The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 89 Night Quest Haunted House
How could she kill someone? It was Fu Moshen who killed him.

"Good girl, don't wrong yourself like this anymore, such a man is not worth it. He doesn't care if you are hurting for him. Besides, he is going to kill you now to avenge his lover!" The voice of the translucent figure was in her ear sounded.

Yingying's words made Qiao Yimo feel excited. It seemed that only by killing Fu Moshen could this matter be successfully concluded.

But the inner struggle left Qiao Yimo at a loss.

She stared at the dagger in her hand, Fu Moshen who was opposite seemed to be stimulated by the dagger in her hand, and rushed towards her instantly.

Qiao Yimo also noticed that he was rushing towards him like crazy, and staggered back a few steps, feeling extremely scared in his heart.

"Fu Moshen, I beg you, don't come here!

"Please..." Qiao Yimo begged in tears.

But Fu Moshen seemed as if he couldn't hear it, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

Seeing her like this, the translucent figure seemed a little annoyed, and said again, "What? Are you planning not to resist? Do you want to bury his lover with him because of your feelings for this man?"

"Hurry up and do it!"

Qiao Yimo clenched the dagger in his hand, looking at Fu Moshen, his heart was full of intolerance and fear, as well as sadness and despair.

How did they become what they are now?
"I can't kill him, we have to go out together!" Qiao Yimo grasped the only purpose in his heart and refuted the voice of killing Fu Moshen.

"Don't be afraid, after killing this man, I will take you out of here! No one will hurt you again! Kill him, use the dagger in your hand, quickly!" The voice of the translucent figure was like With magic.

The last hope was instantly shattered, as long as she killed Fu Moshen, she would be able to leave safely. The temptation to live made Qiao Yimo swallow her saliva.

She didn't know what she was insisting on, Fu Moshen had become so cruel and indifferent, did she really want to wait to die like this?

Countless images flashed through her mind, and she slowly raised the ghost knife in her hand.

At this moment, Fu Moshen came to Qiao Yimo in an instant holding a dagger.

"I'm really not an evil spirit, and I didn't kill Mu Yunxi, let alone hurt you. Don't you understand me after we've been together for so long?"

Qiao Yimo explained again, but Fu Moshen on the opposite side didn't listen at all, and stabbed her with a knife.

Qiao Yimo could clearly feel that decisive movement, indifferent eyes, and the airflow brought by waving his arms.

The cold light of the dagger made Qiao Yimo's eyes hurt, and hot tears flowed down his cheeks.

"What a fool, if you don't kill him, he will kill you. Are you really willing to bury his lover?" The translucent figure's words sounded in the ear, full of resentment, completely different from the bitter words just now. Same.

Qiao Yimo's heart was already so cold, he knew that he would die if the knife was used.

But there was no way to raise the dagger in front of Fu Moshen.

She closed her eyes in despair, and two tears fell from her eyes. With her arms hanging down, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground. Qiao Yimo stood there, quietly waiting for death...

In the same bamboo forest, snowflakes are slowly falling.

A black shadow not far away flashed by, Fu Moshen noticed it instantly, and quickly took two steps towards the black shadow, wanting to see who was hiding there and dared not come out.

But before he could see clearly what the black shadow looked like, it disappeared.

A trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in my heart.

Could it be that he had turned the tiger away from the mountain, he was startled and quickly turned around, and found that Qiao Yimo, who was looking down for things, had already walked behind him.

Qiao Yimo was smiling sinisterly at him, holding a gleaming sharp knife in his hand.

"Is this what you're looking for?" Fu Moshen looked around calmly.

This is still the same bamboo forest, nothing has changed.

Qiao Yimo on the opposite side didn't say a word, but sneered and slashed at him with a knife.

Fu Moshen quickly dodged to dodge, his body's weakness did not allow him to make too many movements, so he could only distance himself from Qiao Yimo as much as possible.

"What are you doing?"

Qiao Yimo sneered, "What are you doing? Of course I will kill you!"

Fu Mo frowned deeply and looked at her. He didn't expect Qiao Yimo to say such a thing. He was fine just now, so why did he suddenly become like this.

He felt rather weird, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you want to kill me?"

"... For such a long time, I have doubted your identity. What kind of blood can exorcise ghosts? You can't even come from a family like Mu Yunxi who exorcises ghosts. How can you do it?"

"My blood has such an effect, didn't you discover it?" Fu Moshen looked at the woman in front of him, and asked.

"Yes, I discovered it. Only a particularly powerful evil spirit can do such powerful blood!" Qiao Yimo's words made Fu Mo fall silent.

In fact, he also doubted his identity, but he searched through ancient books and materials, but he couldn't find anyone who fit his situation.

There is obviously something wrong with his blood.

Qiao Yimo stared at him viciously, seeming to have countless resentments, "I have tried my best to marry you, but you think of Mu Yunxi everywhere, and even turned a blind eye to me after marriage, and forced me to divorce!"

"I never told you to leave after that." Fu Moshen looked at Qiao Yimo and said lightly.

"Hahaha, it's too late! Day and night, I want to tear a scumbag like you into pieces! But now, I think of a better way to get revenge on you!"

Qiao Yimo was full of pride, Fu Mo frowned deeply, "What?"

"Don't you understand? It's me. I found a chance to kill Mu Yunxi, whom you miss so much! Hahaha!" Qiao Yimo laughed crazily.

Fu Moshen's expression was a little stiff, and a trace of complexity flashed in Qiao Yimo's eyes.

"You said, you killed Mu Yunxi?"

"Yes, I'm going to kill you now!"

Qiao Yimo rushed up to Fu Moshen with a dagger in hand, and slashed viciously at Fu Moshen's neck.

Fu Moshen hurriedly squatted down to avoid it, and the dagger slashed heavily on the bamboo behind Fu Moshen.

The bamboo as thick as the mouth of a bowl was instantly chopped off by Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo didn't know where the strength came from, no matter how much Fu Moshen had, his next stab was still extremely ferocious.

Fu Moshen was injured, and he was getting more and more exhausted from avoiding Qiao Yimo's fierce attack.

After finally finding a free time to take a break, suddenly a translucent figure appeared beside him, "Young man, be careful behind you!"

Fu Moshen turned his head abruptly, and saw Qiao Yimo jumping up, the dagger in his hand gleaming coldly.

(End of this chapter)