Chapter 1155
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The female ghost's fingers were extremely long, as if she could pierce Wei Jin's heart with just a little bit of force.
"Are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me? " The female ghost leaned on Wei Jin's body, her sharp and slender fingertips gently slid across Wei Jin's chest.
The female ghost's fingertips slid across Wei Jin's skin, like the tip of a knife, leaving a mark on Wei Jin's chest.
Fresh blood seeped out from the wound, but Wei Jin didn't seem to feel any pain, standing there and not daring to move.
His whole body was like a stiff stone statue, staring at the mirror without blinking.
"You don't seem to remember me, is it because I've become ugly?" She caressed her cheek lovingly, "But … weren't you the one who dug out these eyes?"
The female ghost looked at Wei Jin with her empty eyes, her words were eerie and cold, "Do you know, when you dug out my eyes, I was in so much pain, so much pain. Why are you doing this to me? Ah Jin, look at me … "
Wei Jin didn't move, his eyes were unfocused.
But in the next second, the expression of the female ghost behind Wei Jin suddenly changed, her two black empty eyes were bleeding bright red, her dark green skin was extremely frightening.
The female ghost's slender fingers became extremely ferocious, she grabbed Wei Jin's neck fiercely, her voice sharp and ear-piercing, "I'm going to kill you, Wei Jin, I'm going to kill you! Give me your life! "
As the female ghost's mood changed, all the lights in the room suddenly turned dark, and a gloomy and terrifying cold wind swept over.
The narrow and cold washroom seemed to have fallen into an endless and terrifying hell in an instant.
It made those who were in the same situation tremble in fear.
Wei Jin, whose eyes were unfocused, suddenly came back to his senses, the piercing pain on his chest made him suck in a cold breath. Before he could react, the female ghost grabbed his neck fiercely, his breathing became weak and thin, Wei Jin found it difficult to breathe.
The female ghost who was shedding tears of blood stared at Wei Jin with a pair of pitch-black eyes. It was obvious that there were no eyeballs inside, but Wei Jin could see the hatred in the other party's eyes.
"Does it feel good to have your breathing taken away bit by bit? Do you know, back then, my eyes were as desperate as yours? "
The female ghost's appearance before her death was fully revealed. Her hideous dark skin, her empty eye sockets, her body full of hideous mottled scars, and her neck was covered in bloody scars.
"Don't be afraid. I'll pay you back little by little."
The female ghost's fingers were extremely cold. She grinned wickedly and her sharp nails slid lightly across Wei Jin's neck.
"When you're at your most desperate moment, I'll slit your neck bit by bit. Slowly, slowly, I'll let you have a taste of what it's like to wish you were dead!"
Wei Jin's face turned red. His eyes were locked, and he looked at the female ghost in front of him with fear and terror.
He grabbed the female ghost's hands with both of his hands, and they were terrifyingly cold. No matter how hard he tried to pinch or hit her, it was useless. Her hands were like ice, and no knife or spear could penetrate them.
"Let go … Let go of me … I don't want to die … I … I was wrong … So … Sorry … Sorry Xiao Feng. At that time, I … I really did such a thing because I was muddle-headed … I was wrong, I really … I really know I was wrong …"
Wei Jin's eyes were filled with fear. He was like a dying sheep waiting to be slaughtered, struggling bitterly.
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