Yue Zitong''s nervous system was almost broken, and he could no longer suppress the extreme fear in his heart. He opened his mouth and began to scream bitterly.
A long, powerful, cold hand pinched her neck so that she could not pronounce a syllable.
She broke the hand with her left hand. While her right fist was smashed out, her right foot was also lifted up rapidly.
At this moment, she can still make these counterattack actions, which is enough to prove that during the six years she worked as an agent in Guoan, she did not just muddle along and really learned some real skills.
Her fist, hit on a soft thing, should be a palm.
Her right foot, which she quickly lifted up, kicked in the air.
It was like there was nothing in front of her, but there was a hand pinching her neck.
Yue Zitong grabbed the hand with both hands and kicked it to the left and right with the help of his feet.
After a moment ago, she thought that the thing holding her neck was leaning.
So now the two feet are linked, split left and right fierce kick?
Yue Zitong didn''t believe it. That thing can still hide.
The thing did not hide, Yue Zitong also did not kick - --- under the hands, it was empty, only the hair like things, sliding from her ankle.
Hang the ghost!
Between leisurely, Yue Zi Tong thought of this thing.
Many horror novels have mentioned an alternative Hanging Ghost. When it comes out to harm people, it is hanging upside down in the air, with its hair hanging down and dancing with the wind.
If it wasn''t for the Hanging Ghost, how could Yue Zitong''s two feet only touch the hair falling down?
Her courage to resist broke down in an instant, and her heart gave out a shrill scream. When she was about to faint, she seemed to see a white light, which was faster than the speed of lightning, and suddenly shot out from the direction of her bedroom door.
The road should be illusory white light. When it was shot, Yue Zitong had an illusion in front of him.
In the white light, there is an ethereal, drawn into a long line of women.
A white dress, long hair floating, mouth wide open, as if in a fierce roar something.
What is this?
When this idea was finally transmitted to the cerebral cortex by the visual nerve, prompting her to have this question, she seemed to see the face drawn into a line.
A familiar face.
But before Yue Zitong recalled who this face was, all her consciousness quickly sank into the dark abyss.
As if, a woman''s murmur came from the ear.
Then, the whole world was quiet, only her whereabouts in the dark.
The lower she falls, the slower she is.
She tried to figure out what was going on, but her mind didn''t listen to her command and just wanted to rest.
Just now that real scene, to her brain thought, caused unprecedented tension, finally no longer need to accept the shock of extreme horror, stopped working.
Yue Zitong, who did not have any thoughts, slowly calmed down.
Her falling body also began to fall horizontally, just like the leaves floating from the top of the tree, blown by the wind from nowhere, fluttering to the place with light.
The light is more and more bright, there is a good smell of fresh flowers, from the light came, take a sip, quite comfortable.
She saw the blue sky.
I see white clouds, too.
There are vast grasslands, countless cattle, horses and sheep, running happily.
The knights on horseback are dressed up by ancient nomadic people. They brandish a whip in their hands and gently beat the Colts trying to run out of the team. The long hairy hound barks and follows the owner.
Blue sky, around her.
White clouds, in her waist.
The prairie, at her feet.
Where am I going?
How can you float in the air, white, like a fairy?
The engine of yuezi''s work was so terrible that her brain started to work.
No one answered her.
But the following riders, after seeing her, rolled their saddles and dropped their horses, raised their hands, and slowly crawled on the ground.
The standard five body throwing into the earth is the most solemn etiquette of the nomadic people.
She wanted to ask those people why they should bow down to her.
But she can''t help but drift across a river with the pleasant breeze.
On the grass on this side of the river, there is a camp that stretches for several miles. Countless tents are not much bigger than a matchbox. Teams of knights in the same ancient costume, with their waist and crotch machetes, circle around the camp repeatedly.
In the middle of the camp, there is a big tent with an area of 500 square meters.
Eighteen knights with waist and crotch machetes were standing on both sides of the gate of the gate.
On the open space in front of the gate of the big tent stands a flagpole several meters high. The spindle of the flagpole is gold, and the nine legged white flag is hung on it.In front of the flagpole, there is a high platform built of giant wood, which is more than three meters high.
After seeing the big tent and the nine legged white flag on the flagpole, Yue Zitong thought of the ancient film and TV drama that he had seen on TV. Only the Khan or kedun of the nomadic people could live in this big tent.
Light and fluttering, Yue Zitong slowly fell on the high platform.
She was so surprised and bewildered that she couldn''t understand what was going on.
Just when she was at a loss, there was a thunderous bugle, which suddenly sounded from several directions at the same time.
Woo, woo!
Countless horsemen on horseback quickly gathered in front of the platform from all directions, and the horses'' hooves flew and the dust rolled.
The front door of the big tent opened, and some old men with gorgeous clothes and long white beards surrounded this young man in Black Dragon Robe, and stepped out from inside.
Yue Zitong looked back.
After only one glance, Jiao''s body suddenly shook and cried out: "Li Nan Nan Nan, how can it be you?"
Li Nanfang has not answered yet, and the voice of thousands of people is rising from the ground: "a royal highness of the great Sui princess. See anpinkerton
what is the royal highness of the Sui princess?
What anpingkedun?
, looking at the children from the moon, saw that the knights who had gathered from all sides just now fell on their knees, left their knees on their left hands, and led the horse''s right hand to the bridle. They lowered their heads and shouted again: "a certain part of the country, to meet the royal highness of the great Sui princess, to meet Anping Ke Deng!"
"Li Nanfang, tell me, what''s going on?"
At a loss, Yue Zitong subconsciously retreated, leaning on a person.
Wearing a Black Dragon Robe, Li Nanfang, wearing a nine bead glass crown, put his hands on her shoulder and said in a soft voice, "you are my princess of the Sui Dynasty, their peace and kedun."
"What? I am kaihuang, kaihuang -- you, you are Yang Guang
Just about to say that he is the boss of kaihuang group, Yue Zitong, when talking about the word "kaihuang", suddenly says that Li Nanfang is Yang Guang.
Li Nanfang frowned, and the amiable look on his face converged coldly and said, "be bold. You can call my name taboo as you like? "
"How can you be Yang Guang, how can you be Yang Guang, how can you be -"
Yue Zitong did not care about Li NanFang''s cold face at all, grabbed his chest clothes and kept asking this sentence.
"Shut up!"
Li Nanfang was very angry and suddenly raised his hand.
Scared Yue Zitong, instinctively closed his eyes, waiting for the slap to fall.
After waiting for a long time, she opened her eyes full of doubts and saw the dawn outside the living room.
Li Nanfang, thousands of knights, and the company camp, which could not be seen, all of a sudden disappeared. Only the cool morning breeze under the dawn and the humidity of dew came slowly from the living room with the half open door.
Let her subconsciously arms in her hands, only to find themselves lying on the floor.
It''s just dawning. It''s about five o''clock in the morning.
If it was summer, it would have been bright before five o''clock.
What she saw and experienced just now is just a dream of Nanke.
she did not become the royal highness of the Sui Sui princess, Anping Ke Deng, who stood on the high platform and accepted thousands of visits.
Li Nanfang is not Yang Guang in a black dragon robe -- she is Yue Zitong, he is Li Nanfang.
Just, how could she suddenly have such a strange dream?
Recently, I''ve seen the ancient costume TV series of Sui and Tang Dynasties. Have you seen too much?
How to put a comfortable big bed not to sleep, but lying on the cold living room floor?
Blinking his eyes, Yue Zitong was about to turn over and climb up. The memory before fainting, the flood like burst of the dike poured in, which made her think of a lot of things in an instant.
Li Nanfang and other women, in the wild mountains and mountains, excessive indulgence, resulting in stroke, high fever.
He Lan Xiaoxin not only saw through her "plot", but also threatened her and molested her in front of the hall door of the inpatient department.
She was very afraid to go home, noticed that there was a lot of things wrong in the living room. As expected, she met a cold thing.
That thing, it should be a face.
This face is hanging upside down behind the door.
After thinking of this, Yue Zitong subconsciously looked at the top of the door. There was no rope and other things on it, but her dagger fell on the threshold.
Is that a hanging ghost?
Yue Zitong shivered again. He quickly got up from the ground, staggered to the door and turned on the light.
She turned on all the lights.
In the living room, it was as bright as day.
Picking up the dagger on the ground and taking a deep breath, Yue Zitong slowly walked out of the living room.
Outside in the early morning, there was no movement, and only the faint outline could be seen from the distant green hills.Last night, there''s nothing unusual about that.
However, why does neck ache so?
Yue Zitong turned and ran into the bathroom, raised his chin and looked at himself in the mirror.
In the slender white tender neck, there is an obvious blue black pinch mark.
She pinched her lower thigh, and she almost cried out in pain. The pinch mark did not disappear, which proved that she was not dreaming. Last night, she was indeed strangled by something hanging a ghost or not.
Just before she fainted, a white light, faster than lightning, shot out of her bedroom.
Before she fainted, she seemed to hear a woman''s murmur.
It''s not her voice. It''s just something.
Female ghost?
After thinking of the word, Yue Zitong''s nerves suddenly tightened. He turned and ran out of the bathroom and rushed to the stairs. It seemed that he had thought of an urgent event and had not yet done it.
Kick open the bedroom door, hand dagger horizontal stroke, open the switch.
The bedroom is also bright, there is no movement, keep the appearance of leaving yesterday morning, no one has come.
Throwing the dagger on the bedside table, Yue Zitong went to the dressing table, grabbed the dressing mirror with both hands and lifted it up slightly.
The mirror, which was originally integrated with the dressing table, was pulled out by her and placed flat on the table top. She looked down.
There''s a little red tape on the back of the mirror.
Tear off the tape and pour the contents of the bag into the palm.
In the palm of my hand, there is a jade pendant with antique flavor.
Xuan Yuan Yao.
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