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103 Did Her First Love Die

Feng Yuanman felt the pain that hit the ground, and every cell in her body was clamoring for pain. She opened her eyes in a daze, her eyes flashed with a sinister cold light, and she pushed away Song Yang who was blocking her eyes, suddenly got up from the ground, and walked towards the only door that could allow her to go out.
Perhaps because of the different aura, the transparent automatic door did not open, and even caused a malfunctioning sound.
The automatic door could not be opened, which completely annoyed the female ghost hidden in Feng Yuanman's body. She knocked on the glass hard without moving. With the brute force of this fat body, she rushed towards the glass door desperately.
If you don’t open once, then twice, two times are not enough, three times are fine.
I don’t know how many times Feng Yuanman bumped, but with a sound, the automatic electronic door glass began to spread from a small crack until the whole door turned into a hazy white. Generally, the double-layer glass would not break into the ground, but there would be dense fine lines.
Such a crazy move has attracted countless attention, and everyone is not only surprised, but this child is crazy, right?
Song Yang and Shen Qianran were also frightened. Not to mention what would happen to the glass door, they would be bleeding in a short while.
Song Yang wanted to hold the fat girl, but he didn't expect that the other party was as strong as a cow. When she pulled her like this, the arm that was crushed and broken by her was in pain.
Shen Qianran was also speechless about this change. He quickly helped his friend up, afraid that he would touch the disabled arm, so he could not take care of Feng Yuanman for a while. Unexpectedly, she hit the glass door again, and the system made an alarm sound. Song Yang couldn't help but gasp, "Hurry, Qianran, hurry up, stop it! Damn, it's so evil."
Perhaps because they had been with Di Wu Nian for a long time, when they encountered such a thing, they would definitely think of ghosts. It would be easier to understand when they saw Feng Yuanman's excited behavior again.
Wumian was shocked and stopped, even the trotting pace began to become messy.
He could see clearly that the female ghost hidden in Feng Yuanman's body wanted to escape from the hospital, as if she was trapped by some kind of formation, so she would use Feng Yuanman's body to act excessively.
He is just fine with catching ghosts. When it comes to formations, he will definitely be worse than the girl from the fifth day of the world. "Hurry, you two should hold her up."
Song Yang and Shen Qianran are both family members. They thought it would be no longer a problem to win Feng Yuanman together. Unexpectedly, the little fat girl would be so strong that she could throw the two big men out. She accelerated her pace and shook off her Buddhist beads. She stepped on the service desk on the first floor and threw her towards Feng Yuanman, directly trapping her. The female ghost struggled desperately, but she could not break free. She could only abandon Feng Yuanman's body and turned into a wisp of white mist and floated out.
Feng Yuanman woke up from the pain and felt that his head was so painful that it was a little sticky. He touched his forehead. The bright red blood stained her big hand. "Blood?" He dripped a lot of blood. The first thing he thought of was not to miss this pig teammate who cheated people.
First, she was asked to pretend to be a pregnant woman. Although her belly was a little bigger, this approach was too hurtful!
Then he was hit by a ghost again, and now he doesn’t even know how to carry someone on his head?
"Is this kid crazy? What are you doing when you hit the glass door desperately?"
"Where did I know? Maybe this fat girl is a mental illness from the psychiatric department?"
"Oh my God, we have to stay away from us. We are so cruel to ourselves. If we hit people madly, we might be the one who is unlucky."
Listening to the discussions of others, Feng Yuanman burst into tears and felt strange eyes coming from all directions. Even if she denied that she was not mentally ill, no one would believe it.
She covered her hot cheeks and thought that she would faint immediately.
Chen Qianran supported Song Yang, and the two walked to her side, "You are okay, Miss!"
Before Feng Yuanman could figure out whether he needed to pretend to be injured and expressed his weakness, someone came forward to ask her with concern how she was doing?
After such a big disturbance, even now it has attracted so many security guards to surround him. Feng Yuanman really wants to faint, as long as he faints, it will be fine.
It's really embarrassing!
I wanted to look back and respond to the other party’s concern, but I accidentally saw Song Yang!
Feng Yuanman was so panicked that she was at a loss. She was really looking forward to seeing Song Yang before. In the future, she was fantasizing about the day when he came, what would she say to him the first thing?
I have thought about it thousands of ways, but I never thought I would meet it at such an awkward moment.
Feng Yuanman's eyes turned red. It hurts this time, and it hurts so much that it hurts!
At this time, Song Yang and Shen Qianran also recognized Master Wu Nian. He saw that he was throwing Buddhist beads and fighting. Sometimes when he was knocked back, he guessed something in his heart, but the other onlookers did not think there was a ghost.
"Drink! What's wrong with this today? Are the psychiatric doctors resting? Why did one or two mentally ills come out?"
"This hospital is really scary."
Don't miss him and spit, how could he look mentally ill?
Wumeng is a master with a Taoist practice. It must be harder for the female ghost to escape from him than climbing to the sky. She suddenly had a plan in her mind and dodged left and right. It seemed that she was not as good as Wumeng's attack, but in fact she was forcing him to make the final attack. Seeing his wrist flying, he tightened the Buddhist beads tightly, and flew out like a mysterious light. Before hitting the female ghost, her ghost shadow flashed and directly entered Feng Yuanman's body.
Don’t miss frowned and shouted, “Oops!”
I didn’t expect that this female ghost would be so smart!
Feng Yuanman's face retreated at a daze, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As a female ghost, she dared not touch Buddhist things, but when she got on and used the body of a living person, she didn't dare to touch them.
He held the Buddhist beads tightly and used all his strength. The blood on his hands stained the Buddhist beads. Then he threw it hard to the Eight Trigrams mirror above the glass door. Buddhist things can ward off evil spirits and break some things.
Once the formation is broken, the female ghost will naturally be unable to trap here.
The next second it turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared from the spot.
Feng Yuanman woke up again, but because he was attacked by a ghost twice, his physical strength had already been exhausted and he fell to the ground.
Neither Song Yang nor the other party responded to what was going on?
Don’t miss it all the way, “It’s over, it’s perfect, we may be in trouble!”
Feng Yuanman did not care whether she was in trouble or not. She only cared about how embarrassed she was now, why did she let her male god see her in such a mess? "It was you who caused trouble, it had nothing to do with me."
Don't missed, "Girl, you've gotten this job, can't you just take it with me?"
Song Yang moved his arm and gasped in pain. It was indeed a perfect perfection. He could easily break someone else's arm, and he couldn't help but grind his teeth, "What the hell is going on?"
"Brother Soldier, can't you tell me that you're hitting a ghost?"
Feng Yuanman felt a little dizzy, and even Song Yang in front of him was spinning, and said with tears in his eyes, "I feel pain!"
Don't worry, hurry up and ask, "Where does it hurt?"
Feng Yuanman pushed away without thinking in disgust and said aggrievedly, "You don't need to care about it, it's all your fault."
Don’t worry, I was speechless, and I immediately understood and hurriedly pulled Song Yang over, "Come here quickly and care about our perfection."
Song Yang gasped, trying to pull the injured arm for Mao.
"Ask quickly!"
He was very suspicious. If he didn't ask, Wumian would probably just pull it like this. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
Does it count if you feel distressed?
Her love died before it even began. She had a bad image, but now something like this happened again. I am afraid that after getting along with her, she would turn into that broken piece of glass.
Chapter completed!
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