After becoming a female devil, I cultivated immortality in prison

Chapter 62 Feng Ping
"Old lady, Fifth Miss has caught it!"

The visitor clasped Qin Shuyue's hands and reported to Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin glanced at Xue Changlin who was at the side, with a hesitant look on her face, "Can this monster still harm people?"

Xue Changlin stood aside, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at Qin Shuyue who was being escorted and kneeling on the ground.

Her face was bloodshot, but her lips were pale, "Grandma, don't treat me like this, I'm really Yue'er!"

Xue Changlin didn't know where her supernatural power came from in the first place, but at this moment, the Fifth Miss of the Qin Mansion seemed to have no ability.

Without any hesitation, he cupped his hands and replied: "Madam, this monster is attached to Miss Fifth, its power is limited, and it should not have the ability to hurt people right now."

As soon as Xue Changlin's words fell, Mrs. Qin let out a long breath while stroking her chest, and ordered the people below: "Tie her up and lock her into the woodshed."

Qin Shuyue was dragged away from Tianchun Hall.

While struggling, she yelled at Mrs. Qin, "Grandma, I'm really Yue'er!"

"Grandma, grandma, let me go—"

Qin Shuyue ran for a long time just now, but did not avoid the numerous servants of the Qin Mansion.

Her hair had long been scattered, and her skirts were disheveled during the struggle, like a mad woman.

Seeing that this sentence didn't work, Qin Shuyue changed the subject and shouted at Mrs. Qin's position: "I am the fourth concubine, how dare you treat me like this—"

The sound became farther and farther away, until Qin Shuyue was pulled out and could no longer be heard.

Mrs. Qin pinched her brows tiredly, and the gully on her face became more and more obvious.

"Xue Daoist, what you have done with this monster, I don't have to care about you..."

"But you must repay the crime and drive this monster out of Yue'er's body."

Speaking of this, her eyes suddenly turned fierce, "Otherwise, I am not a good-natured person..."

She sneered, and only then did she pursue Xue Changlin's question with him.

Xue Changlin cupped his hands, and assured Mrs. Qin: "It's natural. The poor Taoist made such a mistake because of greed for a while, and he will naturally try his best to make up for it."

Seeing that he made the promise, the expression on Mrs. Qin's face was a little better.

Immediately afterwards, she shouted outside the door: "Come here, please ask Daoist Xue to rest in the wing."

After she finished speaking, a few servants came in outside the house, Xue Changlin flicked his sleeves and went out with them.

After he left, Mrs. Qin said to Yiqing who was waiting by her side, "Send some people to look after him."

Seeing this, Yiqing hurriedly blessed her body, said yes, and followed her out.

Mrs. Qin looked at Yiqing's back, but her heart was pounding for some reason, and she couldn't calm down.

Obviously the monster was caught, and Xue Changlin also agreed to exorcise the monster, but she always felt that something worse would happen...

At night, the main house of Xuanzhuyuan seemed to be enveloped by a burst of black air.

Qin Zhen was lying on the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

His body was tightly pressed against the bed board, unable to move, and a black air wrapped around his neck and wrists.

His lips were trembling, and he seemed to want to shout something, but he couldn't make a sound.

It looks very unbearable.

After many days, Qin Zhen dreamed of that place for the first time.

Qin Zhen was sleeping in the Xuanzhu Courtyard one moment before, and came to a splendid palace the next moment.

Before he could react, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by a person.

After he took a closer look, he realized that the person who threw him down turned out to be himself.

To be precise, the man had the same face as him.

Qin Zhen was so surprised that he didn't notice that the man was holding a dagger in his hand for a moment.

It wasn't until a sharp pain came from his abdomen that Qin Zhen lowered his head to look at his upper body.

'Qin Zhen' in front of him stabbed the dagger in his hand until the lower part of the dagger completely sank into his body, and blood oozed from the torn mouth.

The pain was felt gradually, and after a few breaths, he finally let out a scream.

In this familiar place, resplendent and mysterious, Qin Zhen was killed by himself...

There is only him and a person who looks exactly like him in this huge side hall.

"Help—" he struggled to yell.

The 'Qin Zhen' in front of him stared at him motionlessly, looking terrified.

But Qin Zhen could clearly see his lower lip move slightly, raising an imperceptible arc.

No one and no one would pay attention to Qin Zhen's cry for help and screams, until the person in front of him pulled out the knife in his hand.

Blood spurted from the wound along with the tip of the knife, splashing onto the wall beside him.

'Qin Zhen' repeated this action, pulling out the dagger in his hand and stabbing it in again.

"Feng Ping, you deserve to die, you can't blame me."'Qin Zhen' murmured.

help...

Qin Zhen wanted to cry out, but his body couldn't exert himself, and a sharp pain tormented him.

It wasn't until now that he realized it with hindsight.

He seemed to have turned into Feng Ping and was killed by himself in the secret realm.

No, he's not dead yet...

It was obvious that his blood was dripping all over the place, but his consciousness was extremely clear, he passively endured the tearing pain all over his body, and he couldn't even pass out.

Like a drowning dead dog, the blood tightly blocked his throat, and gushed out of his mouth again.

"Qin Zhen, you died under my knife, only because of your incompetence!"

"How does it feel to be slaughtered?"

The face of the person in front of him changed into that of Feng Ping again.

At this moment, Qin Zhen finally got out of the drowning feeling.

His eyes were full of fear, and then he screamed, "Feng Ping! Impossible, you can't be alive... Are you a ghost?"

Feng Ping's face was covered with blood splashed from his body, and then he laughed strangely, "You killed me with this expression and this look, you are right, just like a ghost."

In this teasing atmosphere, Qin Zhen's sanity seemed to return briefly.

After understanding the situation he was in, he no longer had the fear of the unknown before.

While spitting out blood, he said intermittently: "Feng Ping, you can't kill me, I'm the son of Duke Qin's mansion..."

"Grandmother and father will come to me soon..."

Saying this, he seemed to have plucked up his courage again, "Feng Ping, you hurt me like this, when I get out, I will definitely send someone to kill your whole family!"

After hearing his vicious words, Feng Ping seemed to be laughing uncontrollably.

Shrill laughter echoed in drawn-out tones in the empty hall.

"Qin Zhen, do you think you have anything other than the title of son of the Qin family?"

"If I kill you, you will have nothing..."

"In my next life, I will be entrusted to be born in a family like me, and I will be ravaged and humiliated by others for the rest of my life!"

The last few words were almost squeezed out of Feng Ping's teeth.

It was like a vicious curse, but it was also an explanation of his own life.

After listening to his words, Qin Zhenda had the posture of smashing the jar, but instead sneered, "What good thing do you think you are?"

"I didn't force you to be a dog, it's all because of your own willingness..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Ping grabbed his neck violently. His forehead was bulging with blue veins, the back of his hand was almost stretched, showing great strength.

"Shut up, shut up!"

"It was you who killed me, it was you, it was you!" Feng Ping's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, even he didn't know what he was talking about.

Qin Zhen grabbed the back of his hand and struggled, his face became paler, and the feeling of drowning was repeated.

Until the next moment, it seemed that the world had turned upside down, and Qin Zhen fainted for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was lying on top of a person, and the knife in his hand stabbed the person under him uncontrollably.

And the person under him was himself.

Qin Zhen also felt a strong pain in his abdomen when the knife was cut down.

"No—" He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound.

As if trapped in this body, he couldn't control his movements, and could only watch the knife in his hand kill him over and over again.

Qin Zhen killed himself again, but this time he was in the killing position.

This moment is repeated almost a hundred times.

　I lost my job yesterday, and my health is not very good recently. I always suffer from insomnia and fatigue. Maybe this job is too tiring, so I plan to take a good rest and have a gap for a while.There will be more updates starting today. I want to finish writing this book as soon as possible, which can be regarded as an explanation for you.I am very sorry everyone, I will adjust my body and state as soon as possible, coordinate the writing and rest time, and then I will coordinate the writing and working time.I think I may not be good enough in this area. (Some thoughts, I hope you don't mind.)
　　
　
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