I, Junior Brother Nine Uncle, will return ten thousand times of investment!

After knowing that Ah Wei was killed.

Jiang Yu’s mood did not fluctuate.

He did not continue to calculate who killed him.

After all, for Jiang Yu.

Ah Wei is just a clown.

Let yourself be a tool for entertainment.

Now to be killed is to be killed.

Leaving Renjia Town, it is surrounded by barren mountains and forests.

His killers could be beasts or robbers.

But all this.

It has nothing to do with Jiang Yu.

Close your eyes.

Jiang Yu entered the state of cultivation again and began to completely consolidate the realm.

…

And at the same time.

Because he took Wen Cai to Jiang Yu to rub rice during the day.

And the ninth uncle punished Qiu Sheng, who copied the ancestral training of Maoshan.

The task was finally completed.

He got on his bike with a sleepy face.

Yuya walked towards his aunt’s house.

But right now.

A sudden gust of dark wind hung around.

In a corner that Qiu Sheng can’t see.

The four little imps with pale faces but extremely rosy cheeks.

Carrying a dark red palanquin, a dark red palanquin suddenly appeared from a gust of dark wind.

A female ghost wearing a festive wedding dress was faintly revealed in the palanquin.

And with their appearance.

There was also a strange sound of whistling around suddenly.

It is like the joy that occurs when the bride gets married.

But it gives a feeling full of sadness!

It’s weird!

Boom….

The curtain of the dark red palanquin was drawn.

A pair of eyes full of flattery came out.

He looked at Qiu Sheng who was riding a bicycle.

An expectant look appeared on his face.

The next moment.

She flew out of the sedan car.

With a gust of yin wind blowing, he sat firmly on the back seat of Qiu Sheng’s bicycle.

She held a red gauze in her hand and smiled at the corner of her eyes.

And that’s the moment.

Those little ghosts holding the palanquin suddenly turned into a yin qi and dispersed!

And the dark red festive palanquin also turned into a rotten piece of dead wood….

The moment it just happened.

It’s like an illusion!

And Qiu Sheng is at this moment.

I suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Own this car… Why is it getting heavier and heavier?!

And right at this moment.

Qiu Sheng suddenly bowed his head.

From the gap between the two thick peach trees, it can be penetrated!

But at this moment.

The female ghost Xiaoyu behind him.

without realizing what was happening.

Suddenly he was twitched by several peach branches and hit his body.

It’s hanging and falling!

But in an instant.

Yin qi surged in her body and stabilized her body.

But before she could slow down.

A gust of wind and thunder suddenly appeared on Qiu Sheng’s body!

Directly blasted him out!

“Ah!!!”

The mournful screams resounded throughout the barren mountains.

And at this time, Qiu Sheng also stopped.

He looked around warily.

After a while, nothing was found.

Only then did he say with some doubts.

“Strange… How did the wind and thunder double form release itself just now…”

“And, what’s going on with that scream?”

I remembered what Jiang Yu told himself this morning.

Qiu Sheng gradually had the answer in his heart.

But he didn’t say it.

Instead, pretend not to know anything.

I got on the bike again and headed for my aunt’s house.

And just after he walked for a while.

A burst of yin qi suddenly blew out of the place.

Slowly condensed into a human figure.

It was the female ghost Xiaoyu just now!

At this point, she looked rather embarrassed.

A bright red wedding dress has been drawn out of several holes.

A little spring light.

Even the fair and tender pretty face was pulled out with a few branch marks.

It seems to be especially pitiful.

However, Xiaoyu did not care about the injuries on his body at all.

She first glared fiercely at the two large peach trees.

Then he looked greedily at the position where Qiu Sheng left.

He muttered in a low tone.

“What happened to that wind and thunder just now? It’s really weird happening…”

“But with such a strong yang qi, I won’t give up! Qiu Sheng, wait for me…”

The words fell.

Xiao Yu turned into a gust of yin wind.

Slowly disperse.