Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao walked into the pit and planned to untie Wang Qing. At this time, Wang Qing, who once regarded Bai Yao as a representative of evil, felt that she was like a god from heaven. He had never felt so happy to see Bai Yao!

A hand suddenly grabbed Bai Yao's ankle tightly.

It turned out that driven by desire, Mr. Zhao forced himself to recover a little from the dizziness of the concussion. He held Bai Yao tightly, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Bai Yao, you are not allowed to ruin my good thing!"

This man, who is over fifty years old and in poor health, is now so blinded by desire that he is even more terrifying than the evil spirit in the rumors.

Wang Qing struggled, "Bai Yao, be careful!"

Bai Yao had a blank expression on her face. She calmly raised the weapon in her hand. However, when she heard familiar footsteps coming from behind, she loosened her grip and the carrying pole fell to the ground. She sniffed and her whole aura suddenly became much weaker.

"Oh, let me go, I'm so scared."

Wang Qing was a little confused by this.

Does Bai Yao have a split personality? Otherwise, why was she so decisive and swift when she hit someone before, like a queen in the mountains, but now she is so weak and pitiful like a little white rabbit?

Even Teacher Zhao didn't react, but soon he thought he had seized the opportunity to deal with Bai Yao, so he quickly got up, stretched out his hand, and tried to strangle Bai Yao's neck.

There was a sound of wind in the darkness.

Teacher Zhao's throat was suddenly strangled, his feet were off the ground, and his whole body was lifted into the air by an irresistible force. He was unable to struggle or escape. All he could do was stare in fear at the young man who suddenly appeared like a ghost with his cloudy eyes, and keep making hoarse breathing sounds from his throat.

This is a young man dressed simply, in a white T-shirt, loose black shorts, and a pair of extremely simple sandals on his feet. He is dressed in home clothes, full of modern atmosphere. However, his long black hair is scattered like a waterfall, blurring the boundary between light and shadow in the dim environment. As the darkness grows in his eyes, it grows wildly like a spider web.

This young man was like a ghost. When he appeared, the cramped feeling in the air oppressed the breathing. The chill that came from the bones exaggeratedly invaded every nerve of the human body. Then, there was the fear that could not be stopped.

Obviously, this boy is not a normal human being.

Teacher Zhao was filled with fear, but hope strangely ignited in him. He looked at the young man in front of him with eager eyes, and for a moment he even forgot his fear of danger.

He had a hunch that this was the power he had been searching for for so long, the power that could make him immortal!

Teacher Zhao's eyes were filled with obsession. He stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the person in front of him. As long as he could touch him, as long as he could touch him, as long as he could touch this mysterious power...

After a slight "click", his neck twisted to one side and his arms hung limply. Until he died, his eyes were still open and he did not understand why death came so quickly.

This middle-aged man, who spent the first half of his life teaching and the second half struggling to survive, lost his life and fell to the ground like garbage, without any movement.

Wang Qing shrank his body to avoid Teacher Zhao's corpse. He was stunned for a while, then looked up at Fan Su in disbelief. The doubt in his eyes grew stronger, and the fear and awe of the unknown intertwined together, making his curled up body look even more pitiful.

Fansui's gaze fell on Wang Qing.

Different from his usual dull and silly appearance, Fan Su was now eerily quiet. His gaze was too calm, so he looked lifeless, as if he could swallow someone's life at any time.

Wang Qing didn't know if it was his illusion, he vaguely felt that Fansui seemed to want to kill him. His scalp was tingling, and with his hands and feet tied, he couldn't even escape.

"General." The girl's voice was like the sound of nature in the dim and dull environment, and the breathable oxygen in the air increased in an instant.

Fan Su turned around slowly, and when he saw Bai Yao, his senses slowly returned. He walked to her at a loss, wanting to reach out and touch her, but then he remembered that he had killed someone not long ago, and withdrew his hand. He lowered his eyes, and a fragile look spread across his pale face.

Bai Yao held his hand, and when his figure fell into her beautiful eyes, the stars dotted in them also sparkled, "General, you came just in time, you saved me!"

Fan Sui hesitated for a long time, then carefully raised his eyes and stared at Bai Yao in a daze.

Bai Yao's eyebrows were curved, and her smile was full of life. The autumn water in her eyes caused ripples, stirring his heartstrings, "Fan Chong, you are really a great hero!"

"I..." He said with difficulty in a dry voice: "A great hero?"

"Yes, you are the greatest hero in the world!" Bai Yao opened her arms and hugged him. She seemed to have not yet come out of the fear from before. She leaned in his arms, her body curled up into a ball, and seemed to be still trembling. She raised her face that was pale because of fear, and blinked her wet eyes pitifully. "That man just now was so scary. I am a weak girl and there is no way I can beat him. When he grabbed me, I thought I was dead."

Wang Qing, who was treated as air: "?"

What on earth is she talking about!

Bai Yao sniffed, and the mist in her eyes came and went. She was just as she said, such a pitiful and weak girl!

If Wang Qing hadn't seen how she hit people before, he would probably have believed her!

Fan Su finally mustered up the courage. He quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, then reached out and gently wiped the wet traces from the corners of her eyes. "Princess, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

He was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say. He could only repeat these stereotyped actions. He didn't want her to care about the fact that he had just killed someone, but he also didn't want her to be sad because of fear.

To him, Bai Yao is his whole world. Everything about her affects his emotions. Because he cares about her, he cherishes her, but it is often because he cherishes her that he will be more cautious.

He said: "I will protect you, I will always protect you."

Bai Yao smiled, "Well, I know, because you are an omnipotent general, so when I see you appear, I am not afraid at all!"

The corners of Fan Su's lips moved slightly, as if he was crying, but also as if he was laughing, "I am a great general, I am... a great general who can do everything."

Obviously, it was Bai Yao who was acting sad, but Fan Su now looked more fragile and needed protection.

Bai Yao hugged his head and gently stroked his soft hair. She lowered her voice and said softly: "Fan Su, it's great that you are here."