But it's too late.
The moment the words fell, the remaining black mist around the man suddenly gathered together and fiercely pierced into the woman's heart. The action was efficient and so fast that Yu Li could not even feel the spread of pain.
Or maybe the pain was numbed by the man.
Bai Jingmo's soul was in great pain, but his expression was still nostalgic. He lowered his eyes gently and kissed the top of the woman's head: "I said, I won't let you feel any pain."
Blood instantly flowed from the corner of Yu Li's mouth and her face turned pale, but she still had a faint, even joyful smile on her face.
Using her last bit of strength, she raised her hand to wipe the blood off the man's face, and her fingertips touched his eyes with trembling hands. The woman's blue eyes gradually blurred, but the corners of her lips always showed indulgent tenderness.
I only heard her say softly: "Goodbye."
The goodbyes that I didn't have time to say during the car accident are strangely made up for here now.
As soon as he finished speaking, the male ghost's figure completely dissipated, turning into a wisp of black smoke that floated into the white porcelain bottle, and the blonde woman also completely closed her eyes and fell limply to the ground.
[NPC's vital signs have disappeared, and the host's soul is being extracted. 】
[The video has not yet ended, turn on the spectator mode. 】
Yu Li suddenly opened her eyes and found herself standing in a pure white space with only a light screen in front of her. When she got closer, she saw that everything she had just experienced was being played in front of her.
"Sister, this is the audience's perspective. The movie hasn't ended yet. We can't leave yet."
The system voice was puzzled: "Logically, all the villains are dead, why is it not over yet?"
Yu Li rubbed the place where she was stabbed. Although it didn't hurt, the empty feeling still existed. Hearing this, she laughed and said, "Who told you that Bai Jingmo was dead?"
The system was shocked: "Ah? Not dead?"
Not only is he not dead, but his memory is also being restored.
Yu Li lowered her eyes and fixed her gaze on the light screen, her lips curled up: "Don't worry. I'll have to wait a while before I die."
Otherwise, everything she designed would be meaningless.
Not only can Yu Li see the plot here, she can also see the barrage. Her eyes fell on the barrage and she found that the audience had the same doubts as the system.
[No? Not finished yet? I'm ready to rate it. ]
[Isn't Bo Jingmo dead? It's not the end yet? 】
[Wow, but my beautiful sister is really dead. The bad woman is dead, and I am actually a little sad. ]
[Oh, it's hard to evaluate. In this plot, everyone who should die died, and even those who shouldn't die died. Although I know that people must die in horror movies, I still can't describe the feeling.]
[So Bai Jingmo was used by an NPC from beginning to end? This is rare. ]
[So does Bai Jingmo like his neighbors or dislike them?! ]
While they were discussing, Cecil in the plot also thought that the matter was over. He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to help Hou Liang up, when the porcelain bottle in his hand suddenly vibrated slightly and his face froze instantly.
Hu Li's low laughter came from my ears: "Do you think you can kill our young master like this?"
The female ghost who should have been dead slowly raised her head. Her soul dissipated and turned into black smoke, but her eyes were filled with crazy laughter. She spoke word by word:
"I will use my soul and Dadong's soul to help you wake up."
"Master, you can't refuse this time."
Two clouds of black smoke flew into the sky, then suddenly rushed down and straight into the white porcelain bottle.
Cecil subconsciously let go of the bottle, and it fell to the ground but did not break, but the lid was opened.
In an instant, thick black gas gushed out of the bottle continuously, and Cecil's eyes widened when he saw it.
No way? Again? ! !
He opened his mouth and was about to recite some scriptures, but a powerful force instantly shut his mouth and he couldn't utter a single word.
The black fog formed a circle in the night, and the man's face slowly appeared. His expression was cold, no different from before his death. The only difference was that the irrational and crazy murderous intent in his eyes was gone, and his dark pupils just glanced at Cecil lightly.
Unfortunately, Cecil didn't notice this. His eyes were dull and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead. He could clearly feel that the male ghost's power was not just a little bit greater and he was no match for him at all.
It seems that I will definitely die this time.
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