Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 30 Master, I Hate You
Dong Xiaoyu looked at Qiusheng with tears in her beautiful eyes, showing a calm expression.

It seems that he has seen through life and death, and the only one who is reluctant to let go is him.

"Hehe, that's enough to pretend!" Ren Mu lay on the roof, and he could see that Dong Xiaoyu was using the spell of charm, guiding Qiu Sheng to donate hundreds of millions of descendants to make up for her.

It's a pity that she, a fool, doesn't know that Uncle Jiu is already amplifying his moves.

"No, whether you are a human or a ghost, I like you."

"Master said that the spirit of a man can make ghosts improve their morality. Come on, suck me hard!"

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking anxiously, he got up directly.

Quickly unfastened the belt, ready to increase the sperm content of Dong Xiaoyu's faint ghost body by 100%.

"Scream, don't harm my disciples!"

A roar that contained the righteousness of heaven and earth resounded through the entire ruined courtyard.

A shining red money sword suddenly flew out of the air, stabbing at Dong Xiaoyu who was on the ground with such a speed that it couldn't catch the thunder.

Before the money sword flew close, Dong Xiaoyu, whose face changed drastically, immediately flew forward and hugged Qiusheng's scud that had just taken off his trousers.

"Ah, Qiusheng!"

At this time, Qiu Sheng, who didn't know what happened, felt a strong wind behind him, and immediately bent down, trying to protect Dong Xiaoyu in his arms.

"Damn things!"

Uncle Jiu's money sword was blocked by Qiu Sheng, so he could only turn his sword finger, then flew in a big circle in the air, adjusted his direction, and stabbed Dong Xiaoyu again.

"what!"

Before being stabbed, Dong Xiaoyu hurriedly screamed, and the whole faint ghost body desperately tried to squeeze into Qiu Sheng's body.

If she hadn't lost the ghost pill, she would even want to go to Qiusheng's body to avoid Uncle Jiu's big move.

"Master, please let Xiaoyu go!"

Qiu Sheng raised his head and saw the money sword coming fast in the air, he immediately turned around and rushed forward, spread his hands, and used his body to block the Zhiyang Magical Artifact.

"Bastard, are you so bewitched by ghosts that you don't even recognize your master?"

Of course, Qiu Sheng was very familiar with Uncle Jiu's money sword.

But now, for the sake of a female ghost, she wanted to block the sword with her body.

Uncle Jiu had no choice but to take back that extremely powerful money sword that even Ren Mu in the distance felt threatened.

"Master, please let Xiaoyu go!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu take back the money sword, Qiu Sheng immediately flew over, knelt down and kowtowed to plead for mercy.

"Look at your ghostly appearance. I've been busy with the old man's business these two days. I missed a glance at you, and ended up being fascinated by the female ghost."

Uncle Nine scolded loudly, with a look of hating iron but not steel, anyone who saw it would think it was worthless for him, and accepted a very worry-free apprentice.

"Master, I was wrong. You have great supernatural powers and powerful mana. Please save Xiaoyu!"

Qiu Sheng knelt down and came to Uncle Jiu, crying so plaintively that those who heard it wept.

The viewer is disgusted, with snot, tears and mud mixed together, even the image of a beggar is better than him.

Dong Xiaoyu saw that Qiusheng was so heartbroken because of her, begging Uncle Jiu in a humble way, a smile appeared on that illusory face.

"Uncle Jiu, the little girl's name is Dong Xiaoyu. She is about to lose her soul, and her words are kind when she is about to die."

"The ghost is about to disappear, I don't want to regret, I don't ask you to save me, I just ask you not to stop me and Qiusheng from spending the last night together!"

Uncle Jiu, who has always been very protective of the calf, couldn't bear to see Qiusheng crying so hard.

But when he heard the sentence "Spend the rest of the night together", the anger burned instantly.

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu whose virtual reality alternated with each other, he clenched the money sword tightly in his hand.

But soon let go again.

"Qiu Sheng, did you hear that? This female ghost wants to gather yin and replenish yang, so wake up!"

At this time, Qiusheng was bewitched by Dong Xiaoyu's charm technique, not caring about his own safety, his whole body and mind fell.

"Master, I just want to save Xiaoyu!"

Unable to convince Qiu Sheng who was fascinated by the female ghost, Uncle Jiu could only vent his anger on Dong Xiaoyu: "Get out of here, or I will kill you!"

"Uncle Jiu, please help us!" Even in the face of Uncle Jiu who was furious, Dong Xiaoyu remained unmoved.

She is out of time and only wants Qiusheng.

Without ghost pills, ghost energy cannot be used to heal injuries at all. If one does not get Qiu Sheng, who is full of energy, one will surely die.

"Qiu Sheng, you get up first, Master and I"

Looking at the confident Dong Xiaoyu, Uncle Jiu frowned, but spoke to Qiusheng in a gentle tone.

"Master, you promised me!" Qiu Sheng was very familiar with Master's personality, and when he heard the soothing voice, he immediately smiled and got up directly to hug Dong Xiaoyu.

"Beast, die!"

When Qiu Sheng got up together, Uncle Jiu immediately changed his face.

With a big wave of his hand, the money sword in his hand flew towards Dong Xiaoyu.

"Ah, Qiusheng!" With a shrill scream coming from the abandoned courtyard, before Dong Xiaoyu had time to react, he disappeared completely.

"Xiaoyu!"

When Qiusheng saw his beloved Xiaoyu was instantly pierced through his body by a shining red money sword, his heart was broken and his whole body almost froze on the spot.

No one would have thought that Uncle Jiu would use tricks to deal with Qiu Sheng, pretending to give in, but actually stealing ghosts.

"Master, I. Hate. You!"

Sobbing on the ground for a long time, the heartbroken Qiu Sheng slowly squeezed out these five words.

"Qiu Sheng, I'm doing this for your own good!"

Hearing Qiu Sheng's decisive words, Uncle Jiu's heart tightened, and a pained expression appeared on his face.

After all, this kid has been with him for many years, and he has been raised as a half-son. Uncle Jiu looked a little sad, and stepped forward, wanting to reach out to support Qiusheng on the ground.

"Crack!" Qiusheng grabbed the money sword that killed Dong Xiaoyu, and with both arms he pulled hard, directly destroying the most powerful magic weapon on Uncle Jiu.

"Ding!"

Seeing countless copper coins falling down, Qiu Sheng rushed out of the ruins with a ashen face.

Uncle Jiu was left standing there alone. Should he go after Qiu Sheng first, or pack up the precious money sword?
"Hey, what a master-student love!"

Ren Mu was lying on the roof, seeing this scene, he felt a little overwhelmed.

For the sake of Dong Xiaoyu, Qiusheng broke off his friendship with Jiu Shuen.

Although the words were not very clear, everyone felt the heart.

In the end, Uncle Jiu still didn't go after Qiusheng, nor did he pick up the scattered copper coins on the ground.

In some respects, Uncle Jiu is also very arrogant, since Qiu Sheng smashed the money sword.

If you still want to be his apprentice, you must send it back with your own hands!
Running out of the ruined courtyard, the heartbroken Qiu Sheng ran all the way to the west of Renjia Town
He didn't know where to go, he just wanted to vent the pain in his heart.

I don't know how long I ran until I was exhausted, and my feet limp on the ground.

After he came back to his senses, he found that he had come to a mass grave, looked around, and then looked up at the sky, showing a very shocked expression.

"Am I in hell?"

(End of this chapter)