The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

The Male Protagonist And The Male Counterpart Are Together 16-17-18

The housekeeper ran away quickly, unable to see clearly the direction ahead.

He regretted it so much that he shouldn't have come out.

This kind of unknown fear is the most frightening. It's like a knife hanging above his head and it may fall at any time.

The housekeeper's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his steps became slower and slower. As he ran without hesitation, his face, instead of blushing at all, was as pale as a layer of plaster.

He finally couldn't run in the long corridor and had to stop to rest. He didn't realize that his face had begun to stiffen, and the wrinkles were solidified on his face like plaster. Only his eyes were moving in their dilated sockets.

The housekeeper wanted to scream for help, but was horrified to realize that his mouth could not be opened. The upper and lower lips were tightly sewn together, making it impossible to make a sound.

He lowered his head in shock, a sharp dull pain came from his chest, and a white bone penetrated his heart.

The housekeeper fell down with a muffled sound, his eyes staring blankly upward, the dim yellow lantern fluttering gently.

The death of the housekeeper ignited the tense atmosphere in the entire Duan Mansion. The servants quit their jobs and left very few. Master Duan had a mouthful of blood spilling from his throat. His legs and feet were unsteady and he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. His eyes were so bloodshot they were scarlet. His demeanor is approaching madness.

The housekeeper has been with him for decades, but now he is gone. The Duan family is about to be wiped out.

Mr. Duan shook his head. He was afraid of death, and even more afraid of the pain of death. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to escape from this terrible place.

He reluctantly got up and pulled his only son, "quick! Pack your things, let's leave quickly!"

He stumbled into the room and packed his luggage hurriedly, putting valuable things into the bag haphazardly.

After his son finished cleaning up, Mr. Duan grabbed someone and ran away. When he thought of something, he turned around and went to another yard to find the Taoist priest. In order to leave Yecheng safely, it is always useful to take a Taoist priest with him.

Mr. Duan ran in such a hurry that his mind was in a mess. When he finally cleared his mind and came back to his senses, he found that something was wrong with the scene in front of him. It was not the rockery pond in his backyard. Everything in front of him turned into nothingness. There was a sharp pain in the soles of his feet.

Mr. Duan lowered his head and saw that the soles of his feet were filled with fire. The flames were so bright that they spread up and wrapped around his entire calf. He could no longer see the soles of his feet clearly.

Mr. Duan was shocked and jumped wildly. He turned to look at his son in fear. He was shocked to find that the person he was pulling was not his second son. That face was also very familiar to him.

With light eyebrows, white robes, and a hole in his forehead bleeding gurglingly, he was Duan Hanchuan.

The son he hated and feared.

The scene of Duan Hanchuan's death appeared in Mr. Duan's mind. The other person was now standing in front of him with a pale face. Mr. Duan's heartbeat suddenly stopped, his eyeballs protruded, and he made a frightening sound in his throat. hands away.

His face twisted and he said: "You, don't come here! Get out!"

"You will die if you die, why don't you let me go?"