Shi Sheng still had meat, yuck, smell...
Feng Jin looked at the white figure who was whirling around the table trying to reach out to grab food, and there was another black line. Not only did his personality become out of touch, did his IQ even go offline?
Shi Sheng said that it was not that her IQ was off the line, but that she was not used to being a ghost.
You can't even eat meat.
Bad review!
It's not good to be a ghost.
Shi Sheng floated in front of Feng Jin, "Is there any way to make me return to Yang?"
In the end, the male host is still yang, and she can definitely be yang.
Feng Jin looked up at her, and the gloomy eyes were murky, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be solidified, squeezing Shi Sheng with a heavy weight.
Shi Sheng frowned, talking, and suddenly felt that his body could not move, as if she had bound her limbs with an invisible rope, and her body could not move at all.
Holding grass, what happens?
Feng Jin stood up, with some pale fingers pinching Shi Sheng's chin, raising it slightly.
At the moment of being contacted by Feng Jin, Shi Sheng felt that his chin was corroded by strong sulfuric acid. The sour feeling felt like trying to die.
"Ning Ying, what benefit does Na Lanying give you, let you come back to test me, eh?"
Hold the grass, who is trying to test you, there is a cat cake!
Shi Sheng was so painful that he grinned his teeth and summoned the iron sword to cut towards Feng Jin.
When the baby is vegetarian?
Feng Jin frowned when the iron sword appeared. This sword...
However, Tie Jian didn't give Feng Jin a chance to think, and he cut it off according to his head.
Feng Jin wanted to avoid the iron sword, he had to let go of Shi Sheng. When he let go, the iron sword immediately regained momentum, flew back to Shi Sheng, and cut off the invisible rope on her body.
As soon as the shackles were loosened, Shi Sheng covered his chin and jumped in pain, howling at Feng Jin, "Feng Jin, you have a cat cake!"
Laozi's chin.
Damn it, is it useless?
Feng Jin stood opposite the sofa and looked at her with a deep, gloomy eye—the iron sword beside him.
It took a while for Sheng to feel that the burning pain was reduced by a few points, and when he looked up, he saw the iron sword in Feng Jin's eyes.
"What does Nalan Ying want you to ask from me?" Feng Jin looked away, and was a little more worried in his voice.
He hadn’t seen her for just a month, and she even had an unknown sword and betrayed him...
Thinking of this, Feng Jin's heart gushed out of anger, and those who betrayed him should be damn.
The bottom of my eyes was like a storm, brewing Shi Sheng.
"Hey, don't be black." When Sheng Feng felt something was wrong, Shi Sheng hurriedly said, "I have nothing to do with Nalan Ying, a pervert, how could Lao Tzu be able to watch... you look so What do I do? Don't believe me? Then I can't help it."
Shi Sheng's hands spread out, a look of "do you believe it or not, anyway, this is what Laozi said".
Blacken if you don't agree.
It's not so cute, certainly not her phoenix.
Shi Sheng took the iron sword and judged the strength of both the enemy and us, and finally chose to give up.
She really wanted him to come over and let herself feel, if the goods were not Fengci, she would hack him in minutes.
But now she is not sure, she dare not cut.
Feng Jin stared at her, not knowing what she was thinking.
The whole space was quiet, the ghost didn't breathe, but Shi Sheng could hardly hear Feng Jin's breath.
If it weren't for his chest to be undulating, she suspected that this product was a ghost.
"Tonight, show me."
Feng Jin dropped this sentence and turned into the study.
Show him?
How to show him?
Simply!
The baby is mad.
Shi Sheng's latte sword poked Feng Jinjia's sofa, and finally felt uncomfortable, and then several swords were cut off, so the innocent sofa was separated.
...
Half an hour before twelve o'clock, Feng Jin came out of the room and saw his messy room full of silence.
He looked at the high-seat sitting on a pile of scraps, tilting Erlang's legs, supporting his head, and humming the unknown ghost in white clothes.
If it was not that he had a deed with him, he really had to doubt that she was being pretended.
Although Ning Ying used to have a little temperament, she was very obedient.
This is to demolish his house.
Feng Jin's fingers clicked and clicked, what to do to strangle her.
Shi Sheng dragged the iron sword to Feng Jin, waved his hand domineeringly, "Lead the way."
Well, I want to strangle her more.
The light in the room was a little dark, and Feng Jin's face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see it, but the eyes radiated a faint cold light.
Shi Sheng wandered back a little distance vigilantly, "The one who sells one's body but not the arts, although I am your ghost, but you want to come to a personal ghost, I firmly disagree."
No showmanship?
Bed art?
Feng Jin endured Sheng's impulse when strangled, and opened the door to go out.
When Shi Sheng hadn't followed, he slammed the door.
Shi Sheng was frightened by the brakes, and his expression was extremely rich.
No, she can just walk through the wall and stop to do what?
Shi Sheng dragged the iron sword through the door, she went out, but the iron sword was stuck.
The iron sword is physical, and naturally cannot penetrate the door.
Feng Jin watched silently when Sheng Sheng was stupid.
result……
His door was gloriously sacrificed, and there was no place for burial.
Was cut in half!!
Feng Jin: "..."
This violent maniac!!
Shi Sheng dragged the iron sword out of the gate with satisfaction, how could this trivial matter overwhelm her.
The iron sword can't be put away. Feng Jin's goods are murderous to her.
"Put it away." Feng Jin moved his eyes away from the body of the anti-theft door that completed the mission and fell on Shi Sheng.
Shi Sheng hid the iron sword behind his back. "The head can be broken, the blood can bleed, and the weapon can't be dropped. This is a weapon cast by my soul.
Feng Jin: "..." Where is the second disease from here?
He took a deep breath, "It cannot be invisible, it will attract attention."
"You tease me, which one is not afraid of dying outside at this time, are you afraid of encountering ghosts?"
When Shi Sheng made it clear that he refused to accept it, what can you do with me?
Feng Jin glanced at the damaged anti-theft door again and silently turned to the elevator.
Although he lived in an ordinary residential area, there was no one on this floor. Even if someone came, he could not enter, so it was fine if the door was open.
Shi Shengdian followed him, and continued to try to touch him without hesitation.
Feng Jinmu did not squint and ignored her.
When he got on the bus, Shi Sheng calmed down.
She had to find a way to suppress the ghost deed between her and Feng Jin, otherwise Feng Jin would be irritated. He wanted to kill himself, and it was estimated that he could not run away.
Something like a contract has many constraints.
For example, the ghost contract she concluded with Feng Jin was a master-servant contract.
Feng Jin wanted her to die, and she had little resistance.
For the sake of a small life, Shi Sheng decided not to poke Feng Jin recently.
When he finds a way, he is pouting him.
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