The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 11 The King's Fiancee
"Tsk." She was a little impatient.

A small flame ignited at the fingertips, and when he raised his hand, the flames flew to the paper figurine, and the figurine burned again.

Chu Jinsui stared blankly at the resentful paper figurines, watching them turn into ashes again.

Ji Hengzhou said that there are only things that stand in the way.

They were just two paper figurines, nothing more than dead things.

She stepped over the ashes to the gate, unbolted the latch, and opened the gate of the house.

"Squeak-"

There was no one behind the door.

?

What about the person who knocked on the door just now?
Isn't it Ah Yue?
Who is that knocking on the door?

"Sister! Run away!" There was a crisp and tender voice.

Chu Jinsui lowered his head.

It turned out to be a little girl who was not as tall as her own knees—with two braids, her face was black and gray, and she couldn't see her original appearance clearly. She was looking up at her with a thin body, and her big clear eyes were full of tears. worry.

She calls her sister?

Is this the matchmaker's own family?
She thought about it: "Sister can't leave now, you should go back quickly."

The little girl shook her head stubbornly, grabbed Chu Jinsui's skirt with her dirty hands, and pulled her: "No! You go away! They all said that you will die if you stay here!"

Chu Jinsui squatted down patiently: "They? Who are they? Why do I die if I stay?"

The little girl was about to cry anxiously: "It's the aunts and uncles in the village! They say you're going to marry the ghost king! You'll be eaten!"

"You go!"

Chu Jinsui patted the little girl's head lightly: "Sister is fine, you go back quickly."

The little girl wanted to say something, but the next second she looked behind Chu Jinsui and let out a scream.

"what--"

A bad feeling.

Chu Jinsui turned around.

The two paper figurines stood behind her again at some point, and the ashes that had been burnt disappeared, replaced by even more tattered paper figurines.

"Girl went the wrong way." The paper figurine's voice became hoarse and unpleasant, like a broken bellows rubbing against each other. There was a long pause between each word, full of mourning.

Where had the little girl seen such a terrifying scene before? She closed her eyes tightly and almost lost her breath in fright.

Chu Jinsui waved his hand lightly: "Go back quickly."

The little girl turned her head and ran out crying.

The door slowly closed again.

Chu Jinsui leaned out and watched the little girl run away.

The two paper figurines behind them kept repeating that sentence.

"The girl went the wrong way."

"Girl went the wrong way!"

"Girl went the wrong way—"

One sound was shriller than the other, and it hurt people's eardrums.

Chest tightness.

Oops!

The man behind the paper figurine was too cultivated, she couldn't resist this power, and she had already started to feel a sweetness in her throat.

"Shh-"

Raising his hand violently, the fire surrounded the paper figurine again.

The two paper figurines didn't move, they just stood quietly in the fire and fixedly stared at Chu Jinsui, two lines of black ink slowly flowed out from the dark eyes painted on them.

The sound finally died away.

Chu Jinsui exhaled a long breath to calm down the surge of energy and blood just now.

"I didn't expect this king's fiancée to be so bold." Joking words.

At some point beside him stood a man in a dark gold-rimmed black robe.

His long hair was loosely rolled up behind his head, and a few strands of hair hung in front of his body. He had a handsome face, with a bit of evil in his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were as bright as gold, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised indifferently. look at her.

Chu Jinsui guessed his identity immediately: "Ghost King."

This man's cultivation base is extremely deep.

The huge coercion that came from him unconsciously made her clearly realize the gulf in the difference in cultivation between the two.

The ghost king approached her curiously: "It's really interesting, why didn't you run away just now?"

She shook her head: "I can't run away."

She doesn't even know where the origin of this small world is, how can she find the exit?

"Haha." Ghost King chuckled twice, "Aren't you afraid of being eaten by me?"

He seemed to find it amused, and reached out to pinch her little face.

Chu Jinsui hated having physical contact with people he didn't know, so he raised his hand subconsciously, as if to slap away his outstretched hand, but he grabbed his wrist.

"Hiss—" It was so cold.

His hands are so cold, colder than ice springs, making people shiver like ten thousand years of ice.

The man's strength relaxed, as if he thought he had hurt her: "Why don't you answer me? Are you not afraid?"

Chu Jinsui retracted his wrist and rubbed his frozen skin: "Did no one teach you not to touch others?"

Her tone was very bad. No one had ever been so rude to her before, and she subconsciously became unhappy.

The ghost king was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "No one taught me, why, do you want to teach me?"

His tone was smiling.

It's strange, this man obviously looks dangerous, but for some reason, I don't feel any malice on him.

It's as if he just came out for a walk casually, and chatted with himself casually.

The ghost king saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, so he changed the question: "You burned all my paper figurines, how can you compensate me?"

Chu Jinsui looked back a little strangely, would the majestic ghost king still lack two paper figurines?

She pointed to the black ash on the ground: "Aren't these two paper figurines your little trick? With your cultivation level, you can make as many as you want."

But he seemed determined to make things difficult for her: "That can't be done. I have raised these two paper figurines for a long time, so they are so obedient."

"Can't you restore them?" Chu Jinsui only felt that he was deliberately making things difficult for him.

The ghost king waved his hand noncommittally, and the two piles of ashes on the ground turned into paper figures again, but the paper figures were even more distressed than what they saw just now, with a lot of damage and blackness all over their bodies.

As soon as they returned to their original shape, they looked at Chu Jinsui with deep resentment.

The ghost king glanced at them lightly, with a cold light in his eyes, and the two paper figurines were so frightened that they trembled.

Chu Jinsui silently added a few more layers of danger to him in his heart.

"Master, she wanted to run away just now." Zhi Xin felt unwilling.

The ghost king lowered his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile: "Go back to the room? The outside is no safer than the room."

He seemed to mean something.

When Chu Jinsui heard the words, he immediately stepped up, preparing to bypass him and go back to the room.

"Forget it, let me take you back."

In the next second, he grabbed her wrist, pulled her to him, and carried her directly on his shoulders.

There was too much difference in cultivation, she couldn't resist his movements at all, and her world spun in an instant.

Chu Jinsui was furious: "Bastard, let me down!" She patted him on the back hard.

But for the Ghost King, scratching his itch with no objection made him feel slightly happier, shook his head helplessly, and murmured to himself in a low voice, "Why is it still such a bad temper?"

Chu Jin was so old that he wanted to bite him: "Put me down quickly, I will walk by myself!"

(End of this chapter)