MTL - Rebirth: National Crown Prince-Chapter 55 mischievous prince

   Chapter 55 The mischievous prince

With a    "pop", that face twisted in pain.

   Ma Dan, this is completely different from what he imagined!

   Do these people run away when they see that he shouldn't be shitting?

   Isn't he scary enough?

   However, the uncle's face turned pale with fright, proving that he was still scary enough, but who would have known that this young man would play cards out of common sense and kicked him directly.

  It hurts him to death, it's not easy to be a ghost these days!

   Hearing a cry of pain, the photographer saw that the ghost seemed to run away. This time, the photographer was speechless, and suddenly felt less scared.

   Seeing the indifferent expressions on the faces of the two people, the photographer only felt that it was really bad luck to follow these two people for eight lifetimes.

  The photographer continued to follow the two people forward. Uncle’s mood was much calmer this time. After so much experience, he was no longer afraid of what was ahead.

   However, it turned out that he was still too early.

   "Hooho--"

  I saw a white paper-like head on the bridge suddenly appear in front of Mo Yu's eyes.

   There were even a few drops of blood dripping from that bright long tongue.

   turned out to be real blood, and the photographer petrified.

  The empty eyes also flowed with bloodstains, looking very infiltrating.

   The whole face is distorted like the terrifying grimace you often see in ghost movies on TV.

  's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, his hands clenched into fists and swung heavily towards the ugly face.

   I saw the ghost scream in pain, and the whole face was distorted by the pain and looked more like a ghost than before.

With a    "click", it seemed that the ghost fell down with the sound of the rope breaking.

   Now, the photographer can see clearly, it is a person!

  No, why does he have this idea? It's not a human being, isn't that a real ghost?

   But the terrifying mood that he was so afraid of just now is completely relaxed. He feels that there is no need to be afraid of any ghosts encountered with these two people. These two people are living life-saving charms!

   "Taggle!" Wan Zexi narrowed his eyes slightly, took out a tissue from his pocket and pulled Mo Yu's hand.

   That hand has distinct joints and is slender as jade. It is very beautiful, but it feels a little bigger than her hand looks, Wan Zexi thought while wiping that hand with a light expression.

  Photographers and people crawling on the ground always feel as if they are invisibly eating a handful of dog food.

  The editor also added a piece of music here in the later stage. Two people who are obviously very beautiful, but they feel very funny because of the people crawling on the ground.

   When the people on the ground were about to run away when they weren't paying attention, Wan Zexi's eyes flashed, and a knife slashed the man unconscious.

   "Why did you stun him?" Mo Yu was a little curious.

   I saw the juvenile smile like a prank, "It's very useful."

  I saw the boy crouched down, wrapped his hands in paper, and quickly took off all the props and costumes of the man.

   He glanced at the surrounding area by the way, and brought all the props that could be used.

  The photographer watched with a dazed expression as the teenager gradually dressed himself up as a ghost. Damn it, why are you so skilled in your movements?

The young man looked at Mo Yu, pondered for a few seconds, and then whispered, "Be patient." After speaking, he made the girl's long hair very messy, and a bluish grimace gently stuck to it. on that delicate face.

   The two slowly dressed up.

   I saw that the two people dressed up were no different from the two people just now. No, it should be said that Wan Zexi's craftsmanship is very good, which is more terrifying than the previous one.

  Wan Zexi seemed to remember something, looked at the uncle photographer, and Mo Yu followed.

   was stared at by two grimacing faces, and the photographer trembled, how could he have a bad premonition.

   Three minutes later.

   Looking at the photographer who couldn't see the original appearance at all, Wan Zexi hooked his lips with satisfaction, "That's it, the camera is just wrapped around it."

   Photographer: "..." Have you considered his feelings?

  …

   "Lu...Lu Yan...you wait for me..." Fan Hong's voice began to tremble when she saw the cold atmosphere around her.

   Lu Yan frowned impatiently. He found that he was lost here and couldn't see anything clearly. If he knew, he wouldn't have to be so angry to come to this haunted house.

   Even the photographer who was following behind them just now deliberately got rid of them. Now that I think about it, I regret it.

   "Ah—ghost!"

   Fan Hong screamed and hugged Lu Yan's arm tightly.

   "What is it? We walked all the way just now, except for the skeletons in the coffins, and we didn't see any ghosts!"

   "No, no, there really are ghosts, look there."

  Lu Yan looked over impatiently, and saw that his expression froze instantly——

   I saw that face was both terrifying and intimidating.

   "Hurry up." His hands were shaking a little and he quickly pulled Fan Hong and ran forward.

When    was running, the gloomy wind was blowing, which made people feel cold.

   "Take your life~"

   "Take your life~"

   "No, no." Fan Hong seemed to have thought of something, her face was extremely pale, and her voice was trembling and was about to cry.

   "Fan Hong, please wake me up." This time, Lu Yan's face was full of disgust. If it wasn't for his mother, he would have left her here long ago.

"what--"

   Fan Hong looked at the boss behind Lu Yan with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and his fingers tremblingly pointed behind Lu Yan.

  Lu Yan looked back and saw a white scary grimace staring at him faintly.

  Lu Yan's heart suddenly came to his throat, and his face was faintly pale.

   "Run back."

   Who knew that he just turned around, "Ahhhh!"

   There was a **** head hanging upside down, and there was no human body, so Lu Yan became more and more afraid.

   And Fan Hong's already crying makeup has been put on, no one is a ghost or a ghost, and it looks no different from a ghost.

   The photographer in the dark couldn't help but smile. Those two people were too bad, but he liked it. Rather than being scared by others, he might as well scare others himself.

  White Ghost: Brother himself?

  Why has he never seen such a terrifying appearance? They would check each other before pretending to be a ghost, just in case he was frightened by his own people.

  Wan Zexi saw the question of the white ghost and nodded calmly.

   The white ghost looked at Mo Yu: Are you too?

   Mo Yu nodded lightly.

   The white ghost just looked at the photographer's uncle, and saw that the uncle nodded immediately, indicating that he was a man.

  The photographer didn't know if he didn't act as a ghost, but only when he acted as a ghost, wasn't the white ghost in front of him the one that floated away just now?

   really scared him so much that he won't come to the haunted house next time he is killed.

  Lu Yan's face was pale, and his stomach turned upside down. Now he just wanted to vomit in disgust. That ghost just now was so disgusting.

   Even Fang Hong didn't have time to pay attention and ran back hard.

   In fact, Fan Hong was frightened and passed out.

   Seeing that white ghost left early, Wan Zexi and the other three cleaned up everything on their bodies.

   Looking at the fainted woman, the photographer felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart. He was not afraid to sneak in when he saw so many scary things just now. It seems that his mental quality is still good, although he can't compare to the two perverts around him.

   Author: Are you sure you are not avenging your little Yuyu?

   The prince curled his lips and smiled: I am so kind, how could it be?

   Author: Mo Yu, take this white lotus from your home

   Mo Yu smiled slightly: Xixi is a white lotus, and I am a black lotus.

   Can this author not eat this dog food?

   Mo Yu/Wan Zexi: No

   Author: I...

   Silent comfort in my heart, um! Anyway, you guys are still with me, right?

   (end of this chapter)