Looking at Qiu Han with a cold and stubborn face, Baiying said quietly: "Are you so stubborn that you don't want to say anything? There are already too many forced things in the world, so why should I force you to be forced to you before you die, just increase your disbelief. Besides, there is no big difference between knowing and not knowing. If you die or live, I can only keep myself alone in this empty ancient house. I will dance the last song for you, just say goodbye."

The pipa song rises again, and the white shadows dance with the tune, like dreams and fantasy, and are erratic. The tune is like flowing water, sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, with graceful dances, and the beaks and birds.

Just as the white shadow danced, something shot out from Qiu Han's body, shaped like a ball, as big as a pair of palms, and the three-eyed gun that hung down suddenly aimed at the spherical object in the air and exploded with sparks. The moment the spark collided with the sphere, the sphere suddenly burst open, and the dazzling fire instantly flooded the entire room.

A hysterical scream sounded, and a white figure kept rolling in the fire, and a violent sizzling sound burst out. On the other hand, Qiu Han turned his head sideways at the moment when the fire bursts, leaving his back to the bursting flames in the air, and his head buried deep in his chest.

In a few seconds, the flames gradually faded, and Bai Ying let out a loud curse: "I want to kill you, I will let you die in pain."

Qiu Han felt a burning pain on his back, and the white shadow shrouded in the flames were charred everywhere, but Qiu Han still did not see any signs of dissipation or substantial damage from its body. Qiu Han's cold eyes flashed with a hint of horror, and then closed his eyes like an appointment with a hint of unwillingness and a hint of understanding.

The angry Bai Ying tapped into Qiu Han's body with his ghost claws. The ghost claws invaded Qiu Han's other arm with resentment. Then a breath of death swept across Qiu Han's whole body. It did not easily end Qiu Han's life. The ghost claws retaliatedly crossed Qiu Han's skin again and again, and blood continued to flow out from Qiu Han's body. Bai Ying used this torture to vent the harm Qiu Han brought to her.

Qiu Han, who had already lost all his strength, felt as if an ice skate had been cut on his body piece by piece. The pain invaded his bone marrow, but except for the beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, Qiu Han's face did not show too much pain.

As time passes by, Qiu Han's performance seems to be a ridicule of Bai Ying's behavior. Bai Ying does not feel the pain or fear he deserves on his face or body. So although the ghost can easily kill Qiu Han, it still tortures Qiu Han constantly, hoping to see the fear on Qiu Han's face and the kind of mercy fear.

But obviously Bai Ying was disappointed.

I don’t know how long it took, but the injuries on my back and the ghosts made Qiu Han reach the limit. He frowned slightly, and finally Qiu Han felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.

Seeing Qiu Han's slightly frowning, although he was just a slightly frowning, Guiying screamed excitedly. Bai Ying, who was satisfied, stretched out her ghost claws again. This time, her target was aimed at Qiu Han's neck. Perhaps Qiu Han's life would disappear under Bai Ying's ghost claws in the next second.

However, the moment the ghost claw touched Qiu Han's neck, Qiu Han, who had reached the limit of physiology, fell into a coma instantly. Just as he fell into a coma, Qiu Han once again came to a strange dream space.

The wind was mixed with wetness, and a seabird flew over Qiu Han's head. At Qiu Han's feet was a huge ship with blue smoke. Various debris were floating on the sea in the distance, and further away was a blue sea, and several warships were still on fire.

"Aiya." Qiu Han had just stood firm when a cry of pain suddenly came from behind him.

Qiu Han was shocked. Some people, there were living people. This was the first time that Qiu Han met a living person in the dream space. He turned around but looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise: a woman with an extremely delicate figure was standing in front of Qiu Han with her hair scattered. At this time, she was struggling to crawl out of the pile of dead people, and her delicate figure was full of temptation between the ups and downs.

The woman looked around blankly and asked, "Where is this? Why am I here?" The moment the woman spoke, Qiu Han judged that the woman in front of her was not someone else, but the white shadow in the building of the Republic of China. Then the woman seemed to realize something and suddenly exclaimed, then glared at Qiu Han and shouted, "Close your eyes and turn around."

"What if I don't turn around? Are you going to kill me?" Qiu Han suddenly said in a teasing way when he looked at the weak and boneless woman.

The woman looked at Qiu Han hatefully and began to take off her clothes from the dead. Soon after, a woman in a military uniform appeared in front of Qiu Han.

He picked up a waist knife beside the dead body on the boat, and Qiu Han walked towards the woman who was already dressed neatly and could cover her body.

"What are you going to do?" The woman picked up a waist knife on the ground and slowly retreated, but obviously the woman with shape no longer had the speed and ability of Baiying. She almost tripped by a corpse on the ground when she retreated.

Qiu Han's face was even more painful, and his waist knife easily pressed against her neck.

"Tell me, what exactly are you?"

The woman stroked her white skin in confusion, glanced around and then looked at the tragic look of Qiu Han.

Although Qiu Han looked like a man in his twenties, he could still see the aphrodisiac on his face after closer inspection. The horror on the woman's face was quickly replaced by a hint of playfulness. He adjusted his posture and said, "I was a human at first, but later I became a ghost, and now I have become a human."

"Why can you become a ghost?"

"Because I'm dead."

Hearing the woman's explanation, Qiu Han increased the strength in his hands without hesitation, and a blood mark appeared on the woman's white neck.

"Ah." The pain made the woman scream in pain, but the next second, she pursed the blood from her neck and put it into her mouth to suck it greedily. A bloodthirsty and excited expression appeared on the woman's face: "It's really blood, I'm really alive."

Qiu Han frowned slightly and threatened: "If you don't want to die again, tell everything you know."

The woman smiled and said, "I said, I said. My name is Concubine Li. I once lived in the Republic of China. Have you ever heard of beauty suffering? I am the kind of person who is in trouble with the country and the people, but in the end, because of being harmed by a traitor, my resentment became a resentful ghost after death." After that, she put on a charming and seductive posture.

Qiu Han said in a deep voice with a dark face: "I want to listen to the truth!"

Concubine Li's face froze, but she quickly showed a fierce look on her face and said, "You men deserve to die, aren't you just dead? Come, kill me!"

Feeling the resentment in Concubine Li's tone, Qiu Han couldn't help but think about everything a beautiful woman living in the Republic of China era encountered. She sighed gently, slowly took the knife from Concubine Li's neck and said, "Enjoy the last time you exist!"
Chapter completed!