In the dim room, only a red candle was shining.
Yang Fan seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, his expression was dull and his movements were stiff. Then he walked step by step to the side of the coffin.
“Swish!”
Under the gaze of the female ghost in red skirt, Yang Fan suddenly lifted his feet, held the edge of the coffin and slowly lay down in it.
quiet!
The room was quiet!
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the female ghost in the red dress, and then she turned and walked to a corner of the room.
There was a dressing table in the corner with a makeup mirror on it and a black bowl in front of the mirror.
“Whoosh!”
The female ghost in the red dress walked to the front of the mirror, reached out and picked up the black bowl, then turned and came to the side of the coffin.
If you look down from the air, you will find Yang Fan lying upright in the coffin. At this moment, he is not only sleeping very peacefully, but even the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, as if he encountered something happy in his sleep.
But these are not the key points. The key point is that there is a faint blood mist in the coffin. The blood mist even fills the entire coffin, but not a trace of it overflows from the coffin.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The female ghost in the red dress stood quietly beside the coffin, staring at Yang Fan with a strange look, as if she was admiring a work of art.
Looking at Yang Fan again, he seemed to have fallen into a complete coma, unaware of everything around him, and had completely become a piece of fish at the mercy of others!
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, the female ghost in the red dress leaned over, stretched out a hand, and touched Yang Fan's eyes directly.
“Crack! Crack!”
A terrifying scene appeared. The female ghost in red skirt took out Yang Fan's two eyeballs and put them into the bowl in her hand. Then, she held the bowl and turned to walk towards the dressing table in the corner.
"when!"
The female ghost in the red dress came to the dressing table and suddenly placed the bowl casually on the table. Then she smoothed her long hair in front of the mirror and finally tied her long hair behind her head.
Next, the female ghost in the red skirt suddenly bent down, took out her eyeballs, and threw them into the bowl.
“Crack! Crack!”
Two more crisp sounds were heard, and the female ghost in the red dress actually picked up Yang Fan's eyeballs and put them into her own eye sockets.
quiet!
The room was quiet!
Yang Fan, lying in the coffin, was still sleeping very peacefully, as if he didn't know that his eyes had been taken out, and there was no expression of pain on his face.
Looking at the female ghost in red skirt again, at this moment, she seemed to have encountered something exciting. Not only were her hands trembling slightly, but her body was also shaking slightly.
“Swish!”
After a moment, the female ghost in the red dress suddenly raised her head and looked straight at the makeup mirror in front of her. At the same time, a nervous and expectant expression appeared on her face.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The room was still quiet, but the expression on the face of the female ghost in the red dress suddenly became stiff.
"How could this happen? Why is there no effect? Did I make a mistake? Impossible! I definitely wouldn't be mistaken. These are clearly a pair of Heavenly Dao Divine Eyes..."
The expression of the female ghost in the red dress suddenly became a little ferocious. She stared at herself in the mirror with her eyes wide open, and even rubbed her eyes fiercely with her hands.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The female ghost in the red dress seemed like a madman. She kept lowering her head, raising her head, wiping her eyes, and then staring straight at herself in the mirror.
Once, twice, three times...
As the female ghost in red skirt kept repeating this set of actions, the expression on her face became more and more ferocious. At the same time, a trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
"how so?"
Suddenly, the female ghost in red dress roared angrily, turned around and waved her sleeves at the coffin. Yang Fan, who was lying in the coffin, was ejected and fell heavily at the feet of the female ghost in red dress.
"Ouch!"
After a cry of pain, Yang Fan seemed to wake up from his coma. He fumbled around on the ground for a while, but the next second, he froze in place.
"What's going on? Why can't I see anything?"
"Huh? Where are my eyes? Why are my eyes gone?"
"You...you took off my eyes?"
"Damn it! You vicious female ghost, what on earth did you do to me?"
…
After a moment of panic, Yang Fan quickly calmed down. Although he lost a pair of eyes, he was at least still alive. This also indirectly proved that the red-skirted female ghost had no intention of killing him for the time being.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The sound of high heels suddenly rang out. Although Yang Fan couldn't see the situation around him, he could still hear that the female ghost in the red dress was pacing back and forth in front of him.
What on earth is this female ghost trying to do?
Why did she take out my eyes?
Could it be... that she knows that I have a pair of divine eyes?
When Yang Fan thought of this, he suddenly couldn't help but shudder, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
However, before Yang Fan could ponder it carefully, he heard the red-dressed ghost's voice asking, "Tell me! Why is your Heavenly Dao Divine Pupil having no effect at all?"
Boom!
At this moment, a bolt from the blue suddenly struck Yang Fan’s mind!
As expected, this damn female ghost in red skirt actually noticed my Heavenly Dao Divine Pupil and even had evil intentions of taking it!
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Yang Fan laughed wildly, then he raised his head, opened his two blood-red eye holes, and looked straight at the place where the red-skirted female ghost was standing.
"Haha! So what you're attracted to... isn't my looks, but these divine eyes!"
"Ah! I told you... Although I'm handsome and elegant, and little girls scream when they see me, no matter how handsome and charming I am, how can I possibly charm a ghost?"
"By the way, I'm curious, how did you know I have a pair of divine pupils? Are there any words engraved on my eyes?"
…
Instead of showing any fear, Yang Fan burst into laughter. However, there was a hint of bitterness and helplessness hidden in his laughter.
There was no way. The female ghost in red skirt was too scary. Yang Fan couldn't cause any trouble in front of her.
It feels like an ant standing in front of an elephant. Even if the ant has cheats or even a golden finger, it is still an ant after all and can never defeat an elephant!
well!
So sad!
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