Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mrs. Walton was silent for a mont. “You just said that Helena…” Whether it was the pregnant female ghost or the old lady in the shroud, they had all ntioned “resurrection.” So was the Helena Elr had just ntioned really her daughter, Helena?
George patted Mrs. Walton’s shoulder, indicating that she should not be anxious. He opened his mouth to ask what he had wanted to ask just now.
“You said that Helena can’t live?”
Elr looked at the fluorescent light adhering to the Waltons’ eyes, faces, or foreheads. This was Alia’s magic power. She must have fought the female ghost too hard previously and not controlled her strength well. At this mont, the fluorescent light on the Waltons’ bodies had dimd. There were so things that had to be made clear.
Elr: “Helena replaced Hall by a freak combination of factors. Normal people can’t tell that Helena’s ghost is in Hall’s body, but other ghosts can. As long as Helena walks out, she will constantly attract all kinds of ghosts, malicious ghosts, and even evil ghosts. Paper can’t wrap fire. She won’t live for more than a few years if she’s surrounded by ghosts for a long ti. Besides, soul transmigration doesn’t conform to the rules of Hell. If I don’t capture her, soone else will. Besides, do you want to lock Helena up for the rest of her life?” Like the past twenty years, in order to protect Helena, they locked her in a sterile environnt, locked her at ho, and carefully protected her. Until she died, she didn’t have ti to experience the world.
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