I Have Traveled to the World of Sending a Wife

The skeleton soul of Marshal Xichu looked rather distraught.

For Marshal Xichu, throwing away his physical body was like taking off his armor, and adding another armor would restore his strength.

But now his soul state is equivalent to selling all his belongings, and it will take more time and energy to restore his original strength!

"You wait, you ant, I have already remembered your breath, we will continue to die."

The skeleton soul of Marshal Xichu stretched out his bony fingers and cursed Liu Chunan.

At the critical moment, it was Liu Chunan who ruined his good deed.

He already hated Liu Chunan to the core.

"After I go back, I will summon all the cursed armies in this world to hunt and kill you, and you will die in regret and fear! Hahaha! Goodbye, no, never again! Farewell!"

Marshal Xichu's soul started to sink into the ground while laughing.

Although he has lost his strength, his personality is still there, and he can still command those ordinary Western Chu soldiers.

The hearts of Liu Chunan and his party were also sinking.

Verus is even ready to abandon his body and take everyone with him.

After all, if there is a skeleton army in the whole world, they are not opponents.

Moreover, Tarik has been seriously injured, and the energy of the dolls also needs to be restored.

It would be too risky to face danger next.

Just as several people silently watched the skeleton soul of Marshal Xichu sink into the ground.

Then a hand with bright red nail polish suddenly pinched Marshal Xichu's skull.

Like pulling a carrot, that slender hand pulled Marshal Xichu's entire skeleton soul out of the ground.

"Master Marshal, why are you willing to abandon your concubine and leave?"

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Wearing a gorgeous golden-red robe, Wu Ji, whose face resembled a pink skull, suddenly appeared from the void, grabbed the skull of Marshal Xichu, smiled, and showed a sickly blush on his face.

"Bastard!!! Let me go!!! You are committing a crime!"

Marshal Xichu was about to leave, but was caught by Wu Ji!

Wu Ji is his own person!

In front of a group of outsiders, Marshal Xichu was actually caught by his subordinates!

For Marshal Xichu, it was undoubtedly a social death.

However, the soul of Marshal Xichu, who was unable to be touched by all the people present, was captured so easily!

It was pulled out like a carrot!

This witch festival has two brushes!

And everyone present could see that this woman who was laughing crazily had endless hatred for the transparent soul of Marshal Xichu in her hands!

"return."

Verus remained vigilant, and retracted the puppets that had collapsed on the ground into the crystal on their foreheads.

This can speed up the recovery speed of the puppets.

He looked warily at the witch priest who was holding Marshal Xichu's soul, wondering if the enemy was just acting or really fighting among themselves.

In short, more precautions should be taken.

Although Tariq was seriously injured, he had already recovered a lot with his recovery skills.

At least he has the power to fight.

He also vigilantly pulled Liu Chunan and Ma Qiongling behind him.

Of course, Liu Chunan and Ma Qiongling couldn't intervene in this kind of battle, as long as they didn't make trouble.

watch a play. . .watch a play. . .

"You crazy woman, what do you want to do!"

Marshal Xichu, who was caught by his subordinates, was quite angry, "I order you to release me quickly!"

"No, my lord marshal"

Wu Ji's face was bright red, and even the cracks on his face seemed to be glowing.

As if she had forgotten that there were Liu Chunan and others around her, she caressed the cracks on her face intoxicated.

"Look, this is the scar that Marshal left on my face..."

"You can heal this kind of scar by yourself at any time! Do you hate me just for this little thing! Why are you so childish!"

The soul of Marshal Xichu, who was held by Wu Ji, struggled frantically, but he couldn't escape at all. He was too weak now.

"Small things!???"

Wu Ji grabbed Marshal Xichu's skull's right hand and trembled fiercely, crackling, cracks suddenly appeared in Marshal Xichu's skull!

"You talk about small things!! This is my face!!! It's not a small thing!! It's all disfigured!!! Appearance is a woman's second life!"

"So... you can heal yourself!!!"

Marshal Xichu was very speechless. He was really dying now. Seeing that there were cracks in his head, he no longer dared to provoke the Wu Ji who was obviously wrong.

"Treatment? No! This is the trace of betrayal left on my face by you, a heartless man. Why should I treat it??"

"Then don't say you were disfigured by me! You didn't treat it yourself!"

"Obviously you did it, why do you say it wasn't disfigured by you?"

"I'm so..."

so. . .Marshal Xichu may have good combat effectiveness, but his emotional intelligence is really not good.

Do you reason with women?

It's better to reason with Liu Xing, if you can't talk, you can go to the playground to continue talking. . .Speak until he understands.

Marshal Xichu already felt defeated by this crazy witch sacrifice.

He gave up his defense, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay, let me go, don't let the enemy see the joke."

"No! I'm the joke!! I'm the one!!!"

Wu Ji suddenly covered his face and wept loudly.

???

What is your emotional reaction?

How did I mess with you again? ?

This is the truest thought of the bewildered Marshal Xichu.

Liu Chunan took out a ponytail and popcorn Kuoluo from the ring, and sat down, he motioned everyone to sit and watch the show.

"Before you used me to assassinate my master, you always called me a sweetheart, now! Call me Wu Ji... After you used me, you abandoned me like a piece of paper to wipe your butt... Woo Woohoo..."

. . .Do you undead creatures still need to wipe your ass? ? ?

By the way, do you undead creatures need to shit?

In order not to spit out this sentence, Liu Chunan endured quite a lot of hard work.

Don't talk too much. . . .watch a play. . .watch a play. . .

"This... I'm a marshal after all, I want an image!!! Image!"

"Is the image more important than me!"

"No, I still have subordinates, among them..."

"Is the image more important than me!!!"

"so..."

"Is the image more important than me!!!"

"..."

The Marshal of Western Chu died.

"Your image is important! Isn't my image important!!! Look at my face!! You did it yourself!!!"

"...So you go for treatment!"

An infinite loop of dead ends. . .

"I'm dead!! I want to remember how ruthless and cold-blooded you are!"

What the fuck is this teenage idol series?

Are you ruthless, cold-blooded, and vexatious?

Where am I ruthless, where am I cruel, where am I making trouble for no reason?

Liu Chunan, Ma Qiongling Verus and the others sat in a row, eating popcorn, and the atmosphere was very harmonious even though it wasn't raining.

Marshal Xichu never thought that it would be so troublesome to provoke a woman.

Not only was this witch priest unreasonable, but he insisted on talking nonsense, which made him very angry.

If he had known that this woman was a landmine, he would not have provoked her.

If it weren't for his lack of fighting ability now, he would have to fight this witch priest.

No way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"What do you want? I was wrong before, and I am willing to make amends."

Marshal Xichu's voice softened.

He said so, but in his heart he wanted to kill this stinky woman.

"Then let me prick a few times to vent my anger."