"Uh... Zhao Lu, what are you doing?" Yang Fan moved his gaze to Zhao Lu's face with difficulty, trying hard to control himself from staring elsewhere.
"Chairman, I'm a little scared and I don't dare to sleep alone at night." Zhao Lu said pitifully.
"Uh...what are you afraid of? I've already cleaned this villa, so there won't be any dirt there. Besides, I'm sleeping next door to you..."
“Swish!”
Before Yang Fan could finish his words, Zhao Lu threw herself into his arms and even said in a sweet voice, "Chairman, I'm really scared. Can't you be merciful and pity me?"
Yang Fan, who was suddenly hugged by Zhao Lu, was stunned for a moment, because he clearly felt that Zhao Lu was really not wearing anything under her nightgown.
In the dead of night, a beautiful woman dressed so coolly suddenly broke into his bedroom and hugged him tightly. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that something inappropriate for children would happen next.
However, not only did Yang Fan not reveal any color, but he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up!
The spirit of evil!
Zhao Lu actually carried a strong aura of evil spirits!
This ghost energy seemed to be deliberately compressed. Before Yang Fan had physical contact with Zhao Lu, he could not sense this ghost energy at all.
But when Zhao Lu hugged Yang Fan, this evil spirit burst out from her body in an instant like a ignited barrel of explosives!
“Whoosh!”
Without any hesitation, Yang Fan pushed Zhao Lu away from his arms, but he never expected that a thumb-thick hemp rope appeared in Zhao Lu's hand. The whole hemp rope was blood red and looked very creepy.
These are not the key points. The key point is that one end of the hemp rope was held in Zhao Lu's hand, but the other end was firmly locked around Yang Fan's neck!
“Hehehe…”
As Zhao Lu let out a series of terrifying and eerie laughs, the blood-red hemp rope instantly stretched into a straight line, and Yang Fan immediately felt difficulty breathing, and an unbearable feeling of restraint came from his neck.
Damn it!
Zhao Lu is possessed by a ghost!
Yang Fan reacted quickly and reached out to touch his Qiankun bag, but unexpectedly found nothing.
It was not until this moment that Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he had thrown the Qiankun bag on the bedside while taking a shower. After finishing the phone call, he did not think much about it and ran over to open the door.
What made Yang Fan even more depressed was that before taking a bath, he took off the amulet and even washed the two runes on the palm of his hand.
In other words, at this moment, Yang Fan had no Qiankun bag, no amulet, no palm thunder and no immobilization spell, and he had completely become a piece of fish that could be slaughtered at will!
what to do?
Is it going to capsize in the gutter this time?
“Hehehe…”
Seeing Zhao Lu's smile becoming more and more ferocious, and the suffocating feeling on his neck becoming more and more severe, Yang Fan suddenly had an idea, and then he shouted in his heart: "Xiaoyu, come out and save me!"
“Whoosh!”
A hazy figure suddenly appeared behind Yang Fan, and a cold wind blew around him instantly.
At this moment, Zhao Lu seemed to have seen something terrifying. Her laughter stopped abruptly, her eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened, and her body began to tremble slightly.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Without any warning, Yang Fan only saw countless strands of hair suddenly shooting out from behind him and then tied Zhao Lu up tightly.
"Aiya!"
Zhao Lu let out a horrible scream, and the bloody hemp rope in her hand suddenly loosened and fell down softly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Fan immediately untied the hemp rope around his neck, and then threw it aside, panting and shouting, "Xiaoyu, be careful, don't hurt Zhao Lu!"
Perhaps having received Yang Fan's order, Nie Xiaoyu, who was floating in the air, simply tied Zhao Lu with her hair and did not take the next step.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Yang Fan was breathing heavily, touching his neck, and then looked at Zhao Lu with a look of surprise and doubt.
"Aiya!"
Zhao Lu was seen twisting her body desperately, as if trying to break free from Nie Xiaoyu's hair, but no matter how hard she tried, Nie Xiaoyu's hair bound her tightly.
"Chairman, save me... wuwu..."
Maybe she felt that she was in danger, Zhao Lu actually showed a pitiful expression, and then looked at Yang Fan with red eyes. She looked so pitiful with tears in her eyes!
Yang Fan: “…”
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