It gradually started to rain in the sky, washing away the traces of fighting in the streets, and blood flowed into the sewer with the flowing water, but the rain could not remove Ye Feibai's tears.

He curled up in a corner of the street, holding himself with his knees, crying like a helpless child, but he looked like a terrifying person who saw him.

He reached out to wipe his tears, but saw his ghostly arm suddenly angrily from his heart and bit it directly. His sharp teeth interspersed between his flesh and blood, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood. The severe pain stimulated Ye Feibai, but he still had no expression on his face, which was far from the pain in his heart.

Everything was too sudden, and he didn't have time to react. He didn't know whether to survive in this way or commit suicide for honor.

In just a few seconds of thinking, the wound on the arm had healed, and his almost perverted self-healing ability, Ye Feibai also wondered whether he could commit suicide successfully.

All Chi Ming and friendship turned into bubbles. Ye Feibai pulled a sweatshirt from the hanger in the old neighborhood that he had not had time to collect and wrapped it tightly around himself, especially his hands and mouth.

"As long as you are alive, there is hope." Although Ye Feibai didn't know why he was still rational, this was no longer a question he had to think about. He just thought about where to go and what to do.

After walking in dismay for a long time, he couldn't figure out his thoughts. Gradually, Ye Feibai realized that he had walked to his home. One night had passed, and the morning light had spread all over the streets and alleys, but the rain had not stopped yet. With this rain, no one paid attention to Ye Feibai's strange movements.

Ye Feibai had already walked to the fence at the entrance of the community, and could enter the gate just by turning it in a slight way. Even from the gap, Ye Feibai could see the slightly open door of his home and the flashing lights inside.

"Is it Xiaoling? Maybe it's right." Ye Feibai wrapped his clothes tightly and tears were about to burst out again. He didn't know that he cared about Bai Xiaoling so much, nor did he know that he was actually very cowardly.

He quickly squeezed his eyes and forced his tears back. Ye Feibai was about to leave. He could not stay here, nor could he let Bai Xiaoling see it.

A numb feeling came from my neck. When I lifted it up, I saw that it was the hunting Yin Ling shaking, and the target of the guidance was undoubtedly myself.

Originally, the Hunting Yin Ling had no response, which was also the origin of Ye Feibai's hope, but now the Hunting Yin Ling's reaction has pushed Ye Feibai into deeper darkness, and despair has enveloped the heart of this 19-year-old boy.

The hunting Yin Ling kept vibrating. No matter where Ye Feibai put it on his body or in which pocket he hid, it reminded Ye Feibai that he was a ghost. Ye Feibai smiled bitterly on his face, but he could do nothing.

"I'm really going to take a vacation, I've taken an eternal vacation." Ye Feibai walked sadly, throwing the Huyin Order to the bushes beside him. As the cold touch of Huyin Order disappeared from his fingertips, and with the numb tremor disappeared from his chest, he knew that it was over, his Huyin's career, the legend that had not yet begun, was extinguished.

In the last time, Ye Feibai wanted to see Uncle Crow, and then prepare to escape from the city and find the most remote place to live.

Uncle Ya's tombstone with a large wiper was clean, but the newly turned ground became a little muddy and loose. Ye Feibai used his black claws to gather the soil bit by bit, and then patted it tightly.

Then I sat on the pile of mud that I had just finished. The heavy rain made my eyes confused, but I could still see half of the starry sky clearly, and I had just woken up from the disaster and was ignorant.

Since the evacuation had just been completed, Ye Feibai was not afraid of someone accidentally breaking in and disturbing him. Even though the rain was soaking his eyelashes, he couldn't even look at the world again. Ye Feibai was still leaning against the tombstone as before, preparing to talk to Uncle Crow about his daily life.

As soon as the word "Crow..." was released, Ye Feibai was stunned. His voice was even more ugly, hoarse and sharp, indistinguishable.

Ye Feibai lowered his head and smiled helplessly: "I have a cold and my voice is a little hoarse."

Ye Feibai was talking and missed his parents a little, but after being rescued by Uncle Crow, he lost consciousness. When he went back, things had changed. There was no answer wherever his parents' bodies went. Maybe they were studied by the state, or maybe they were thrown into an unknown river and allowed to be corrupted.

Memories were also blocked by the brain, and coupled with the ruthless killing day after day, the feeling of family affection faded day by day. They said that the Yin Hunting Master would gradually lose his feelings. Perhaps it was because of this. The warmth he still remembered was nothing more than Uncle Chou.

Wait for the light rain to fade away slowly, there is only the moisture in the air and the smell of refurbished soil, but there is still a lot of paper ash in the cemetery.

"The weather is so bad today." Ye Feibai sighed helplessly and wrung the water in his sleeves. His words were slander, because as soon as the rain stopped, many people might have sent their bodies to the cemetery. After all, Fanxing encountered a disaster yesterday.

He threw the water dry, pulled the weeds into a pit, slowly put the starry sky in, and said to the tombstone with a peaceful face: "I said I would return it to you. This is a good thing. I didn't break my promise, you taught me."

After slapping the earth tightly, Ye Feibai's hand became smaller and clearer, because this means that his fate with Fanxing was broken and he should leave. This is not a place where the ghost should stay, nor is it where the ghost with human hearts should stay.

"noob?"

Another pleasant voice came from behind. Ye Feibai was stunned again. His back muscles were numb and trembling because of this sentence. He did not dare to move, nor did he dare to look back.

"Is Xiaobai you? You jumped down from the stairs and scared me to death." A slightly naughty voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of stepping on the stone slab.

Ye Feibai was anxious and quickly grinned and let out some low roars that humans could not make. Sure enough, Bai Xiaoling was scared and did not dare to move forward any further.

"Why don't you ignore me? Xiaobai?" Bai Xiaoling seemed to have a premonition, which was a very bad intuition. Her eyes were red and her nose was sour. She raised her hand to release a string of necklaces.

"You lost all your hunting order."

Bai Xiaoling tried her best to suppress her tone, but the constantly trembling Hunting Order had already torn Ye Feibai's disguise to pieces. Bai Xiaoling kept wiping tears and sobbing because of the sadness, but she had not said it yet and did not ask.

"You recognized the wrong person and don't know what you are talking about." Ye Feibai felt heartbroken. This is actually no difference from death, but there is always hope in life.

"Then are you a ghost?" Bai Xiaoling asked seriously.

"I..." Ye Feibai was speechless. He could not admit that he was a ghost, but he could not deny that he was a ghost.

People always make excuses to make people believe that they are beneficial to them, but Ye Feibai only believes in the facts. Since this is the case, Ye Feibai's brain cannot think of words to defend himself, such as I am a ghost, but!

"Look, you can't speak, just let me understand me." Bai Xiaoling felt very wronged. She had already guessed the result, but she didn't want to imagine what the days of losing Ye Feibai would be like. She just hoped that it was a joke or a dream.

"You go, I'm not Ye Feibai." Ye Feibai put on the hood again and covered his face tightly with his clothes, because this girl would rush up at any time, and Ye Feibai expected it to be.

"I won't! You turn around first." Bai Xiaoling took two steps forward in a hurry, reminding Ye Feibai.

"Let's go!" Ye Feibai didn't want Bai Xiaoling to see it. First, he was afraid of her, and second, he was afraid of hurting her.

"I don't!!" Bai Xiaoling took the lead and took two more steps.

"Let's go!!" Ye Feibai's eyes were filled with blood because his qi and blood surged.

"I won't leave, stinky little white." Bai Xiaoling couldn't win in terms of momentum. As expected, he was just a sprint and was ready to approach Ye Feibai.

"Get out!!!" Ye Feibai simply turned around and roared at Bai Xiaoling with his sharp teeth, hoping to scare her off or lose her memory. Anyway, forgetting him is better than anything else.

Bai Xiaoling was stunned, and a look of surprise on her face was frozen on her face. Her pupils shrank into a piss, dazed, trying to say something but couldn't say it. Her right hand trembled and wanted to touch Ye Feibai, but she shrank back like lightning in the air.

Ye Feibai had already guessed it, and should have guessed it long ago that humans and ghosts are water and fire, so naturally they cannot be tolerated.

"It's ugly, right?" Ye Feibai smiled self-deprecatingly, and stood up with a hood and rubbed past Bai Xiaoling. He was not afraid of seeing ridicule, but he was just afraid of seeing his friends' scared and disgusted faces.

After walking two steps, Ye Feibai slowly stopped: "You go."

"Ye Feibai..." Ye Feibai was silent again and continued to say after a few seconds.

"Dead."
Chapter completed!