"Follow me," Yan Chiyu said calmly as he turned around.
Wu Yue had Song Wenzhi and Zhou Yunwei stand in the middle, while she stood at the very back. As long as it wasn't a ghost, she was capable of fighting back.
Yan Chiyu looked at Wu Yue at the back and suddenly asked, "Have you opened the birthday present I gave you?"
Wu Yue didn't understand why he would ask that question. She paused for a moment, then nodded and took out a dark blue hairband from her pocket, which shimmered faintly.
"this?"
Song Wenzhi really wanted to ask Yan Ge why he had suddenly become so stingy, only giving him a cheap, unbranded headband as a birthday present.
But seeing the boy's calm and solemn expression, he seemed like a noble and elegant deity descending to earth. Song Wenzhi felt as if his throat was stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.
It's as if opening one's mouth is blasphemy against the gods...
The boy walked past him and stood in front of the girl. He picked up the hairband, gently turned Wu Yue's shoulder so that her back was to him. Then, with careful movements, he used the hairband to tie up her soft, loose hair, his voice low and gentle: "Don't take it off."
"Okay." The girl nodded gently. The spiritual energy on the hairband was unusually strong at this moment, which surprised her.
Yesterday, she put it in her bag, and today, when she put it in her pocket, she didn't feel anything; it was just an ordinary hairband. But now, thanks to Yan Chiyu's touch, the hairband has become incredibly spiritual, seeping into her skin, making her feel much lighter and less cold.
[Mommy, I finally got some sweet moments!]
[awsl ahhhhh so sweet, Yan Ge is so handsome]
When will it be my turn for a sweet romance? qwq
[Congratulations on discovering a gem! This streamer has both a beautiful appearance and a fascinating personality. Investing in her is definitely worthwhile!]
Song Wenzhi hugged herself with heartache, "I feel a little sore... I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car."
Zhou Yunwei was amused by his serious words and chuckled softly. However, she stopped quickly.
"Yunwei, stop laughing. It's creepy to be laughing like that in the middle of the night..." Song Wenzhi complained, annoyed.
Zhou Yunwei said, "I didn't, I wasn't laughing."
The laughter was so close, it couldn't be Yunwei, much less Yan Ge and Wu Yue.
"That is—" Song Wenzhi's words stopped abruptly; he dared not continue. Because he felt an icy hand grab his ankle.
Song Wenzhi felt a chill run down his spine and cried out in terror, "Brother Yan, help me! Help me!"
Zhou Yunwei was terrified; her legs went weak and she trembled uncontrollably. She crouched down, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at the man in white with black hair covering his face. "Run!"
However, when she returned, the stone had hit the female ghost on the head, causing a dent in her head and a forbidden color to flow from it.
The female ghost, with her long, thin, black nails, gripped Song Wenzhi's ankle tightly. Suddenly, she raised her head, revealing a rotting face. She had no eyeballs, just two dark holes.
Zhou Yunwei felt a churning in her stomach.
Yan Chiyu quickly threw out a talisman, which stuck to the female ghost's wrist and immediately generated heat, scorching her already bluish-black skin.
Song Wenzhi stumbled, but managed to escape with the help of Yan Chiyu. He suppressed his nausea and quickly ran to Wu Yue's side.
The boy stared at the female ghost with a blank expression.
This female ghost is exactly the same as the one he saw when he was hallucinating; it's the same ghost that hurt Wu Yue and Cui Hua.
That one glance was enough for Yan Chiyu to blacklist the female ghost.
Wu Yue covered her eyes, not daring to look. Song Wenzhi also disregarded the proper separation between men and women, and together with Zhou Yunwei, each grabbed an arm for protection.
Just a few seconds later, they heard a mournful scream carried by the wind.
The female ghost disappeared.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
