A man in ancient costume.

He was at least 1.8 meters tall, tall and thin. His hair was tied up high, and he was tied with a gray linen cloth. The head of the servant was a little loose, and a few strands of hair were hanging messily on his shoulders.

The body is covered with gray linen, patches are stacked with patches, old style and rough texture. There is only a pair of satin soap boots, with meticulous workmanship and exquisite shape, which is very inconsistent with a frugal outfit.

She also has a set of this outfit.

Yun Xi bent down and lowered the torch. The swaying light yellow fire light hit the man's quiet sleeping face, looking very peaceful.

Although my eyes were closed, it can be guessed from the curve of the outer and the inner curling, when I opened it, I should have a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. Under the bridge of my high nose, there were two thin lips, and the light pink color showed a bit of softness. Even though I was wearing a coarse old cloth, it could not stop the elegance between his eyebrows.

Yun Xi frowned the sword eyebrows that looked a little like the man and slowly stood up.

For several moments, she held her breath and wanted to poke her hand out and gently stroke the young outline.

Life is so beautiful, like a peerless and rare treasure. The chief tutor couldn't help but want to touch it so that he could understand the preciousness of it.

I feel a little reluctant, after all, I will be beaten to pieces before I get started, and I am always regretful.

But as long as it is worth it, she will not be ruthless.

The left hand suddenly raised, and the silk silk like a ghost suddenly flew out, suddenly spreading its four corners in the air, then floated down, covering the man in a flat manner.

Then, she waved her right hand, and the branches with fire somersaulted in the air and fell steadily on the raised chest of silk. As soon as the flame touched silk, a large fire of burning eyes suddenly ignited.

In just a blink of an eye, the silk and the man burned in full and violently like firewood splashed with gasoline.

Yun Xi noticed that the dry grass clippings under the man were not licked by the greedy flames.

This scene is really weird.

Despite its strangeness, all this is true.

All the reasons are caused by a bet.

A gambling game for the ghost.

Because of this bet, she was involved in an accident and traveled here inexplicably.

Although this bet is boring, it does not prevent her from using the competitive spirit of the ghost messengers as her capital to bargain.

The price mentioned is the "plug-in" in front of you."

In just a moment, the flames burned out. When the last cluster of flames suddenly disappeared, the young man wrapped in white silk had turned into a grayish-white powder trace, spreading flat on the grass, covered with a layer of fluorescent blue light.

Yun Xi put his right index finger between his teeth and bit him hard.

He stretched out his hand and a few scarlet blood beads fell into the ash mark. As soon as the blood beads rolled, the light dust stuck firmly to the surface.

Finally, the blood rolled into a small gray-white ball.

one two three······

She murmured in her heart.

The situation stated in the silk book has not yet occurred.

Was it still a ghost messenger?

Yun Xi was a little suspicious, and the next second, the dust on the ground suddenly flew up, spinning around the sky and dancing, making her unable to open her eyes for a moment.

She raised her arms and covered her eyes, mouth and nose with her cuffs. After a long time, she heard the whistling sound of the wind beside her ears weakened.

When I opened my eyes again, the fluorescent beads condensed from the blood beads were hanging in the air. With it as the center, all the dust was slowly gathering.

Finally, a tall body slowly gathered and formed.

She then breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost messengers were quite honest.

The man re-formed, his face was still the same as before, but his hairstyle and clothes had changed.

Under the white white jade crown, long ink hair was neatly tied up. The old coarse cloth clothes turned into white silk long gowns, covered with plain brocade cloaks, and a soft white ribbon tied under the collar. The hem of the clothes danced in the wind, flowing and light. There was also a faint silver light all over the body.

Not like a ghost, but more like an immortal.

"You are mine."

Yun Xi raised his chin slightly, reached out to touch the man's eyebrows, with a little smugness.

The man's eyes suddenly opened, and with a terrifying cold air, he looked straight at Yun Xi.

Yun Xi was not afraid of him awake so suddenly, and was a little scared.

It was midnight, and it was in the wilderness again. It was normal to face such a monster who didn’t know whether it was a human or a ghost alone. It was a bit weak for a moment.

But she quickly calmed down. Since she had taken action, she should follow her plan.

She raised her courage, raised her arm, tapped the man's eyebrows again, squinted her eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are mine."

The man frowned slightly, as if he was confused, and as if he was very unhappy. He opened his thin lips lightly and his voice was low, "You?"

"Me?" Yun Xi paused for a moment, then sneered, and said confidently: "I am your master, Yun Xi."

Unexpectedly, the next second, the man waved his hand and punched her hard, hitting her forehead with a fierce look, like a fierce ghost.

"You are not Yunxi!"

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