The main god who favors the villain is back

Chapter 73 The Legendary Ghost King (13)

He glanced at where Gan Lin was.

Meeting the eyes of the little girl, her expression was extremely indifferent.

With a lazy posture, he sat on the soft couch and leaned back in a lazy posture.

The moonlight outside the window is like flowing water.

Along his long black hair, spread around.

The collar of the robe is slightly open, and the skin is pale to translucent.

The expression is scattered and disdainful.

The thin lips were pursed, and the color was extremely light.

A pair of scarlet eyes glanced over casually.

He obviously didn't say anything, and he didn't do anything.

It is like a blooming manjusawa, guiding the direction of hell.

Hook people down.

The ghost king born a hundred years ago.

Cangwuxuan.

not far away.

Gan Lin was still lying on the bed, only showing a pair of black eyes.

She blinked, just looking at him.

Didn't you say it's best not to see me?

How long has it been since then, why did I see you again...

Cang Wuwang didn't know Gan Lin's thoughts.

He glanced at the little girl.

Shrunk into a ball, revealing eyes misty, glowing with water.

There were so many ghosts outside the window just now.

As for her timid and crying habit, I'm afraid she was quite frightened.

His tone was light, and he said:
"come over."

Gan Lin hesitated for a while.

Ghosts on a full moon night are generally difficult to control.

who knows.

Did he pretend to be so calm on the surface?

Wait for Gan Lin to pass obediently.

It's like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

It was eaten by him directly.

Probably guessing her thoughts, Cang Wuwang pulled his thin lips slightly, and said:

"rest assured."

"I won't eat you."

pity.

The little girl didn't seem to listen to his words.

Shrunk in again.

I really wrapped myself into a soft ball.

Cang Wuwang snorted coldly.

She doesn't really think that she'll be fine if she hides, does she?
His fingertips tapped lightly on the limp edge.

soon.

A tall figure emerged from the black shadows on the ground.

It is a puppet under the hands of the ghost king.

As soon as Gan Lin's body lightened, he felt himself being lifted up easily.

And then.

The puppet threw her out.

She hid for a long time, but it was of no use after all.

Finally, it fell into the arms of the man.

Gan Lin tried to struggle out, but was held down.

The corners of Cang Wuwang's lips curled slightly, he raised his fingers to press her head, and said slowly:
"Don't move."

The little girl still wanted to get out of the quilt.

With a faint voice, he whispered in his ear:

"Be careful eating you."

The voice fell.

Gan Lin didn't move.

Like a weak little sheep in the hands of a predator.

Being pressed under the opponent's paws.

Be obedient and clever.

He was very satisfied, hugging that soft little thing, he was in a good mood.

This feeling.

It's probably like an ordinary mortal raising a favorite pet.

It's okay to touch it.

Thinking of this, he stared at the little girl's white and tender face, and gently pinched her.

pity.

As a ghost king, even if he is suppressed, he is still stronger against ordinary humans.

Just a gentle pinch.

Gan Lin felt his face was bitten viciously.

There was water in the little girl's eyes, sparkling.

In the next second, tears fell out.

Cang Wuwang: "..."

Looking at the little girl crying in her arms until she started to choke.

And the obvious red mark on her face.

He frowned slightly, and his fingertips moved slightly.

He is already very light.

Is this crying?
(End of this chapter)