ghost? Isn't it? A person they thought was dead suddenly appeared in front of them, what could be other than ghosts!

Yes, the person here is Huang Jiuge.

At this moment, Huang Jiuge is wearing a plain dress, some torn, a little dirty, and his face is gray and autumnal, and his hair is messy, almost restoring the beggar-like Huang Jiuge.

Otherwise, how could these people recognize her when they saw her! No, they recognized it only after they met each other.

"..." Huo Qingqing opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but before screaming, he felt his throat tighten and swallowed the sound just about to utter.

I saw Huo Qingqing's neck. I don't know when it was caught by a hand, and the owner of that hand was naturally Huang Jiuge.

Seeing Huang Jiuge's face magnified in front of her eyes, Huo Qingqing's pupils shrank and her whole body trembled.

"What? Are you surprised!" Huang Jiuge curled his mouth evilly, and his voice was light and fluttering.

Just, are you surprised? It's scary!

Even though he was frightened, Huo Qingqing subconsciously grabbed Huang Jiuge and clasped his neck and hands, and wanted to break it, but before he moved, he was interrupted by Huang Jiuge's cold voice.

"Don't move, or you will die faster." The light and fluttering voice was neither sulky nor angry, but in Huo Qingqing's ears, it was as gloomy as the ghost of Shura, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to move, only watching in horror. Huang Jiuge.

"No..." Huo Qingqing said with difficulty. Because of her neck being buckled, her voice was so laborious and soft that she could hardly hear her.

While frightened, Huo Qingqing also wondered, didn't Huang Jiuge fall off the cliff and die? Why are you here? Could it be that her ghost came back for revenge? Thinking of this, Huo Qingqing became even more frightened.

Because he believed that Huang Jiuge was a ghost, Huo Qingqing ignored that the hand that Huang Jiuge clasped her neck was warm.

Moreover, if Huang Jiuge is not a ghost, how could she clasp her neck in an instant!

"No? Haha! This can't be done with you, and this sentence, isn't it what you said? If I don't die, it will block the way between you and Nangong Yuhao, but if you don't die, I won't be able to avenge my revenge. When you and Nangong Yuhao killed me and pushed me down the cliff, they thought about whether I would turn into a ghost to kill me!" Huang Jiuge sneered, and there would never be anyone who would offend her. What a good end.

Although she has always liked simple and rough, but this time, she likes to play slowly.

Huo Qingqing was trembling all over. She wanted to explain, but could not speak. Only a pair of eyes could express her current emotions, fear, helplessness, and despair.

No, no, no, it was not she who pushed her down, it was Brother Hao, it was Brother Hao······

If Huang Jiuge knows these words, he might laugh to death. This really fulfills the saying, ‘The couple are birds of the same forest, and the disaster is approaching. 'what!

Although Huo Qingqing and Nangong Yuhao are not husband and wife, they have already identified each other in their hearts, and they are almost the same. Only when they were so scared, they betrayed each other.

If I let Nangong Yuhao know, I don't know if he will be fainted by the qi.

"Soon, you and Nangong Yuhao will come to accompany me. Then, I don't feel lonely anymore." Huang Jiuge said again. When Huo Qingqing heard it, his pupils widened again, and his heart cried silently!

No, no, no, she don’t want to die, don’t die...

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