The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 413: Rebellious Son, Really Ridiculous

Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, Jiu Qu glanced back at the little soul floating in front of Jiang Fu happily.

Great, but too great.

The majestic little ghost king, accepting a little ghost at will, and asking himself if he is powerful...

It was really the first time.

Jiang Fu looked at the child floating in front of him, pursed his lips and smiled, although he knew he couldn't touch her, he still stretched out his slender hand, his fingers fell in the air, and shook very lightly:

"Great."

The little soul seemed even happier, her eyes were narrowed, and her laughter rang loudly.

When she was smiling happily, there were millions of black auras around her rushing towards her little body, penetrating into her body and being absorbed by her.

Jiang Fu stood in front of her and watched. She turned her gaze away and watched the black body of the evil spirit that had just been eliminated gradually disappear, turning into dots of black light.

This is, being swallowed by her?

The little soul seemed to have had enough laughter. It floated next to Jiang Fu, nuzzled her gently with its little head, and said in a childish voice:

"Sister, please reward me!"

"What reward do you want?" Jiang Fu asked with lowered eyes.

"Hee hee," the little soul raised his head, "I don't need anything, just burn some paper money for me~"

On the other side, Jiuqu, who was holding the peach wood sword, couldn't help but shiver.

The majestic little ghost king, with souls from all over the world bowing to him, will he be short of money to spend?
I’m afraid half of the paper money burned every year during Qingming Festival will be given to you!
Jiuqu has a lot of puzzles in his heart, but he can only suppress the puzzles and deal with the mess in front of him first.

Zhao Heng was so frightened that he couldn't speak. His fingers kept shaking, his face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he raised his hand after a while, pointing at Zhao Andao, "You...you, you..."

You didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhao An enshrined that evil spirit every day, and he was very dark, so he could naturally see it.

His face also turned pale. He didn't expect that the people Zhao Heng brought could actually see it and kill it with a single sword strike.

Father knows, father knows that he is doing evil things...

"Father, please listen to my son's explanation." Zhao An knelt on the ground and crawled forward. He grabbed Zhao Heng's brocade robe with his fingers, "I heard from a sorcerer before that enshrining immortals can make father's emperor feel better." To prolong life and make Xuanwu safe for hundreds of years, that’s why I..."

However, Jiang Yingxiu had already brought people in to search the secret room. With a pale face, he took out a few things, handed them to Zhao Heng, and said in a low voice:
"emperor."

Zhao Heng had just calmed down a bit, when he raised his eyes and saw what Jiang Yingxiu presented in front of him. His blood surged, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his hand and slapped him:

"Rebel!"

"It's ridiculous!"

He gasped heavily, looked at Zhao An whose cheek was knocked crooked, and said angrily, "Serve the immortal?"

"Why don't you dare to let people go in to worship the immortal? You need to put these things in front of the immortal to worship the immortal!?"

Jiang Yingxiu's hands were also shaking. In the jar that was brought up, the baby was soaked in water, his eyes were gently closed, and his eyelashes were clearly visible.

I don't know if it was killed by Zhao An and enshrined here, or it was brought here after his own death.

"Father, father, please listen to me..." Zhao An crawled back in panic, his words incoherent.

Just when he pulled Zhao Heng to continue explaining, Zhao Heng grabbed his neck, and he almost lifted him up by his neck——

"Did you enshrine this child after he died, or was he killed by you and soaked in it?"

(End of this chapter)