“I’ve always looked like this.”

what?

Are there really so many people in this world who look alike?

And it was someone who died suddenly?

Looking at Qiqi's confused look.

Yan Chenbei was happy.

He could never have imagined that one day he would talk to someone in this way about his life as a ghost in the human world for three thousand years.

"Every sixty years, at midnight, I will find a dying host, and once his soul leaves, I will move in."

Ouch, Qiqi opened her eyes wide and looked at Yan Chenbei.

Oh my god, listen, it's as if the person who is about to die is just a house.

"What kind of person would become a host?"

"People with dark souls, people who will never be reborn, people who died young."

A person who can be chosen by the thousand-year evil ghost must of course meet these three requirements.

Once he enters the host he has chosen, the host's information, including his relatives and acquaintances, will be automatically modified to what he wants. For example, even the host's mother will think that the host has always had this face.

"Oh, stop talking."

For no reason, Qiqi felt cold all over.

"Are you afraid?"

"No."

Qiqi hurriedly said no, afraid of hurting Yan Chenbei's feelings.

In fact, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Then you should get some sleep."

"Ah."

Qiqi closed her eyes obediently.

She should get some sleep now.

Maybe after waking up, this was just a dream.

Gradually, she closed her eyes, her breathing became more and more steady, and Qiqi fell asleep.

There is wind outside the window, blowing in gently.

There is a smell of autumn in the air.

Yan Chenbei held Qiqi in his arms, leaned against the bed, and slowly closed his eyes. Ever since he lost Hei Lian, he clearly felt that he was sometimes powerless.

He must recover as soon as possible, now he can no longer control his emotions.

Just like before, Chen Bei's mother only said a few words expressing her dissatisfaction with Qiqi.

He immediately filled with a murderous aura.

Especially the evil fire in his eyes, which almost burst out of his pupils.

He had been in the human world for three thousand years and was safe until now, all thanks to the protective power hidden deep in the black lotus, which protected his evil spirit from leaking out. So in the eyes of mortals, he was just an ordinary man who was cold, serious and unkind.

Only by relying on Qiqi and absorbing his own divine power could he calm down.

If the situation gets worse,

Worst case scenario, he could fall out of his host's body.

This would be a big trouble.

Yan Chenbei hugged Qiqi tightly and slowly fell asleep with Qiqi.

The night was thick, unmovable black, without a trace of light.

The flowers are in clusters and clumps, without leaves, only bare branches, entangled with each other.

The darkness in the woods was flowing like a living thing. Suddenly, a red glow appeared in the darkness. In the faint red light, a tall figure gradually became clear.

"Why did you betray me?"

There was clearly no wind in the forest, but the man's long hair suddenly flew all over the sky, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of red eyes were seen, cold and desperate...

what--

Qiqi woke up suddenly and opened her eyes.

Yan Chenbei is no longer around.

It was dusk outside the window, and she had slept from noon until evening.

Qiqi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The heart was still beating wildly.

She was dreaming again.

In the woods, that man with long hair and red eyes, is he Yan Chenbei?

Although I couldn't see the face clearly, I could feel the familiar feeling and the strong hatred.

She knew that it was Yan Chenbei.

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