My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 277 Green wood turns into ashes, weeds and roots are removed

The black-haired woman looked down at the silver mirror in her hand in a leisurely manner, as if she turned a blind eye to the people present, her pale and slender palms gently stroked her hair, the gentleness of her movements was even pleasing to the eye.

Guangpu Siren's hands on his knees trembled slightly. Even after decades of experience in his life, he had never seen such a weird appearance.

But he is worthy of being a person who is still standing at the top of the pyramid despite the wind and rain. He suppressed the shock and fear in his heart just for a moment, swallowed his saliva and quietly stretched his hand into his bosom, wanting to touch and hide it in his bosom. pager.

"Who are you, please?"

The young man who dared to stand up spoke out at this moment, even though his face still had horror on his face, he forced his head up to look at the black-haired woman standing at the door.

The dark-haired woman didn't answer, she was still stroking her face, as if she was indulging in her own beauty in the silver mirror.

The eyes of the old man sitting upright on the top brightened. He didn't expect the young man to have the courage to speak at this moment, and he felt more satisfied with him in his heart.

But the most important thing at this moment is not the child's performance, but what happened to this strange woman just now and who she is.

If Guangpusi people had to use one word to describe it, it would be weird.

The appearance of this woman was so weird that he couldn't help but think of the ghosts and vulgar things he had heard in his childhood.

Thinking of this, the old man seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind, he suddenly raised his head to look at the woman in the field, and compared her appearance with the description in his memory.

In a cyan palace kimono, with long black hair dragging to the ground, holding a silver mirror.
Hundred Ghosts at Night.

There was a trace of shock in Guangpusi's cloudy eyes, and he couldn't believe the guess in his heart.

But the young man gritted his teeth, and saw that the woman ignored him, so he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Although I don't know who you are, you must have a purpose since you came here. You might as well talk about it first."

Although he was very afraid of the appearance of this strange woman in front of him, he also knew that he should not be stage frightened at any time. Although this woman had even surpassed his usual concept of the world, he clearly knew that he could only talk with words at this moment, and there might be some turning points .

The black-haired woman paused for a moment with her hand touching her cheek, as if she was about to respond.

Holding the silver mirror in her hand, she just slowly raised the cheek hidden by her long hair, and asked softly:

"You guys, have you met my husband?"

The woman's voice was soft and warm, like a bird in an empty valley, faintly spreading to the ears from all around, and it was almost certain that she was a beauty just by the voice.

But the next moment when he saw the real face of the woman hiding under the long hair, the young man's eyes widened, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, his pupils shrunk into a pointed shape and kept trembling, constantly showing that he was at this moment. The fear in my heart.

Even the other people who were huddled in the corner held their breath after seeing the woman's face, a gust of cold air rushed from the tailbone directly to the Tianling Gai, and felt that their hands and feet were extremely cold, and their brains had lost the ability to think at this moment.

Guangpusi's white beard trembled slightly, and the wrinkled fingers that pressed the caller in his arms suddenly felt weak. He looked at the woman's face dully, as if it really matched with an existence in his memory, an absurd feeling The feeling is born from the heart.

There were no facial features on the black-haired woman's face, the ashes wounds left by the flames covered her entire face, and the hideous black scabs covered her face slightly like a horned dragon, forming a sharp contrast with her extremely pale neck. contrast.

Exactly what kind of burning has gone through to form this face, like a ghost crawling out of hell, just the face makes people feel fear and fear.

No matter who the people present were, as long as their eyes focused on the black-haired woman's face, a scene of a fire rising to the sky would appear in his mind.

Numerous tall palace tiles fell into rubble, and the woman stood there in a blue palace kimono, holding a silver mirror and grieving alone, as if she was sending out a kind of yearning and mourning to the heaven and the earth.

The blazing flames surrounded her, and the delicate and beautiful woman was gradually swallowed by the terrifying flames, leaving only a black shadow in the twisted and burning flames, and finally scattered into ashes.

Just when everyone saw in their minds that the raging fire swallowed the woman as an end, the flame in the broken wall suddenly exploded, a black air was bred from the crowd of flames, and sparks splashed into the sky. To the surrounding palaces and wooden houses.

From a distance, it looks like a demonic aura is hovering, gray and hideous, but when approaching, it seems that a bloody mouth is attacking, with thick smoke and scorching heat, mixed with wanton whistling, and suffocating The creaking sound of the rapidly burning gas seemed to allow the heaven and earth to let go of this gushing explosion.

The light and shadow accelerated in an instant, and everyone's minds were interrupted.

Whoohoo!
Just as everyone was still immersed in the skyrocketing fire, they suddenly felt black shadows all over their eyes, and then they only felt a sudden pain in their limbs and torso, and subconsciously looked down.

Countless strands of black hair continued to grow and grow from the back of the woman's head, floating in mid-air. One of them pierced into everyone's torso, chest, arms, and thighs were all pierced by the seemingly smooth black hair. And penetrate.

Guangpusi slowly lowered his head with dull eyes, watching a mass of thick black hair passing through his chest, and dark red blood gradually protruding from the edge of the wound.

The young man was already kneeling on the ground at this moment, his limbs were tightly bound by the black silk hair, and even his throat was directly pierced. He wriggled his lips and wanted to say something, but no sound could come out.

Chi Chi Chi!
The black silk hair all over the room was retracted in an instant, and returned to the mind of the woman in the blue kimono, hanging quietly and softly behind her shoulders.

"Concubine, isn't she beautiful?"

The woman made another sound, which seemed to come from all over the room.

Her voice was ethereal and uncertain, wandering in the room erratically.

But the corpses of the people under their feet were already unable to move, so naturally they could no longer speak.

Corpses were scattered throughout the room, and everyone was lying in various weird postures. There were terrifying huge blood holes all over their torsos. The blood slowly penetrated into the wooden boards, and the bloody smell leaked out from the surrounding wooden doors, faintly turning red. .

The bloodstains bloomed on the wooden board like dots of red plums, but the bloodstains seemed too big and too much, which made people feel flustered.

The black-haired woman held up the silver mirror again, touched her cheek with pale and thin hands, and sighed faintly, the breath seemed to emanate from her whole body.

Her body began to turn into a black shadow, as if she would be attached to the shadow the next moment.

But it seemed that in an instant, the black-haired woman stopped her movements, and her body solidified again.

The woman's face was facing a beautifully framed calligraphy and painting hanging directly in front of the room, and she seemed to see the flying and phoenix dancing characters on it through something.

"Get rich without benevolence, regardless of life or death."

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the pen reveals the sharpness.

There seemed to be a smile on the terrifying face of the black-haired woman, but this smile was very scary under the hideous black scab.

He stood there silent for a while, put down the silver mirror in his hand, turned around and walked out the door again.

The green wood turns into ashes, and the weeds are cut to remove the roots.

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(End of this chapter)