, and said intermittently:

"I also...don't want...to cry..."

Obviously wanted to be angry.

Who knew that the tears were so turbulent that they couldn't stop them.

He was too lazy to care.

Glancing at the sky outside, it was getting late, and ordered again:

"Lie down."

She was almost crying, the corners of her eyes became redder, and her voice was stained with grievance.

"No, dirty."

The ground is covered with manjusawa flowers one after another.

At first glance, it is amazing.

However, Gan Lin did not forget that there was still dirty soil underneath.

She detests it.

"..."

The man was expressionless.

He simply bent down and pinched the back of the little girl's neck, like holding a newborn kitten.

Immediately afterwards, the other hand landed on the sword in her abdomen.

The lines flowing on the sword ranged from bright to dull.

The last cracks emerged.

With a slight sound, the sword turned into fragments and fell to the ground, being submerged by Manzhushahua.

(End of this chapter)