I make vases in horror world [Quick Transmigration]

The opponent's hand carried a strong meaning that could not be refused, and rubbed it vigorously on his delicate skin with great interest, leaving a bright red color on Qi An's barely exposed wrist.

This kind of thin red is like a delicate peach blossom.

——Existence similar to a mark.

Let it become excited, breathing became rapid, Qi An felt the cool breath gradually approaching, from the back of the neck to Qi An's face.

Something like a tongue began to lick his earlobe, twirling back and forth teasingly.

Qi An frowned impatiently, a faint flush appeared on Bai Yu's face.Like the scorching sun in spring, it is breathtakingly beautiful.This youthful appearance aroused the unspeakable and secret stimulation in the frivolous person's heart, it was no longer satisfied with just this, the coldness that seemed to penetrate the bone marrow gradually moved up.

Those hands caressed Qi An's exposed neck and kneaded it gently.

Like teasing, but also like love.

"what!"

A stinging cry interrupted the man's more excessive behavior, and the other party's hand was gradually moved away reluctantly, Qi An's expression remained normal, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He scanned the ice coffin containing his body again, and set his eyes on Wang Xiangqun.

A green flame appeared on the latter's right hand which was placed on the coffin. The green flame was as faint as the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp in the legend.While the flames were flickering, a grimace resembling a skeleton was looming, and the strange tongue of flame spread upward bit by bit, almost instantly, it climbed onto Wang Xiangqun's elbow.

Something like corpse oil was dripping from his arm.

dripped on the floor.

Corrodes the ground into depressions.

Even Zhang Zhaoqi's face changed because of this scene. He quickly took out a long sword from the system space, aimed at Wang Xiangqun's right arm and slashed down.

Some dark shadows that had not been seen before flashed near the coffin.

Wang Xiangqun's rotten right arm fell to the ground, and the ground instantly turned black.Jin Huijuan was not in the mood to comfort Wang Xiangqun who had lost an arm again. She jumped in front of the pale boy, applied the wound medicine to the latter's bloody wound, and ran to Zhang Zhaoqi's side.

The black shadows fluttered around erratically, and Jin Huijuan gestured to retreat.

Qi An and the others slowly moved towards the gate.

They walked to the gate very smoothly, those black shadows just surrounded the coffin tightly like afterimages, Jin Huijuan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Zhang Zhaoqi to open the door.

But at the moment when the door was pushed open, countless ghosts rushed over, through the thick black fog surrounding them, Qi An and the others could see the former's red eyes and sharp teeth.

Their eyes are fierce, like angry people who have been coveted treasures.

"retreat!"

Jin Huijuan yelled loudly, moved first, and tried to leave the gate, but before she could react, the fast-moving black mist surrounded them. In this thick fog, everyone lost their way, physically There was a cold hoarfrost, and I could only run shivering by feeling.

They staggered away from the gate.

When the confusing mist disappeared, Jin Huijuan, who had finally escaped, wiped the sweat from her forehead. She was trying to calm her heartbeat, when she found that the two statues that had not moved before started moving, each holding a big knife Wanted to slash at her.

Cursing in her heart, Jin Huijuan didn't care about other people at all, and ran in the corridor at her fastest pace.

She looked around and her face suddenly turned pale.

This palace, which had no ghosts when it came, is now full of dense black shadows, they are of different shapes, frantically gathering where they stand.

It's going to be a tough fight.

Qi An stood quietly in the house and raised his eyebrows, these ghosts avoided him when they were chasing them.

The door was still open, except for the three people who ran out, there were also a bunch of ghosts following them.When the last wisp of black air escaped through the crack of the door, the door was closed again.

Qi An's dark eyes were quietly looking at the door, and there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes.

——Just now, Zhang Zhaoqi didn't seem to be affected by the thick fog, he glanced at himself.

Just thinking like this, Qi An felt something wet and cool touch his Adam's apple lightly, sucking it gently as if tasting something delicious.

With a strong provocative meaning.

It was that person just now.

Qi An felt a strong arm wrap around his shoulder.

The force used is both strong and gentle.

— as if holding on to something that belongs to him.

The unknown thing chuckled, full of satisfaction and joy.

Qi An no longer pretended to be weak, blue light burst out of his dark pupils, he turned his head to look over, and pulled off what was stuck on his body.

The other party was wearing armor, his originally handsome face showed injuries, as if he was accusing Qi An of being ruthless, the whole person clinged to him pitifully, and before he came close again, Qi An took a few steps back.

"who are you?"

Qi An's voice was cold, and his pretty eyes looked at him without emotion. Qi An, who had removed his disguise, had a faint resemblance to the person in the ice coffin.

"You don't even know him?" The armored ghost widened his eyes, full of disbelief, "There is such a big relationship between us, how can you bear to forget it?"

While talking, it gestured and stretched its broad arms to draw a big circle.

Seeing that Qi An was still so indifferent, he showed his wet eyes like a puppy in aggrieved way, "I am your husband."

Qi An looked at it with cold eyes.

"Did you forget?" The handsome face was languid, and it babbled, "We had a marriage contract, and we were married by a medium. You were still small and thin at that time, and you called me husband softly. ..."

Qi An frowned, and something vague in his mind gradually became clear.

In his previous life...he had a yin marriage.

He has been able to see ghosts since he was a child, because he is too yin and has bad luck. Under the arrangement of his family, he has a yin relationship with a ghost to suppress this bad luck.

But he never met that person.

He has never done anything as outrageous as the ghost in front of him said.

Until... he died.

Became an employee of the Quick Transmigration Bureau.

"Even if it's true, it's just the past life." Qi An looked at the smirking person who was immersed in fantasy, and said without emotion.

"You, you, you..." It hugged Qi An in disbelief, and pulled the latter into its arms, "How could you do this, no! I won't obey!"