Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 67 Brother Xiaojiu, does it hurt?

"Well!"

Unexpectedly, even the fingernails of this monster were weapons, and the skin on Xiaojiu's hands and arms was torn, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Su Qingtian supported Xiao Jiu's arm, looked at the bleeding wound, and narrowed her pupils slightly.

The repelled bride sneered, got up again and rushed over.

She knew very well that if she wanted to escape tonight, she had to grab the little baby in front of her as a bargaining chip!

Seeing the dark red coming again, Xiao Jiu stretched out her arms and hugged the little master tightly in her arms, and quickly turned her back to the bride.

Su Qingtian, who was in the boy's arms, felt the boy trembling with fear.

Even though he knew he was going to die, the boy still kept his promise and tightly protected himself.

A pair of small hands passed through Xiao Jiu's armpits and hugged his waist back.

The young man was taken aback, and the moment he lowered his head to look at the little master, his body was pulled by a powerful force.

In front of him, his and Su Qingtian's positions were switched instantly.

Before he could react in the future, he saw the little girl raised her short leg and kicked it out.

This seemingly useless side kick unexpectedly knocked the rushing bride to the ground.

After drawing a long section on the ground, it slammed heavily on the door of the new house.

Seeing this powerful counterattack, Liu Zifeng was taken aback for a while.

Before he could recover, a shrill scream came from his ear.

"Strange...monster!"

"Miss Cheng is actually a monster!"

The man in white tremblingly pointed at the bride whose Xipa had fallen.

The other party's face was festered, without the skin covered by the bluish-purple texture of the face, and a grey-white cat's eye looked coldly at everyone on the hideous and terrifying face.

"Hugh is talking nonsense!"

Liu Zifeng scolded the man in white for shouting.

Although he knew that Miss Cheng's family was dead, but for the sake of her name and the family reputation of the two squires, he could not say that the ghost was the bride herself.

"This is a monster! It just looks like Miss Cheng's!"

Being reprimanded like this, the man in white was too frightened to look up, and hid in the corner behind Liu Zifeng in fear.

The ghostly gray-white cat's eyes were too scary, and he lost two souls with just one glance.

The monster at the door turned up from the ground, lying on all fours on the ground like a jackal, coldly scanning the few people in the house.

There was a sound that was neither human nor animal from the throat, and it echoed in this dark green house, which was particularly permeating.

Knowing how powerful Su Qingtian is, the monsters dare not attack her again, and there is still a man in a white fox mask blocking his way.

For a while, she could only wander back and forth anxiously, trying to find a breakthrough.

"Brother Jiu, does it hurt?"

Su Qingtian, who kicked away the ghost, immediately took Xiao Jiu's arm and carefully inspected the criss-cross wounds on it.

She pursed her mouth and whispered to the other party.

"The subordinates are fine."

With a sweet and hot breath blowing on the wound, the boy's ears turned red again. Fortunately, the room was gloomy and dark, and no one could see his shy appearance.

As far as I can remember, no one has ever cared about him so much. It is common for him to be cold and hungry on weekdays. Even if he is injured on the way to work, the people around him seem to have not seen him.

The little master's soft little hand kept checking the wound back and forth on his arm. Xiao Jiu was not used to such concern, and wanted to withdraw his arm a little awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingtian was extremely powerful, but Xiao Jiu found that she couldn't move even after exerting some strength.

"Don't move."

Sensing Xiao Jiu's resistance, Su Qingtian raised her face and said, "This wound is poisonous, and it's not easy to heal."

The poison began to spread while speaking, and Xiao Jiu suddenly felt that the whole forearm began to ache, and the pain also spread to the upper arm with the blood.

The flesh near the wound also gradually turned black, and blood vessels burst out like spider webs densely crawling all over the arm.

Seeing Xiao Jiuqiang's appearance of breaking out in cold sweat without crying out for pain, Su Qingtian's eyes flashed cold.

This poison is really vicious!

Raising her gaze, her eyes locked on the man wearing the white fox mask.

"You, cut it!"

The man was slightly taken aback, and looked down at the little girl who dared to order him.

Before the corners of the mouth were raised, before he could chuckle out loud, the soul in his body was instantly suppressed by a powerful spiritual pressure.

After a series of chaotic images flashed through his mind, the man realized that his thoughts were under full control.

As long as he has the slightest thought of resisting, that power will tear his soul, and the damage to his soul will be extremely difficult to heal, making him in agony.

The intense fear emanating from the depths of his soul made him consciously and subconsciously obey the will of the person who gave the order.

The expressionless man in the white fox mask turned to face Su Qingtian.

He raised his hands in front of his chest and made a standard salute to the little girl.

Immediately afterwards, the thin as cicada's wings danced again, stabbing at the spirit.

The silver blade reflected cold light under the green light, reflected on the man's white fox mask, and also reflected his fierce figure.

Seeing this, the spirit went directly towards Liu Zifeng.

Su Qingtian and Xiao Jiu didn't dare to provoke them, so now they had to capture a living person as a bargaining chip.

The man in the white fox mask had already sensed the ghost's thoughts, so he flew in an instant and turned in a direction to block the ghost's way.

"Ding!"

The blade of the sword pierced the claws of the spirit, and there was a sound of collisions in the room.

Knowing that if they continue to fight, they will lose their lives, the spirit uses its strength to distance itself from the man, and then retracts its ghost domain with a big hand to prepare to escape.

Immediately, the surroundings returned to the state of red candles filling the room, Liu Zifeng saw that the ghost who killed Miss Cheng's family was about to flee, so he couldn't help rushing forward.

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, there is an enchantment outside this layer of ghost domain, and the spirit was knocked back into the house, as if it was firmly trapped to death in this new house.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the spirit uttered a mournful roar.

"grumble!"

The body in the wedding dress suddenly swelled up, and the spirit tore off the clothes like crazy, with thick and long sharp nails, jumped up towards the masked man, ready to fight with his life.

If it can't escape, it will explode itself, causing the entire room to be buried!

Seeing this, the man in the white fox mask immediately cut his fingertips with the blade of his sword, and when the blood stained the blade, a golden light exploded.

The dazzling light made Liu Zifeng and others subconsciously cover their eyes.

Looking up again, several people have returned to the previous room, and there is no ghost figure.

"Damn it, it escaped!"

Looking at the blue-purple liquid remaining on the long sword in his hand, the man in the white fox mask frowned slightly.

Seeing the moonlight pouring in from the wide open door, the man in white ran out of the door like crazy, screaming uncontrollably.

Just as Liu Zifeng was about to chase him out, there was a muffled sound behind him.

This came from under Xi's bed. He squatted down and pushed aside the bed curtain and looked down. The body of Miss Cheng's family who had been killed and skinned by the spirit was lying quietly on the ground.

Although the ghost was not killed, the man in the white fox mask had completed Su Qingtian's instructions.

The oppression in the soul also dissipated.

(End of this chapter)