The environment changed instantly.
At this moment, the woman sitting in front of the dressing table was still there, but in this room, there was another her.
"Sister Xiaoru, congratulations! Young Master Mo, the top scorer of the high school, the messenger boy on the street just now, was making a big noise!”
"That's right! That's right! Sister Xiaoru, after you get out of here, you will be the wife of the top scholar. At that time, don't forget about us sisters who are still in the sea of bitterness!”
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A group of girls surrounded the happy Xiaoru. Outside the window, they could vaguely hear their voices calling out," Congratulations to our hometown, Young Master Mo Wuwei, the top scorer in high school."
Ma Xiaoru, who was surrounded, was full of joy. The woman sitting in front of the dressing table was like an outsider, watching everything with cold eyes.
"Humph!"
She let out a cold snort, as if she could not bear to see her ignorance back then.
The illusion was changing.
The liveliness from before was gone. In the room, there was only a woman with loose hair sitting on the edge of the bed.
She held a letter in her hand, her face filled with grief and despair, filling the entire room!
"Do you think all men are like this? When he was down and out, he swore an oath of eternal love. Once he soared, he would immediately be heartless!”The woman sitting in front of the dressing table spoke.
Yang Hao didn't answer. He took a few steps forward and came to the bedside. He looked at the letter that the woman with disheveled hair was holding tightly.
"A little bit of red lips tasted by ten thousand people, how can you match me, the top scholar!”
There were only 14 words, but they were heart-wrenching.
Even when Yang Hao saw these words, he could imagine how desperate this woman must have been back then.
"There are thousands of men in the world. Miss, you can only blame yourself for entrusting the wrong person. However, these are all things of the past. I can understand that you are unwilling and have grievances in your heart, but why do you want to harm innocent people?”
Yang Hao raised his head and stared at the female ghost sitting in front of the dressing table.
It was unknown if this ghost was affected by his illusion. Grayish-black Yin Qi and resentment filled its body, and blood threads danced in the air.
Although it was his first time seeing it, Yang Hao knew that it was a baleful aura.
Only ghosts would be haunted after killing someone.
"Young Master, how do you know that I killed an innocent person?”The woman who was sitting in front of the dressing table had a beautiful smile on her face, which made Yang Hao's heart skip a beat.
However, in the next second, Yang Hao felt a burning sensation on his left waist.
Instantly, Yang Hao's expression changed drastically.
He stretched out his hand.
At this moment, there was only one intact exorcism talisman left in his hand. The other two had turned into black ashes.
"I have no enmity with you. You want to harm me. Am I not innocent?”Yang Hao quickly stepped forward, his left hand exorcising evil spirits and his right hand suppressing ghosts.
"Hehe, all men in this world deserve to die, especially young and beautiful ones like you!”
With a resentful chuckle, the woman in front of the dressing table disappeared.
Behind him, it was like an ice cellar.
Yang Hao's hair stood on end.
He quickly turned around and pushed his hands behind him without even looking.
"F * ck, we're doomed!" Yang Hao's expression changed drastically.
His hand pushed something, but it was not a female ghost. There was nothing behind him, but a pink wall that appeared out of thin air.
The two talismans were stuck to the wall at this moment. They flickered with fire and quickly turned into ashes…
"Young Master, are you that heartless? Indeed, men were all so unreliable!”
The fragrance assailed his nostrils. In his daughter's boudoir, which had been restored to a modern environment, Yang Hao stood stiffly less than a meter away from the door.
Because, at this moment, she felt a woman's body hugging her from behind.
She was tightly wrapped around him. He turned his head slightly to the side and saw the beautiful woman's face coming over from his shoulder and pressing against his face.
"Young Master, your blood is clearly boiling. Why are you still suppressing it? Why don't you let me help you?”
She spoke softly and sweetly. Yang Hao felt his body go out of control as she spoke. He walked towards the bed where a woman was lying.
"F * ck, A Chinese Ghost Story, but I'm not Ning Caichen!”
He roared in his heart, but he could not control his body at all. He raised his hand to the zipper of his clothes and prepared to take off his clothes.
The female ghost that was originally wrapped around him also moved to the front at this moment. She smiled and looked at Yang Hao gently.
"Young Master, I'm itching to see you. For you, I've suppressed the moment of breakthrough.
Come, this servant will help you undress!"
As she spoke, the female ghost actually squatted down and started to touch Yang Hao's belt.
"Damn it, System, give me the Lightning Transformation Talisman!”
He couldn't control his body, but he couldn't control his consciousness.
The female ghost probably didn't expect that Yang Hao had a system in his mind.
A yellow paper talisman with silver words appeared in his hand.
It instantly lit up.
A ball of silver light was activated in Yang Hao's hand by the dense Yin Qi and Evil Qi around him.
He instantly regained control of his hand. Without hesitation, a ball of silver light was pressed down by Yang Hao on the female ghost who raised her head in fear.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream came from the room.
However, in an instant, this scream only left a lingering sound.
He was struck in the head by a ball of lightning formed by the Lightning Transformation Talisman. Even if he had broken through to the Ghost Spirit Realm, he would have been killed by this attack.
Yin and Yang countered each other. Lightning was forever the greatest nemesis of evil ghosts.
Bang!
Yang Hao fell to the ground.
At this moment, his appearance was particularly miserable. His clothes had turned into burnt rags, and his hair stood up. His face and skin looked like they had just returned from Africa.
His body was still twitching unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth were almost popping out.
He was badly electrocuted. Although he had exchanged for the Lightning Transformation Talisman, it was not activated by his magic power, so there was no way it would not hurt him.
There was no distinction between friend and foe.
"Congratulations to the host for killing a malicious ghost. You are rewarded with two merit points!”
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