shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Bai Xingye did not stay by his sister's side tonight.

Because he saw Feng Fuce returned to his room, as if he had fallen asleep.

So he left with confidence.

Tonight, he has something more important to do.

That is, teach Song Qingying, who secretly spoke ill of her sister, a lesson.

Although during the day, Feng Fuce had already ordered Shura envoy to attack Song Qingying.

But Bai Xingye thought that, as an elder brother, how could he not do it himself?
You can't let that boy Wan Zonghou take the lead in everything.

However, just as he was lurking near Song Qingying's house on a rainy night, he suddenly heard a scream coming from inside the house.

Bai Xingye hid immediately, while frowning suspiciously.

What happened?
Could it be that the Asura envoy has already made an advance move?

Song Qingying's cry became sharper, like a scream.

It alarmed the maid who was sleeping in the side pavilion, as well as the guards who were patrolling nearby.

Bai Xingye lay on the opposite roof, watching the maids enter the house in a panic.

Song Qingying's cry came from inside.

"Get rid of that man on the beam! Get rid of him! He frightens me."

The servant girl's face turned pale with fright.

"Miss, on the beam, where...is there anyone there?"

Besides, who would stay on the beam?

Song Qingying originally covered her eyes with a pillow.

Hearing this, she raised her head and glanced at the beam again.

Only she can see it.

That man with a green face and dark eyes, with a rope hanging around his neck, is still swinging on the beam!
"Ah!" Song Qingying screamed again.

She frantically shrank back to the corner of the bed: "Drive him away! Drive him away! This is a hanged ghost."

Overwhelmed by fright, she began to recite the Buddha's name indiscriminately: "Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, drive him away!"

However, not only was it useless, the maid came up and wanted to hold Song Qingying down, lest she be too emotional and hurt herself.

Unexpectedly, the maid's hand just touched Song Qingying's arm, and Song Qingying pushed her away fiercely!

"You're a ghost too! You're all ghosts! Don't come near me, don't come here!" she yelled hysterically.

The servant girl's waist bumped against the table beside her, and she immediately cried out in pain.

The surrounding maids did not dare to approach.

They all said in one voice, "please come over quickly, madam and master."

In Song Qingying's eyes, these people all had green skin and green eyes lying on their bodies.

She was so frightened that she almost passed out.

When Huan Guogong and Mrs. Wei arrived.

Song Qingying saw that the evil spirit who was originally hanging on the beam jumped down and lay on her father Huan Guogong's shoulder.

The ghost breathed out a cold air, opened his mouth and smiled, showing sharp blood teeth.

Song Qingying stared at Huan Guogong and shouted: "Don't come here, don't come here!"

Duke Huan frowned, and walked over: "Ying'er, what's wrong with you!"

"It's a good night, why are you crazy?"

He stretched out his hand, just about to touch his daughter's forehead.

However, in Song Qingying's eyes, Huan Guogong approached her with the hanged ghost on his back!
She screamed constantly in fright, raised her foot and kicked Huan Guogong hard.

"Don't come over!" Song Qingying kicked hard.

Duke Huan was caught off guard and fell backwards with an ouch, taking Mrs. Wei with him.

Several servant girls tried to help, but they also fell together.

Everyone groaned again and again, but Song Qingying on the bed saw those ghosts coming down from them and surrounding her.

The smile on every ghost's face is sinister and evil.

This time, Song Qingying didn't resist anymore, and after a scream, she passed out.