My master is invincible

Chapter 2484 Marriage Coffin (92)

When I saw Widow Zhang's actions, my expression froze. What is she doing?

Want to get the little black stick into the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Opera?
If this is the case, it means that it was true that Dao Yi asked me not to open the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Opera. In other words, Dao Yi had already hinted at me to find Nangong Xin and Widow Zhang at that time.

Thinking of this, I stared at Widow Zhang's arm, and found that her right hand was actually glowing with black air, as if something was wrapped around it.

Grass!
What the hell is going on?
Why is there black air on her arm?

Just as I was dazed for a while, the widow's right hand slapped on the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Xi Zhazhong.

Only a bang was heard.

The lid of the coffin of the Holy Spirit, which was tied by the Jiufeng Opera, bounced off with a swipe.

As the coffin lid was lifted, a strong rancid smell spread instantly, accompanied by a fishy smell, like the smell of rotting corpses of dead fish and cats.

What's weird is that after the coffin lid popped open, the little black stick in the air turned around in an arc and slipped into the coffin of the Holy Spirit.

The moment the little black stick got into the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Opera, for some unknown reason, the rancid smell that filled the house disappeared in an instant.

What's more, it's still behind. After the rotten smell disappeared, the color of the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Opera Zhazhong also gradually faded, from the previous dark red to dark red, and the color is still gradually fading.

This?
What's happening here?
Is it because of the little black stick or because of the widow?

For a while, I couldn't tell the difference at all. The strange thing is that after the widow slapped the palm of the widow on the coffin of the Holy Spirit in Jiufeng Xi Zhazhong, her right hand was kept on the coffin, her face gradually turned pale, and there was a slight spot on her forehead. The sweat overflowed.

At this moment, Nangong Xin came over and smiled softly, "Brother Chen Jiu, can I borrow your Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword to use it?"

As soon as I saw her smile, I immediately knew one thing, she definitely didn't have any good intentions, and I didn't dare to give her the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword tightly.

And the widow's face turned pale when she heard this, she stared at Nangong Xin firmly, and said in an evil voice: "You really are lying to me."

"My dear mother, how dare I lie to you!" Nangong Xin smiled faintly, ignored me, and walked straight towards Widow Zhang.

He stopped at a position about ten centimeters away from Widow Zhang, slowly raised his hand, and slapped Widow Zhang's face suddenly, and said with a light smile, "My dear mother, haven't you always wanted revenge?"

Ok?
Looking at Nangong Xin's indifferent expression, I felt a little bit in my heart, is she plotting against Widow Zhang?

But, not so!

When I think of Nangongxin's previous performance, I feel very uncomfortable. No matter what the widow has done before, at least she chose family affection at the critical moment.

And this Nangong core...

Immediately, I didn't say a word, and stared at the mother and daughter closely, and saw the widow sneered again and again, "Okay, okay, okay, as expected of my daughter, she is cruel and vicious enough, even her own mother Dare to calculate."

"Hahaha!"

Nangong Xin laughed loudly, she didn't know if she was laughing too recklessly, or what happened, the two braids behind her were untied, and her hair was disheveled, looking extremely scary.

"Birth mother?"

"You have the face to say that?"

"If you hadn't devoted yourself to pursuing beauty back then, my father would not have died."

"If you hadn't been careful back then, my own mother would not have committed suicide."

That Nangong Xin yelled frantically, and every time she said a word, she slapped Widow Zhang loudly on the face.

After a few words, half of the widow's face was completely bloated, but Nangong Xin didn't intend to stop at all, and shouted again, "Say, is beauty really that important to you?"

Snapped!
Another slap in the face.

"Even if you are so beautiful, so what? One day, your face will be consumed by the years, and eventually become piles of bones!"

Nangong Xin roared again.

This time, the strength in her hand was obviously stronger than before, and when she slapped it down, the widow shook violently a few times, almost falling down.

However, what I can't understand is that even after being slapped several times, the widow's right hand has been clinging to the coffin of the Holy Spirit, not daring to let go.

Looking at the actions of Widow Zhang, my heart sank like iron. If I guessed correctly, that widow should be breaking the curse of Jiufeng Xi's piercing of the coffin of the Holy Spirit. In other words, her right hand should not be loosened.

Once loosened, it may be fatal.

Otherwise, with Widow Zhang's mentality, how could she allow Nangong Xin to slap her in the face.

Could it be... everything that Nangong Xin did before was for this moment?
And from what Nangong Xin said just now, she should have had a long-standing grudge against Widow Zhang.

For a while, it was difficult for me to judge who was right and who was wrong between the two of them.

However, what surprised me was that Nangong Xin was not Widow Zhang's biological daughter.This is really big news. If it is a man's daughter, it may not be his own daughter.

After all, only the owner of the field knows who planted the seeds in the field.

However, women are different. No matter who planted the seeds, they will eventually go to the field.

But, according to Nangong Xin, she is not Widow Zhang's biological daughter, what's going on?

Suppressing the doubts in my heart, I looked towards Nangongxin.

At this time, Nangong Xin's face was ferocious, her eyes were red, she was staring at Widow Zhang, and she was roaring, maybe because she was too excited, I couldn't hear the words roaring from her mouth at all, so I knew she should on the brink of collapse.

And the widow stared at Nangong Xin firmly. If eyes could kill, Nangong Xin would have died countless times.

"Brother Chen Jiu!"

That Nangong Xin looked at me, the voice she called me was completely different from the voice just now, very soft.

She said: "Can you lend me the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword?"

What's weird is that after she said this, I felt a sway in the depths of my heart, and I couldn't help handing over the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword.

Honestly speaking, there are thousands of people in my heart who are unwilling to hand over the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword to her.

However, the limbs are not obedient at all.

Grass.

What's happening here?
Why does this happen?
In an instant, I was very puzzled, but I still handed the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword to Nangong Xin.

Nangongxin smiled sweetly at me after receiving the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, "Thank you Brother Chen Jiu!"

After that, she tightened the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, and slowly turned around to look at Widow Zhang, her eyes full of killing intent.

(End of this chapter)