The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 110 Ghost Adventures
Li Ruoxian looked at everything in front of her, and blinked in disbelief. Yan Xingchen really hid a lot from her. His technique was definitely not used by a ghost without grade.

Yan Xingchen turned to Li Ruoxian with a smile and said, "I set up a barrier around your body, no one can break the barrier I set up and find you."

Li Ruoxian let Yan Xingchen hold hands, nodded and asked, "Then where are we going now?"

"Going to Youdu, originally I planned to go alone, but Xianxian was so worried about me, so I had to take you with me." Yan Xingchen said it very easily, as if the two were inseparable newlyweds.

Li Ruoxian lowered her eyes slightly, thinking of something and said in a deep voice: "Do you know where my mother's soul is?"

Yan Xingchen shook his head, seeing the tension in Li Ruoxian's heart, Yan Xingchen held Li Ruoxian's hand a little harder, as if to comfort the nervous Li Ruoxian.

Li Ruoxian showed a calm smile, knowing that Yan Xingchen had been looking for Fu Xingyan these days, but unfortunately Fu Xingyan's hiding skills were too good, so there was no news from him.

Yan Xingchen suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Xianxian, you said you met your mother in a daze, should I call her mother-in-law?"

Faced with Yan Xingchen's thick skin, Li Ruoxian realized for the first time that Yan Xingchen's face was comparable to a courtyard wall. She coughed dryly to relieve the embarrassment, and Li Ruoxian smiled and said: "Xingchen, you are too cheeky, we are not married yet. ...Besides, your rash address will scare my mother, and my mother will never agree to you becoming her son-in-law, she has always had a high opinion of her son-in-law. "

Silenced by Li Ruoxian's words, Yan Xingchen once again showed a very sad expression, "Xianxian, you despise me!" The tone was as hurtful as it was, seeing Yan Xingchen pitifully Li Ruoxian turned his face away and decided to ignore the ghost.

I only heard a certain ghost sigh and said sadly: "It seems that in order to be able to never be separated from Xianxian in this life, I can only consider the matter of returning to Yang..."

The so-called "returning the yang" means reviving the soul with the help of a corpse. Of course, not all bodies are suitable for ghosts to return to life. Only people with lunar calendars are suitable, and their birth dates coincide. But such a person is rare in a hundred years, not to mention that the body cannot be in harmony with the soul. Fusion, still can't be revived.

Li Ruoxian asked with some seriousness: "Xing Chen, if you can really pay back the sun, the price is to forget me, will you still do that?"

Yan Xingchen grabbed Li Ruoxian's hand with more strength, he shook his head firmly, and said with a smile: "Xianxian, no matter what, I will never forget you."

He knew the future between himself and Li Ruoxian, but he still didn't want to let go, especially after hearing that Li Ruoxian liked him too, he couldn't let go.

Yan Xingchen: Li Ruoxian, I want to stay with you forever?This is my only wish in this life, you are like a mole in my heart, I can't give up.

Yan Xingchen took Li Ruoxian to Youdu. They took the Nether Road. The dark road had no end in sight. The thick black fog enveloped the bare black woods in an even more eerie way. Come creepy ghost cries.

Yan Xingchen took Li Ruoxian's hand and walked forward, turning his head to see that Li Ruoxian's face was still calm, with a pair of black eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

The black soil under Li Ruoxian's feet loosened for a while, as if something was about to break through the ground, and the sound of the wind whimpered along with the strange scene.

Li Ruoxian's body froze, and Yan Xingchen embraced her in the next moment, and a skinny black hand suddenly appeared from where Li Ruoxian was standing just now, and it kept writhing, Like looking for prey you just found.

Yan Xingchen hugged Li Ruoxian and jumped up. A red talisman flew out of Li Ruoxian's hand, and the red light illuminated the ground one meter in front of him. Only then did Li Ruoxian see the extremely strange scene in front of him.

There are not only hundreds of hands here, but also skulls. The dark red blood spreads all the way up, as if to make way for these stumps. The eyes in the skulls are blood red, jumping and jumping on the bloody ground, It's creepy, countless strange rocky hands are growing crazily on the bloody ground, and they are getting longer and longer...

The corners of Li Ruoxian's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned to ask Yan Xingchen beside him, "Why are there so many severed hands on Nether Road?"

Yan Xingchen sighed and said: "These are all ghosts who climbed up from the eighteenth floor of hell, but their original form has been dismantled, only their stumps are broken, they can't reincarnate, they can only wait for passing souls to lead them on the Nether Road. They left this boundless darkness."

Li Ruoxian shivered violently, and hugged Yan Xingchen's arm involuntarily, "Xingchen, it's not easy to stay here for a long time." Li Ruoxian's voice also became a little trembling.

Yan Xingchen smiled. I didn't expect Li Ruoxian to be very close to others at this moment. This feeling is really good. Yan Xingchen put his arms around Li Ruoxian's shoulders, and said in a helpless tone: "Don't be afraid of Xianxian, these things happen to block you. Our way of going, it seems...someone knows that we are coming, so there is such warm hospitality."

Li Ruoxian naturally knew who Yan Xingchen was referring to by "someone", and Fu Xingyan was indeed a difficult character to deal with.

Yan Xingchen and Li Ruoxian exchanged glances, and a tacit understanding had been reached between them. Li Ruoxian let go of Yan Xingchen's hand, and stepped aside obediently, not to cause trouble for the other party.

After Yan Xingchen saw that Li Ruoxian retreated obediently, he stretched out his right hand, and there was a silver long sword in his hand. Li Ruoxian blinked and felt that the sword looked familiar. Isn't this the sword of Rongyu County at the palace banquet? The one I borrowed from her has now become Yan Xingchen's protective weapon.

Just when Li Ruoxian was in doubt, the sword in Yan Xingchen's hand erupted with a powerful white light, and the crazily growing arms on the ground seemed to feel the danger coming, and they were writhing uneasily, and whimpered mournfully, It was creepy to hear.

The speed of the growth of the arms seems to be very fast, they are crooked and leaning on each other, their long fingers are also infinitely extended, overlapping to form a huge net, and rushing towards Yan Xingchen's direction, the big net soon It enveloped Yan Xingchen's head, and then slowly tightened in a strange posture.

Yan Xingchen raised his head, with a murderous intent flashing across his eyes, the sword in his hand shot out across the sky, stabbing towards the top of the net that surrounded him, the big net formed by countless hands trembled, and immediately moved around. Scattered and quickly dodged the attack, and the bottom few hands had already quietly touched Yan Xingchen's back, wanting to make a sneak attack.

The white long sword spun around in mid-air, and soon fell steadily back into Yan Xingchen's hand. As the long sword settled, there were also a few withered hands behind Yan Xingchen, unconsciously Turned into a blood mist.

Li Ruoxian's calm eyes showed a trace of appreciation. As she expected, Yan Xingchen really hid his strength in front of her. Just now, she also wanted to help Yan Xingchen get rid of the restless hands behind him. Before he could act in time, those hands were already bloody and bloody, horrible to look at.

Yan Xingchen held the long sword, and then performed a unique move. With one move, he swept across thousands of troops, and the hands that were constantly extending upwards on the ground broke off an inch from the ground. Suddenly, flesh and blood flew across the ground, screaming again and again, like a typhoon passing by, the sword Wherever the qi goes, there is a flat river, and the powerful sword qi whizzes past the stumped limbs...

The sound of the wind died down, the wind passed without a trace, and there was a flat plain in front of my eyes, no broken limbs, no blood dripping, as if the weird scene just now was just an illusion.

Li Ruoxian just blinked calmly, instead of feeling the thrill of victory, she frowned.

Yan Xingchen put away his sword and walked to Li Ruoxian's side, with a concerned expression on his face, "Xianxian, are you okay?"

Li Ruoxian shook his head, looked seriously at Yan Xingchen who looked concerned, and asked with a smile, "Why is this sword in your hand? Xingchen, what are you hiding from me?"

Seeing Master Li Ruoxian's questioning eyes, Yan Xingchen's expression was harmless, and he said firmly, "Xianxian, in front of you, I am just a blank sheet of paper, and I have nothing to hide."

On this side, Li Ruoxian and Yan Xingchen are looking for Cui's soul in the dark, while on the other side, in the Andinghou Mansion, it is dawn, and Li Qiumei is walking towards Jiyue Pavilion with a man dressed as a Taoist priest. He explained in detail what happened to her and Li Meiyu.

The man dressed as a Taoist priest is about 50 years old, with a fluttering blue Taoist robe, with a breezy and ancient posture, stroking his gray beard hanging on his chest. After listening to what Li Qiumei said, his black eyes flashed There is a glimmer of clarity.

"Please don't worry, madam. Since the old man came out to collect the money from the madam, he should share the worries for the madam." A certain Taoist raised his right hand and pinched it casually, as if breaking the sky, and said in a deep voice: "When the old man enters the door, he will see a group of people gathered in the sky above the west courtyard. The black mist, presumably the bewitched spirit mentioned by Madam is related to the west courtyard."

Li Qiumei's eyes lit up. She had heard that this Daoist Qingfeng had extremely high mana, and he was a master at catching ghosts and subduing demons.

Li Qiumei thought of Li Meiyu's ruined face, and her hatred for Li Ruoxian increased by three points. Even though Li Ruoxian took out the good medicine of Mr. Xian, the ghost doctor, now Li Meiyu's face has recovered in a seven or eight ways, but it is hard to get over it The resentment in her heart.

It was because of Li Ruoxian's tricks that her proud daughter could not attend tomorrow's palace banquet, and she would throw things in the room and lose her temper every day with tears in her face.

Since Li Meiyu lost her appearance, Li Qiumei took Li Meiyu to live in her Jiyue Pavilion and separated the two daughters completely. One is to resolve the conflict between the two sisters, and she is also angry with Li Meiyan. Li Meiyan was a blessing in disguise. Entering the palace to attend the palace banquet, and her poor Meiyu can only stay at home to recuperate.

Li Meiyu hadn't left the room for almost seven days, because she lost her appearance, Li Meiyu threw all the mirrors in the room out, and the only thing she could do was to find a few maids to beat and scold her.

Li Zhiyang has not set foot in Jiyue Pavilion for several days. One is that the palace banquet is coming soon, and the emperor ordered Li Zhiyang to preside over the overall situation, and no one can be seen every day; body went.

Li Qiumei didn't have much thought to fight the vixen, and she was focused on trying to figure out why Li Ruoxian could still live in the haunted house. She thought about it for a few days and nights, and finally decided to ask the Taoist priest to take the ghost away. By the way, Li Ruoxian was killed to relieve her hatred.

Li Qiumei nodded in satisfaction, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and a strange smile rose from the corner of her mouth, Li Ruoxian, you and that ghost in the West Courtyard are going to die!
(End of this chapter)