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In just a few seconds, Ye Zhi was dragged into the flowers by the ghost babies and disappeared.

Tang Sheng, who was next to him, also saw it. He subconsciously ignored Ye Zhi's look for help and turned his head pretending to be nonchalant, as if nothing happened.

"whee……"

"I like her……"

"She smells...um...very good..."

"I would also like……"

The ghost babies' murmurs and laughter were so small that no one else could hear them except Tang Sheng.

[Hey, Tang Sheng just pulled Ye Zhi, she may not be dragged in]

[What do you mean, Tang Sheng is afraid of getting into trouble, right? If it were me, I wouldn’t dare to pull Ye Zhi...]

[Those ghost babies are really scary...]

[Speaking of which, why do these ghost babies say that Ye Zhi smells so good? ? 】

[…I don’t understand, I don’t understand either. Do they want to get into Ye Zhi’s belly? 】

[It’s a bit scary, but Ye Zhi is a woman, so she shouldn’t be pregnant, right? 】

[It’s hard to say, after all, it’s not a normal world]

【…】

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There was a lot of noise outside the courtyard, and there was a river of blood and wailing in the courtyard.

He Ziyun yawned lazily. He turned back to where An Wu was and saw An Wu with his head lowered and fiddling with the camera in his hand.

Whether it was an illusion or not, He Ziyun felt that the man's expression was very satisfied, but mixed with some anger that was difficult to understand.

He Ziyun raised his eyebrows: "What is Reporter An thinking about? His expression is so serious?"

An Wu was stunned for a moment and pursed his lips: "I didn't think about anything. Just looking at these photos, I always felt that they shouldn't have turned out like this."

An Wu's words made He Ziyun slightly stunned for a moment, and he came back to his senses after a few seconds, with a slightly sarcastic look in his eyes.

"So what should they look like?"

He Ziyun's tone was very relaxed: "They should live happily from birth, with loving parents, harmony with relatives and friends, and even be able to do what they like all the way to the end of their lives?"

The young man seemed to laugh at what he said, his lips curled up slightly and he shook his head:

"I'm sorry, sorry, don't talk about these poor baby girls. It's difficult for anyone to have such a life."

"Reporter An, are you still——"

The young man's words stopped abruptly when he saw An Wu's expression.

An Wu still had that calm and gentle look. He looked at He Ziyun quietly, his deep eyes filled with golden liquid, which was much brighter than the incandescent lamp in the yard.

He Ziyun stayed for a few seconds and hesitated: "You——"

Has An Wu remembered it now?

An Wu stood there, and he approached He Ziyun step by step. His black and gold eyes were strange and bewildering, but the master didn't know it at all. He just looked at He Ziyun distressedly, not even daring to speak too loudly.

"I just hope that they can be safe and never become like their father."

An Wu held the young man's hand, unaware that his appearance had changed, and still whispered softly:

"Life is not always smooth sailing, but I hope you get what you want."

Maybe the young man himself didn't know how deep the hostility was in his eyes. Most of the time, the young man looked smiling, but behind those smiling eyes, there was shocking ferocity and anger.

An Wu discovered it the first time he saw He Ziyun.

He is neither happy nor happy.

As for myself, I hope he is happy, I hope he is happy, and I hope he can get what he wants.

He Ziyun froze on the spot.

He turned his head slightly to avoid An Wu's two-colored eyes. While his heart was beating violently, his voice became a little hoarse:

"Li Xiuyu, why don't you come out yet?"

The young man lowered his head and said, "If we don't come out, they will all die."

As soon as He Ziyun said these words, let alone An Wan, even Tang Sheng and other anchors who were still standing healthy by the courtyard door subconsciously looked up.

Who is Li Xiuyu?

Due to the lack of progress in the plot line, few of them knew about Li Xiuyu.

Yes, this is the disadvantage of choosing to "stabilize the team". How can the village chief who sets himself and the villagers as "victims" tell the truth to the anchors?

They were just a group of people they had coaxed into using them as "sacrifice", and the village chief would not tell them the truth.

"Ah...you guessed it."

As He Ziyun's voice fell, a woman's murmur suddenly sounded in the yard where only male villagers were screaming.

The voice was very small, but it was heard clearly by all of them. i

Then, under everyone's gaze, a woman humming nursery rhymes and wearing a red scarf floated out from the deepest room, followed by two people.

He Ziyun was not surprised at all when he saw the two people behind Li Xiuyu.

One of them is Li Xi, who is disguised as a man, and the other is Aunt Wang who is timid.

When Li Xi met He Ziyun's eyes, she pursed her lips apologetically. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but gave up in vain.

Say what?

No amount of talking could change the fact that she was indeed hiding something.

For example, Li Xiuyu has already gone crazy and even made a deal with an unknown devil?

Li Xi knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to respond to the young man's gaze.

But He Ziyun actually didn't care very much.

He just glanced at Li Xi and the anxious Aunt Wang, and his eyes quickly settled on Li Xiuyu in her wedding dress.

Li Xiuyu was still floating, and the wedding dress on her body was as red as fire. It seemed that she already knew that her identity was exposed. This time she did not hide anything.

The wedding dress, which originally only had some simple patterns, bloomed with large tracts of red spire flowers outlined with maroon silk threads. Under the illumination of the light, the flowers came alive with the folds and looked extremely beautiful.

She floated all the way to He Ziyun, smiled and said:

"You are really smart. I didn't want to believe it when An Wu said you were smart."

This sentence made He Ziyun turn to look at An Wu, slightly surprised:

"Reporter An?"

An Wu: "..."

He coughed and his face turned a little red: "I, I just said something casually."

He Ziyun said oh without going into details. He was more concerned about Li Xiuyu now:

"Can't you still lift the red hijab?"

Li Xiuyu sighed and shook her head shyly like a real teenage girl. Her tone was so twisted that it made people feel uncomfortable:

"No, Xiaoxiao's hijab can only be lifted by Xiaoxiao's husband."

Li Xiuyu seemed to have thought of something, and the wedding dress on her body floated more empty in the wind, showing how thin her body was.

She chuckled, innocent and simple: "Then, I can send him to hell with my own hands."