Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Subconsciously, Fu Minghui turned around and grabbed Luo Zhao.

But she forgot that she was using the image of Luo Zhao now. He was much taller and stronger than her, while Luo Zhao was a petite and exquisite waste.

So with this pull, she almost pulled Luo Zhao into her arms.

The "Wei family" couple next to them saw it and almost broke their skills. Fortunately, they recovered immediately and continued to pretend to be dull, lonely, desperate and empty.

The four emotions are mixed together, completely real and unpretentious, making him a double actor.

On the other hand, Luo Zhao was far behind. He almost frowned when he was pulled by Fu Minghui and almost pushed her away immediately.

There was no other way. It was a female figure and an ordinary person with no experience. It was also a problem for him.

What's more, being hugged by "himself" is really unbearable for the straight man of steel, no, titanium alloy.

But he endured it because he knew Fu Minghui had something to say.

Fu Minghui lowered his head and whispered a few words beside Luo Zhao.

Luo Zhao didn't respond, but heard clearly.

At this time, a sharp and crazy voice came into Fu Minghui's mind, like the anger of his own pig when he was bitten.

"A man named Luo dares to touch my woman!" Wei Tong's voice said.

Who is the woman who rides the horse?

She would rather die, no, rather disappear, than have anything to do with this greasy kid with an adult heart.

"Act as planned." Wei Tong yelled, "When it is done, I promise to send you out and do what you want to do."

This proves that not only can he enter and exit the border himself, but he can also help other ghosts.

Damn it, is he really that strong? How did you do it?

Fu Minghui gritted his teeth and let go of "Wei Tong's woman."

At this moment, the dark world suddenly changed. The ground beneath everyone's feet began to vibrate violently, and soon black water emerged, forming a small ditch.

But in the blink of an eye, more and more water filled the ditch, and soon a river formed.

This is not true.

Fu Minghui clearly knew that within the boundary was chaos without a sense of space and time. The changes in the scene are sometimes the memory of the spirit body, which wants outsiders to understand, participate or investigate.

Sometimes, it's an illusion created by them.

But in the border, hallucinations can also cause harm to people.

If you get hurt in the border, you will get hurt in reality too!

The stronger the opponent is, the more powerful the illusion will be!

The terrible thing is that you can only confuse the other party by pretending to be addicted to this illusion, believing it is real, and showing fear and struggle.

But now she is Luo Zhao, how should she react?

In a daze, Luo Zhao behind him heard Fu Minghui's exclamation and ran backwards desperately.

The Wei couple also hid aside in panic, holding their heads and shrinking.

"Help, help, Luo Zhao, help me, I can't swim, I don't want to drown..." She heard "herself" crying.

Is she usually like this?

Absolutely not!

How could he be so cowardly? Luo Zhao must have overacted.

Fu Minghui was stunned, and at the same time he felt a strong yet gentle force coming from his body, pushing her to the other side of the river and landing firmly.

"Pretend to be inscrutable and don't need to show off too much."

"Don't worry, they just want to trap you and don't dare to attack."

The voices of "Mr. and Mrs. Wei" entered his ears respectively.

And the power that gave her a ride just now came from Luo Zhao.

He moved covertly without attracting the other party's attention, and his speed was so fast that even Fu Minghui didn't notice.

After calming down, Fu Minghui suddenly noticed several clouds of gray-yellow mist appearing around him, like some poisonous gas. They surrounded her, but did not dare to approach.

Her hand shook, a completely subconscious movement, like muscle memory.

Suddenly, the lightsaber appeared in his hand.

The mist shrank in fear and stepped back, but it still wrapped around her, preventing her from breaking out.

On the other side, there were several bloody figures, who seemed to be people who died in a car accident. They held the "Wei couple" respectively, ignoring their struggles, and dragged them directly into the darkness.

At the last place, Wei Tong appeared.

He just "smudged" out like ink dripping on the water, suddenly and directly, very close to "Fu Minghui".

"Sister, I'm lost, can you take me home?" He raised his head innocently, with tears even in his eyes.

Fu Minghui was disgusted.

The third person who was tortured and killed by Wei Tong, the bridesmaid, was deceived into the warehouse under this pretext, and then killed first...

This made her suddenly realize one thing: She didn't know about the evil spirits from outside, but the souls lingering within the boundaries, commonly known as ghosts, no matter how powerful they were, or how they changed, would always have the deepest and most painful feeling in their lives. , perhaps the most proud memory remains in the act.

Come to think of it, that's obsession.

The so-called obsession is not something you can let go of, and no one can get rid of it.

But in Wei Tong's heart, he was more proud of deceiving and killing an adult young woman than hurting the old and weak, so that's why he was like this, right?

"Don't follow him!" He yelled like Luo Zhao.

In fact, Luo Zhao's expressions and reactions were always awkward when he imitated her. At this time, he pretended to be scared and confused, and even turned around and ran away, which was very fake.

But Wei Tong was obviously too excited. The excitement that his goal was about to be achieved made him not notice these details at all, and he reached out and grabbed "Fu Minghui".

Even though he knew it was not the real him, Fu Minghui still subconsciously shook his arm.

But she was Luo Zhao now. Such movements caused the lightsaber to strike randomly, and she was actually very fierce for a moment.

But if he hit it by mistake, the anxiety seemed very real.

Wei Tong laughed, grabbed "Fu Minghui" and left.

The two sinful little hands were on the waist, and they squeezed it obscenely.

nausea! nausea! nausea!

Fu Minghui almost retched, but he could only watch as Wei Tong's small body carried an adult woman on his shoulders and disappeared into the darkness.

The "Wei couple" over there were like two bubbles, disappearing in the clutches of the bloody man.

"Hold on a little longer and we can run."

"Can you still run?"

"Ahhhh, this man is so scary."

"His sword is also terrifying."

"In a few dozen breaths, they will be far away, and we will retreat."

"Faster, faster, I can't hold it anymore."

Fu Minghui heard the noisy voices coming from at least four or five souls.

Obviously, they were lured here by Wei Tong's coercion and benefits, and they were extremely afraid of Luo Zhao.

Fu Minghui was actually a little guilty and scared. Although she believed that Luo Zhao would not just leave her here and must have set up protective measures in advance, she couldn't help it and all her friends disappeared, leaving her alone.

She bears the image of Luo Zhao, but after all, she is not Luo Zhao and dare not face it alone.

Only at this moment did she understand how powerful he was, that he had to be at the front and face all dangers alone!

You Baozi asked if he had any success in losing weight.

I can only say that, except for a few God’s darlings who eat a lot but don’t gain weight, most women have been struggling with weight loss throughout their lives…