Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke Chapter 222: It ’s hard to get rid of the ghost (4)

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When Shi Sheng still ate meat, hey, smell ...

Feng Jin looked around at the table and wanted to reach out for white food. It was also a black line. Not only did his personality become detached, did IQ go offline?

Shi Sheng said that it was not the IQ that went offline, but she was not used to being a ghost.

You can't eat meat.

Negative!

It's not good to be a ghost.

Shi Sheng floated in front of Feng Jin, "Is there any way to make me return to Yang?"

Finally, the male lead has returned, and she can certainly return it.

Feng Jin looked up at her, and her gloomy eyes were filled with sorrow, and the temperature around him seemed to freeze, squeezing Shi Sheng with a heavy weight.

Shi Sheng frowned and was talking. Suddenly she felt that she couldn't move, as if she had invisible rope tied her limbs, her body could not move at all.

What about grass?

Feng Jin stood up, and some pale fingers pinched Sheng Sheng's chin, raising it slightly.

At the moment of being contacted by Feng Jin, Shi Sheng felt that his jaw was corroded by strong sulfuric acid. That sour feeling, he just wanted to die.

"Ning Ye, what good does Nalan Ying give you, let you come back and test me, eh?"

Hold the grass, who will try you, there is a cat cake!

Shi Sheng grinned in pain, summoned the iron sword and chopped towards Feng Jin.

When your baby is vegetarian?

Feng Jin frowned when the iron sword appeared. This sword ...

However, Iron Sword did not give Feng Jin a chance to think, and cut it down according to his head.

Feng Jin wants to avoid the iron sword, he must release Shi Sheng. When he let go, the iron sword immediately closed, flew back to Shi Sheng, and cut off the invisible rope on her body.

As soon as the restraint was released, Shi Sheng covered her chin, jumped in pain, and rushed towards Feng Jin, "Feng Jin, you have a cat cake!"

Laozi's chin.

Damn it, isn't it?

Feng Jin stood across the sofa and looked at her with a deep gloomy glance—the iron sword beside him.

It took a while for Sheng to feel that the burning pain had been reduced by a few points. When he looked up, he saw Feng Jin's eyes on the iron sword.

"What does Nalan Ying want you to ask me from me?" Feng Jin looked away, and her voice was a little daunting.

He just hasn't seen her for a month. She even had an unknown sword and betrayed him ...

Thinking of this, Feng Jin's heart burst into anger, and those who betrayed him should be damned.

The bottom of my eyes seems to be brewing violent storms, tearing Shi Sheng apart.

"Hey, don't be black." When she noticed that Feng Jin's expression was a little bit wrong, Shi Sheng hurried out. "I and Nalan Ying have nothing to do with it. How could a man like me see you ... So what do you watch me do? Do n’t believe me? Then I ca n’t help it. ”

Shi Sheng spread his arms, his face ‘you believe it or not, anyway, this is what Lao Tzu said’.

Blackening out the words.

It's not cute, it's definitely not her phoenix.

Shi Sheng took the iron sword, judged the strength of the enemy and ours, and finally chose to give up.

She wanted him to come over and touch herself. If it wasn't Fengci, she would chop him in minutes.

But now she's not sure, she dare not hack.

Feng Jin stared at her without knowing what she was thinking.

The whole space is quiet, the ghost is not breathing, but Shi Sheng can hardly hear Feng Jin's breath.

If it wasn't for his chest still undulating, she suspected that the goods were also a ghost.

"Show me tonight."

Feng Jin dropped this sentence and turned into the study.

To show him?

What should I show him?

It's almost!

I'm so angry.

Shi Sheng's latte sword poked at the sofa of Feng Jin's house, and finally felt deflated, and then cut a few swords, so the innocent sofa was divided.

...

Half an hour before twelve, Feng Jin came out of the room and saw his mess in the room, silent for a moment.

He looked at the high-sit sitting on a pile of scraps, leaning on Erlang's legs, supporting his head, and humming the unknown little white ghost.

If it wasn't for her and her, he really had to doubt that she had been impersonated.

In the past, Ning Yue had a small temperament, but she was very obedient. How dare she be so pretentious in front of him.

This is to demolish his house.

Feng Jin clicked with his fingers, what to do if she wanted to choke her.

Shi Sheng dragged his iron sword to Feng Jin and waved his hand arrogantly, "Lead the way."

Well, I want to choke her more.

The light in the room is a bit dim. The face of Feng Jin is hidden in the darkness and cannot be seen real, but those eyes exude a faint cold light.

Shi Sheng wandered a distance in a vigilant manner, "Those who sell themselves but not show themselves, although I'm your ghost, but you want to come to personal ghosts, I firmly disagree."

Not showcasing?

The bed art?

Feng Jin endured Sheng's impulse when he died, and opened the door to go out.

When Shi Sheng didn't keep up, he slammed the door shut.

Shi Sheng was frightened to brake, and her expression was extremely rich.

No, she can walk straight through the wall and stop?

Shi Sheng dragged the iron sword and was about to come out through the door. She was out, but the iron sword was stuck.

Iron swords are physical, so naturally they cannot pass through doors.

Feng Jin watched Silently stupidly.

Result ...

The door of his house is a glorious sacrifice, there is no place to die.

Cut in half! !!

Feng Jin: "..."

This violent maniac! !!

Shi Sheng dragged the iron sword out of the door with satisfaction. How could this trivial matter be **** her?

Iron sword cannot be put away. Feng Jin's goods have Murderous Qi for her.

"Take it away." Feng Jin looked away from the corpse of the security door that completed the mission and fell on Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng hid the iron sword behind his back. "The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the weapon cannot be dropped. This is a weapon forged by my soul. Do not accept."

Feng Jin: "..." Where is the second disease?

He took a deep breath, "It cannot be invisible, it will attract attention."

"You tease me, who is not afraid to die outside this time, afraid to encounter a ghost?"

Shi Sheng made it clear that he would n’t accept it. What can you do with me?

Feng Jin glanced at the damaged security door again and turned silently towards the elevator.

Although he lives in an ordinary residential area, there is no one on this floor. Even if someone comes, he can't get in, so the door is open.

Shi Sheng Fang Bian Fang Bing followed, and continued to try to touch him unwillingly.

Feng Jinmu does not squint and ignores her.

When Sheng got in the car, Shi Sheng calmed down.

She has to find a way to suppress her and Feng Jin's deed, otherwise he really wants to mess with Feng Jin. He wants to kill himself, and he probably can't run away.

Contracts have a lot of constraints.

For example, the ghost deed she concluded with Feng Jin is a master-servant contract.

Feng Jin wants her to die, and she basically has no resistance.

For the sake of his life, Shi Sheng decided that he would n’t dial the seal recently.

When you find a way, dial him.

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