Chapter 1493: Open tear (5)

Chapter 1493 Opening and tearing (5)
Fu Yimeng stood up and looked at the sizzling window like a sharp arrow: she came...
'砰砰砰......砰砰砰......' The window was hit by a beggar. After another look, Fu Yi clenched the mahogany sword, watching it for a moment, and watching the meditation of tension: not coming in, not entering Come, can't get in...
However, God did not seem to hear his prayers. The closed window was slammed open. A ghost wearing a white robe and a scar on his face flew in. The evil smacked toward Fu Yi: Still my life..."
Fu Yi glanced at him, grabbed the spells on the bed, and threw the wild ghosts into the past: he guessed that the ghost would not let him go, so he made a lot of arrangements, the door, the window was his first The defense line, the first line of defense is broken, it does not matter, he has a second...
The white sneaks licked their teeth and waved their claws. The evil spirits tore the flying spells.
Fu Yi’s pupils shrank sharply, and this ghost was not afraid of spells!
"I am still coming..." The white ghost who tore the spell, holding a long nail, once again slammed into Fu Yi.
Fu Yi sideways avoided his attack and ran forward quickly...
The white ghosts are not eager to catch up...
One person, one ghost, so in the room, you chased me and escaped...
Fu Yi was weak and ran for thirty or forty laps. Some of them could not support it. The footsteps gradually slowed down, and the white ghosts were very good. They floated in the air for a long time, and they were not tired. He was not slow. Floating, and the distance between Fu Yi is getting closer and closer, getting closer...
Seeing that the white singer is about to rush to him, Fu Yi glances at him, clenching his hand in the mahogany sword, and swearing at the white singer.
The white-faced ghost smiled and shunned the attack of Fu Yi. He reached out and grabbed his wrist. He screamed at him: "I still have my life... I am still coming..."
The cold breath was sprayed on the face, and Fu Yi’s frozen face was pale, his mind was awkward, and the cold touch on his wrist made him feel a cold war. The thoughts of Shenyou were sober and earned. He was restrained by the white ghost, and he looked at him on alert.
I saw that the white ghost still stared at him, word by word: "I still have my life, I am still coming..."
The sinister tone, the debt-seeking gaze, I saw Fu Yi’s heart flustered and blurted out:
Brown...you can’t blame me for your death...

"Do not blame you... blame who... you killed me..." The white singer screamed at Fu Yi, the raging anger in the scorpion, as if to smother him.
Fu Yi was full of grievances and said nothing, blurted out: "Do you think I want to kill you? Who makes your family famous... If you are unknown, I will not kill you..."
The accusation of arrogance and arrogance, the white ghosts are full of disdain, Fu Yi means that the family is a notorious pirate, Fu Yi will marry them.
But since Fu Yi thinks that Shasha is damned, you kill her is correct, then you are a little bit harder, and you will kill the ghost of Shasha again. As you are now, fear, panic, obviously is a loss. thing……
Such a person, he is the most despised, that is, the world is not told, he will also scare Fu Yi half dead...
Thinking of this, the white-haired ghost looked up and screamed at Fu Yidao: "Excuses, excuses...all excuses..."
At the end of the last chapter, I will take a look at the early kisses.
(End of this chapter)