Yan Qing looked at the eyeballs in the teacup. The teacup couldn't see clearly, but she could see the eyeballs clearly. They were condensed by an obsession.

"Who are you? Why jump into my teacup?"

"You don't remember me so quickly? You go to the widow, and it's the way I'll take you." The eyes said.

Yan Qing rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "It turned out to be that pervert! You only have one eye left now, of course I can't recognize you."

"Is the sound different?" The eyes floated on the tea, and inexplicably brought a faint sadness.

"Well, it's completely different, and it sounds very gloomy." Yan Qing mysteriously approached the eyeball and whispered. "How could you be sucked into the insect hole?"

"After you kicked me away that day, I ran back. As soon as I arrived, I saw you being knocked out, and then the car appeared. The demons and ghosts and monsters had a low spiritual power, including me, were sucked in by the car." The gloomy voice was filled with endless fear.

"After being sucked in, do you still know what's happening outside?" Yan Qing asked anxiously.

"After I was sucked in, the man with the golden fan and the beauty got into the car, and then the car flew away from there."

"You don't know what happened after this." Yan Qing said disappointedly.

"I still know that a little bit. When I left, I looked out the wormhole. The man who knocked you out of the red dress flew into a flame that was about to burn, wrapping you in it. Then I heard a roar like a beast. Suddenly, the wind seemed to be storming, but in a short while, the world calmed down again in a dead state... and then, I lost consciousness." When the eyes said this, the voice was also low, for fear of being heard by others.

Hearing this, Shihu moved his body uneasyly, stretched out his claws and knocked on the floor in slightest.

"It seems that this monster is indeed suspicious..." Yan Qing didn't notice the abnormality of the tiger, and held the teacup and thought, but he could not think of a slut.

"Yanqing, what are you thinking?" Haoyu walked out of Wei'ang's small compartment and asked with a smile.

Hearing Haoyu's voice, Yanqing hurriedly put his eyes into his sleeve. Because he was afraid that he would force her to feed the tea, he poured out the water from the tea cup, and touched another new tea cup, and said with a smile: "Haoyu, pour me a cup of tea."

Haoyu added tea to her casually before pointing at her sleeve and said softly: "What did Yanqing hide in her sleeve?"

Yan Qing subconsciously held the cuffs, but the expression on her face remained unchanged, and she said coldly: "The one putting my sleeves is naturally my thing, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"I'm afraid there is nothing on this jingle that belongs to you? If you don't ask for it, you can be considered stealing." Wei'ang leaned lazily against the door of the small compartment, and said slowly.

"What are you stealing?! I won't even want your things! I just picked up what I lost myself." Yan Qing stood up and covered up his anxiety with anger.

"Don't be angry, I'll take a look." Haoyu opened his hand to Yanqing's sleeve, and his eyes slowly floated out. Yanqing reached out to grab it, Haoyu quickly grabbed her eyes into her hand.

"Yanqing, save me quickly." The eyes were in Haoyu's hands and screamed in horror.

"How did you come here?" Hao Yu thugs, staring at the eyes and said coldly.

"That night was next to the hut by the river, and your car sucked me in." The eyes looked at Haoyu in fear.

Yan Qing stroked his forehead speechlessly, this idiot! He was determined to say this.

Wei'ang's face suddenly changed, he walked over quickly, snatched the eyeball from Haoyu's hand, and stared at the eyeball with murderous aura and said, "What did you see that night?"

The eyes seemed to be frightened by Wei'ang, and shouted incoherently: "I heard nothing, saw nothing."

Haoyu grabbed Yanqing's arms and said panickedly: "What did it tell you?"

"What do you think it will tell me?" Yan Qing asked with a sneer, staring at the hazy figure in front of her.

"Don't think about placing my words. Yanqing!" Haoyu pinched Yanqing's chin, his eyes dangerous and strong. "Tell me, what did it say to you."

"The evil spirit..." Yan Qing smiled charmingly, approached Haoyu, reached out to caress his clothes and said softly. "I heard... your red clothes will still change... Qingqing Zijin, my heart is full of love... How deep is it to remember the color of the collar in my heart? I think... from now on, your red clothes will become my nightmare."

Haoyu's face turned pale, and he stood there like a puppet with a lost soul.

"What's wrong with you?" Wei'ang nervously helped Haoyu sit down. Seeing his expression, he stood up and knocked Yanqing to the ground with a palm. When Wei'ang wanted to give Yanqing a palm, Haoyu reached out to hold him and shook his head at him.

Although Wei'ang didn't do his best to his palm, he showed mercy. After Yan Qing fell to the ground, he felt a mouthful of blood rising. She swallowed the blood on her back, and the inspiration made her face become normal. Then she got up and sat cross-legged to heal her wounds. She would suffer if she felt the wound. If she looked haggard and made them happy, it would be too unpleasant.

The tiger walked to Haoyu's feet and rubbed it against his legs. Haoyu looked down at it, and when he saw that it seemed to have something to say, he lay on its back and listened.

Although the tiger-foot cannot speak, it understands spirituality. Therefore, Haoyu can hear what it says in his heart. After listening to the tiger-foot statement, Haoyu completely collapsed on it with strength and energy for a long time.

Wei'ang squatted down and looked at Haoyu with concern. He was very anxious but did not dare to ask him. He just frowned and waited. It was not until Haoyu raised his head and smiled at him that he stood up with a breath of shaking.

"His happiness is something I want to protect with all my strength. If you dare to take it away, you will definitely kill it." Wei Ang Gao looked down at Yan Qing, warning her with a domineering momentum.

"Although it's better to die than to live, the current situation seems to be worse than death. Give me a palm to the pain point and let me stay away from you in the next life." Yan Qing staggered up and said with a sneer. Now every day is suffering. If you put your hope in the next life, will it be a kind of relief?

Haoyu walked over and hugged Yanqing in his arms, and said, "Yanqing, you were wrong! No matter how many years you have experienced, you can't get rid of me."

Yan Qing reached out to grop on Haoyu's lips, trying to confirm whether he was smiling evilly, but he opened his mouth and bit him. Yan Qing was stunned and hurriedly pulled his hand back.

"Monster, I am alone. What do you want to plan in my body? Your behavior really makes me puzzled." Yan Qing said.

"Please remember to call me Haoyu." Haoyu reached out to touch Yanqing's chest and said seriously. "I said I want your heart."

"Don't think about it! I can't fight you, I can let you do anything. Only this heart, no matter how sinister and cunning you are, you will never take it away if you are cruel." Yan Qing pushed Haoyu away and groped to the table. The wound on her body was in pain, and the blood on her back was rolling in her heart. She needed to find a place to rest.

"Is that true? But your heart and people are about to settle down." Haoyu stared at Yanqing's back and said firmly.

"It's up to you!" She no longer had the strength to argue with him. She lay on the table and stretched out her hand, "Give me that eyeball."

"Yanqing, I saw too many of these eyes and heard too many of them, so I can't give them to you." Haoyu said in embarrassment.

Yan Qing nodded and said to the eyeball: "Did you hear the pervert? I can't get you back from their hands. You condensed your obsession into your eyes and appeared in front of me, do you have an unfulfilled wish?"

"I originally wanted you to take me there and see the woman I slept with. We were killed together, and they cursed us to not meet in the underworld. But I really miss her." The sad voice of eyes came from Wei'ang's hand.

"Ah? So that's the case. I'm sorry I misunderstood you. Go! Remember not to read what you shouldn't be watching in the next life, and not to listen to what you shouldn't be listening. In the end, I was the one who harmed you, and I hope you will be given the energy." Yan Qing lay on the table and closed her eyes, as if she was muttering in a dream.

"Yanqing. You can't sleep now." Haoyu sat next to Yanqing and shook her arm gently.

"Why?" Yan Qing reluctantly opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Hao Yu in confusion.

"Because you fall asleep, your eyes can go to your dream." Haoyu said.

"A gentleman is open and honest, and a villain is always jealous! Monster... you are so villainous!" Yan Qing closed his eyes and leaned back on the table and sneered.

"Yes, I'm just a villain." Haoyu held Yanqing to his lap, hugged her tightly, and buried the bitterness on his face in her hair.

"Let me go!" Yan Qing stretched out her hand to push Hao Yu's head away, but she was injured now and had no strength to push him away, so she could only let him hold her like a rag doll.

"Yanqing, I just got a palm. How was it hurt?" Haoyu saw that Yanqing's face looked good and thought that her injury was not serious.

Yan Qing was shocked, and she opened her eyelids and smiled and hooked his neck. She said, "Haoyu, do you hope I will be hurt well and I will be hurt gently?"

Hao Yu pecked her red lips lightly and smiled, "Of course I'm not hurt."

"Why do I think you hope I will get better in the injury?" Yan Qing picked up a thigh of Hao Yu's hair, put it on his lips and kissed it gently.

"No! Although my palm doesn't have tens of spiritual power, it can be 70% or eighty percent. You shouldn't be able to smile so moistly." Wei'ang handled his eyes, leaned leisurely in front of his door, and looked at Yan Qing with a sneer.

"What?" Hao Yu pointed Jue to remove the illusion on Yanqing's face, and immediately saw a pale and blood-colored face. He was anxious and distressed, and reached out to try to get Yanqing's pulse. However, Jiao Yanqing pushed it away, so he had to use his spiritual power to hold Jiao Yanqing and couldn't fight.

When Yanqing saw that Haoyu used his spiritual power to fight for it, he used his spiritual power to fight for it. He was not really concerned or gloating, and they didn't need to see her injuries. But as soon as she was lucky, she immediately felt that her qi and blood were upside down, and she vomited fresh and fainted.
Chapter completed!