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Chapter 227 This face, this face, He Gong (Part 2)

After writing the last word, Sima Jin breathed a sigh of relief and put down the ink pen.

A dim shadow was swimming on the wall. Sima Jin didn't look up, and while packing the documents, he opened his mouth: "What else is there to talk about tomorrow."

After waiting for a long time, there was no reply, Xiaozhuli was so quiet that it was a bit unusual.

"Black impermanence..."

Halfway through the conversation, Sima Jin stopped abruptly. He looked up at the shadow swimming on the wall, and his face gradually became cold under the veil.

"Legendary Lord?"

Sima Jin thought something.

The shadow on the wall smiled and peeled off inch as if the skin hanging on the wall was hanging on the ground, turning into a man like black smoke.

"Sure enough, you all know."

Although the man was laughing, there was no expression on his face. The laughter was so weird that Shangguan Wan'er, who was about to fall asleep on the couch, shuddered and had no sleepiness.

"Who!" Shangguan Wan'er sat up nervously, looking at the man who suddenly appeared in Xiaozhu in shock and suspicion.

"Great Ghost." The man said, looking up and down at Sima Jin.

Blasts of black smoke overflowed from him, swaying and wandering inside the small building, covering the moonlight outside the window. Within ten steps, it seemed like another world, the quiet underworld and the vast yellow spring were all generated in the ghost's every move.

Shangguan Wan'er stayed for a while until the atmosphere inside gradually became silent and calm, and a hint of panic appeared on her face. Less than half a month after leaving the Kingdom of Women, the experiences and experiences along the way were enough to write a thick book, and she always kept meeting strange people. With these people, there were dangers she had never encountered before. At first, Shangguan Wan'er was a little strange, just like watching the fun, but over time, when she finally realized that she had come to another completely different world, and those dangers might take her life at any time, the prime minister from the Kingdom of Women also began to feel uneasy and fear.

"He wanted to kill us."

A cold voice came, Shangguan Wan'er's heart tightened, and then she jumped straight, her face turned pale.

"You said it wrong, you are the only one I want to kill."

Ghost said, his eyes firmly locking on Sima Jin, who seemed calm, and a tyrannical look overflowed between his eyebrows.

The atmosphere inside the Xiaozhu became more and more strange. Gui Da looked cruel and cruel, but he didn't take action for a long time. Shangguan Wan'er curled up nervously and her face turned pale. As for the girl sitting alone in front of the desk, she did not show any panic from beginning to end. Her plain white skirt gauze seemed to be a little orchid on the branches in the dark ghost world, noble and elegant, and unstoppable and humiliating.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The more I looked at Sima Jin, the more strange the ghost became, and I couldn't help asking.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Sima Jin said lightly, the clouds and winds were light and the waves were not revealed, which also made Shangguan Wan'er's rapid heartbeat gradually calm down.

He snorted coldly, Gui Da laughed hideously, shook his head and said, "Can you still wait for the eight hundred ghost army scouts? No matter how powerful the Black Wuchang Yin Art is, it cannot enter my ghost realm. The Ghost Army cannot come, and the Sima family cannot come. I am a heavenly grade, you are in the ghost realm again. How sure are you to beat me?"

The legendary owners are all weird and hysterical, and they are afraid that others will look down on him. Before killing, they always like to tell the truth and enjoy the pleasure brought by the despair of the dying person. This is somewhat similar to the strange Batman, who is also a different kind.

"No."

Unexpectedly, Sima Jin admitted.

Even though she was in the state of death, she was still as calm as ever, without any fear. She made Guida angry, and she was itchy and helpless.

Just when Ghost was so impatient that he wanted to end this boring game as soon as possible, he saw the girl opposite him stand up.

A look of alert flashed in his eyes. Sima Jin had already spoken to wait for the ghost to take action.

"Women do not have to fight with their lives like men."

It was not just saying to Gui Da, but to the trembling Shangguan Wan'er, Sima Jin said.

"The best weapon for a woman is the woman himself. Since you come to Dakuang, you must learn how to deal with the world. A woman's weapon is not weaker than a man's sword and gun. However, you must not use it lightly until you are absolutely necessary. If you are used to it, you will hurt yourself."

Sima Jin's voice was filled with a different kind of calmness, as light as the autumn moon, which came into Shangguan Wan'er's ears, and inadvertently dispelled the suffocation of the ghost realm.

The breathing gradually became stable. Shangguan Wan'er looked at Sima Jin and was suddenly stunned, but thought of what Guida said before.

Sima Family....

"Sima family! This is Sima family! Then you are..."

Shangguan Wan'er said in surprise, staring at Sima Jin in a daze, with a complicated expression.

In a blink of an eye, her complexity was replaced by panic.

"Enough!"

Gui Da really couldn't stand the feeling of setting up a dead end, but his prey was indifferent. He looked at the veiled girl thoughtfully and sneered: "Aren't you talking about a beauty trick? Hahaha, we are all used to destroying flowers with harsh hands. If you are born beautiful, you will be happy to kill with your own hands."

"Beauty plan?"

Sima Jin's voice was strange and a bit ridiculous. The long night was long, so she was too lazy to drag it down.

He raised his plain hand, as delicate as jade, and moved towards the veil.

For some reason, when Sima Jin raised his hand, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he felt a little nervous.

In the blink of an eye, he forced himself to hold back, sneered, and the ghost stepped towards Sima Jin, with two cold fronts appearing in his sleeve.

After two steps, the veil fell to the ground, and the ghost stopped halfway. With a trembling hand, the two cold fronts fell to the ground.

A ray of moonlight penetrated from the cramped and dark world of ghost realms, followed by another ray, two rays, three rays, and four rays... The moonlight tonight was particularly bright, falling from the clouds like water, and thousands of threads turned into all kinds of charm and pierced through the ghost realms in the small building, full of holes and dense.

The moon rises and the people are charming.

On the delicate face of jade porcelain, the eyes that cut off the weak water in Yaochi blinked in a blink of an eye. The moon was in full bloom, endless, tearing the dark ghost realm apart.

The light was repeated in the small building, and the moon fat was like a elixir. It was wrapped around the green jade fingers, and then spread out, covering the girl.

Sima Jin stood quietly in the moonlight, looking at the dazed ghost, the moon flowing, and the hazy face, as quiet as the fairy in the Nine Heavens, and as charming as the peerless demon concubine.

In ancient times, beautiful women fell into fish and geese, smiled at the city and then smiled at the country, but they were as good as stars and moon dancing, flattering and competing for favor.

Not only was the ghost wide open his mouth and motionless, but even Shangguan Wan'er was stunned.

"Kill him."

A cold voice came out of the pair of fragrant lips that outlined the star color. Shangguan Wan'er looked at Sima Jin in a daze, then at Gui Da, and her heart shivered. She couldn't help but walk to Gui Da's side until she picked up the dagger and stabbed it into Gui Da's neck. She suddenly woke up.

Her heart was beating wildly. Shangguan Wan'er stared at Gui Da who was lying on her feet with a pale face. The cold bloody fingertips made her wake up suddenly.

Looking back suddenly, Shangguan Wan'er looked at the woman who was extremely unfamiliar under the moonlight. She couldn't open her mouth and wanted to say anything, but in a flash, the words on her mouth were dispersed by unreasonable shame.

There is such a woman in the world, like a demon or an immortal, countless times more beautiful than His Majesty, and she is indescribable beauty...

Shangguan Wan'er held the dagger and stood there in a daze, her mind was in chaos until the veil was hung again and the bright moon faded. Shangguan Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Carry up here."

Sima Jin sat back in front of the desk, looked at Shangguan Wan'er and said.

Shangguan Wan'er obediently dragged Guida's body behind the screen, wiped her hands, lowered her eyebrows and walked to Sima Jin with her eyes open, and stood with her head down, as obedient as she was when she served Your Majesty.

Sima, the same surname is naturally a descendant of the royal family of the Jin Dynasty. After seeing Sima Jin's appearance, she also learned about her royal identity, her bones and her inextricable awe made Shangguan Wan'er, who was confused, play the role of Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Women, but she changed her Majesty.

He looked at Shangguan Wan'er strangely, but Sima Jin ignored it. His eyes fell to the bead chains beads beads beaded on his wrist, holding his chin, and his eyes were blurred.

"Do you want to tell him...forget so that he won't worry."

Taking out the glass bottle, Sima Jin lifted the pen, hesitated for a moment, smiled, and wrote down the pen--I just killed another legendary master, have you been to Uncle Yi's house?

The glass bottle was thrown back, and Sima Jin waited quietly.

One incense stick, two incense sticks...

Half an hour, one hour...

The sky outside the window was covered with white fish belly, and Shangguan Wan'er was drowsy.

The sandalwood burned to the tail root, and the green smoke was scattered around, dyed with a plain white veil, which also made the girl's eyes dim, a little confused, and a little complicated. As the sandalwood burned out, it gradually condensed.

"Did you take it seriously? Such a clumsy joke is worse than your cold joke..."

An inexplicable voice slid out from Sima Jin's lips and became dispersed as the blue smoke became.

That year, in the East China Sea, I heard Uncle Yi tell his past stories and the women who entered his life but left quickly. Sima Jin smiled and said that Mr. Yi was too fickle, while Mr. Yi said that men in the world were the same, and he only hated that women were easily dissipated like water. Then he made that bet. If Sima Jin met someone he liked in the future, Mr. Yi would first "assess"... With Mr. Yi's behavior, at most he would make a harmless joke and scare him.

"After all, it's not..."

The messy eyes gradually became cold, and a self-deprecating smile flashed. Sima Jin stood up, took off the bead chain and threw it on several tables casually.

I waited for a night, but it seemed like I had been waiting for a lifetime, but I couldn't wait. Care was a mess, and even Sima Jin, who had always been indifferent, could not stop her heart from losing.

How could she have thought that Mr. Yi had left halfway, and An Bochen met the legendary master who came to ambush him?

"Sima...Hongfu, do you want this bead chain?"

"If you like it, just take it."

The steps were slightly stagnant and then stopped.

"Where are you going?" Shangguan Wan'er asked anxiously at Sima Jin's back.

Yes, where are you going now?

Sima Jin murmured in his heart, his eyes aroused, and he walked past the window frame, crossed the deep mansion that had been trapped for three years, and fell to the tall building with intermittent sounds of piano.

Forget it, I will help you for the last time.

The morning breeze lifted the veil, and the face that made the moonlight danced for it appeared and there seemed to be something passing quietly in the eyes of the water cutting.

Who is the man of heaven? In this life, who can stand up straight behind you and wait for you to look back?

Beauty is a disaster for the world... It is also a natural bottomless pit.

That year, the Sima family's daughter grew up and met her ancestor. Dakuang's only goddess master looked at her for a long time, thankful and pitying, and said so.

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