Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

There was an eerie silence all around, no one responded to him, only the sound of the sudden wind whistling past the window and breaking the branches.

"Come, come, come."

His frightened breathing was almost stagnant, and he kept shouting sharply to relieve his extreme anxiety.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Suddenly, a female ghost with a pale face and disheveled hair rushed in from the window.

The grimace with its long scarlet tongue sticking out is within easy reach.

"ah!"

The magistrate of Jizhou howled miserably, rolled his eyes in fright, his limbs shrank violently a few times, and gradually fell silent.

"It's dead, I haven't had enough fun yet."

The female ghost muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, she leaned over to check, and made sure that he was completely dead. She exhaled a disdainful breath from her nose, jumped out of the window, climbed up the eaves, and disappeared after a few vertical jumps.

There was a crisp bird call above the other courtyard, and a small fiery red kingfisher spewed out a series of sparks from its mouth, setting all the rooms on fire.

The wind helped the fire, and the whole courtyard instantly billowed with thick smoke and flames shot into the sky.

"It's on fire, run."

The maids, servants, and guards, who had been scared out of their wits for a long time, ran around like headless flies, and the yard was in chaos.

No one cares about the life and death of the prefect of Jizhou.

"The stone is in hand, let's go too."

Several other ghost figures hiding in the dark climbed up to the eaves one by one and slipped away while taking advantage of the chaos.

"Master, how does it feel to use the profound meaning of wind for the first time?"

Lin Qingluo was hidden in the void, her right hand spun along the direction of the wind, and a miniature tornado, like a naughty child, spun around her fingertips non-stop.

Shi Bao's chubby body floated beside her, looking at the chaotic courtyard with great interest, he murmured to himself, "Why is it so troublesome to kill a dog official?"

"It feels like it consumes a lot of spiritual power."

Lin Qingluo's eyes were dim, and he ignored his small mutterings, expressing his true thoughts directly.

"It's just a whirlwind attack that can't be put on the table, and consumes nearly half of the spiritual power in the dantian. If it is really used on the battlefield, it is useless."

"Well."

Shi Bao was embarrassed, rubbed his chubby little face, and defended weakly.

"The master's magic power is low now, and he can't exert its power. When his power is great in the future, he will be able to comprehend the true meaning of Yuanshi Zhenjie."

"Well, you're quite right."

Lin Qingluo was taught humbly: "Fifth brother and the others are gone, we should go back too."

"Yeah, let's go."

Shi Bao nodded vigorously: "The smoke is so pungent, Shi Bao doesn't want to stay here for a long time."

"Walk."

Lin Qingluo smiled, hugging Shi Bao's fat body, flying up the eaves like a misty blue smoke, escaping into the vast night.

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The prefect of Jizhou has done a lot of evil, and has a very bad reputation among the people, and the people are angry and dare not speak out.

Once the punishment fell from the sky, the ghost claimed his life and was buried in the sea of ​​flames.

Jizhou city is boiling.

Hearing this, the people of Jizhou were overjoyed as if seeing the sun behind the clouds, only they didn't set off firecrackers to celebrate.

The secret agent stationed in Jizhou by the imperial court department was shocked to hear that the magistrate died suddenly, and his first reaction was that it had something to do with the criminal complaint.

Shocked, terrified.

I am afraid that the person who writes the call will target himself next.

After thinking about it, the secret agent decided to characterize the matter as a mysterious incident. According to folk rumors, he tried his best to exaggerate the ghost's death and revenge for the murder.

And solemnly sent a letter to Feige to report to the commander of the imperial court.

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