I Have Traveled to the World of Sending a Wife

Seeing that Marshal Xichu's voice softened, Wu Ji also showed a smile on his face, and took out a few silver needles that seemed to be used by Dongfang Bubai from his bosom.

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What is your theory?

By the way, what do you carry with you?

Marshal Xichu felt the magic-breaking power on the silver needle.

In the secret realm of Western Chu, witch sacrifice is a very rare profession.

Witch Ji can communicate with ghosts and gods, set up formations, heal and pray for blessings, and is a very versatile profession.

Although it can be regarded as an undead creature, it has already transcended and has the holy power that can restrain undead creatures.

And the needle that Wu Ji took out now has this kind of power.

For Marshal Xichu in his heyday, even if he was pricked [-] times with this small needle, he would not lose any skin. ,

But in such a weak state of soul, if you take a few injections, you might be turned into ashes!

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The phantom of Marshal Xichu, who was caught by Wu Ji, felt the danger of death.

"I.. I'm in some discomfort right now, why don't I prick you at another time?"

"I don't! You said you were willing to apologize! Are you lying to me again!"

"Unless you give me a few pricks, I will never forgive you!"

As Wu Ji spoke, he became agitated again, and the strength in his hands became stronger. Even Liu Chunan and others sitting next to him heard a clear clicking sound.

That was the sound of Marshal Xichu's bones cracking.

. . .I think you don't need to stab him, elder sister, he will be crushed to death by you.

Liu Chunan clicked his tongue to show respect.

Seeing Marshal Xichu's pain that could be seen through his skull face, Liu Chunan didn't know whether to feel relieved or pitied.

He glanced at Ma Qiongling beside him, yes. . .It's better to be your own wife.

So it is very important to find a wife, and never look for a sick girl.The above plot is processed by the author's personal experience, really, don't look for a sick girl. . .Please do not

"Okay, okay, I'll tie it for you...I'll tie it for you..."

Marshal Xichu was on the chopping block and could only be slaughtered by Wu Ji.

If he didn't cooperate, he would be crushed to death on the spot without needling the needle.

Really miserable.

"it is good!"

Wu Ji's face was flushed with excitement. She grabbed Marshal Xichu's skull with her right hand, and pinched the silver needle between the index finger and thumb of her left hand, and stabbed Marshal Xichu's face fiercely. ,

Be firm!

Quite like the appearance of Nanny Rong by the Daming Lake!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Marshal Xichu struggled crazily, as if getting an electric shock, let out a miserable howl with electronic sounds, quite a bit of Wu Yifan's spirit.

"What do you owe me?"

Wu Ji pierced Marshal Xichu's facial bone with a silver needle, and pulled it off forcefully.

In this way, a crack appeared on Marshal Xichu's skull face.

"Hey, we will be the same."

This is a scar that affects the soul. If Marshal Xichu returns to his physical body, cracks will appear on his face.

It's like a witch festival.

Wu Ji stared at the crack on Marshal Xichu's face intoxicated, and covered his blushing face with a needle in his left hand, "You're so handsome and masculine."

Sister, how did you see the handsomeness and masculinity from the face of the skeleton! ! !

Liu Chunan, who couldn't complain, was in a lot of pain.

The sickness of the horse is terrible.

"Okay...you can forgive me...let me..."

Marshal Xichu gasped loudly.

The injection caused a lot of damage to his soul.

"No, I have to come twice."

"Eh??? Twice?? Why???"

Marshal Xichu no longer understood the logic of this witch sacrifice.

Isn't it over in one go?

Want more?

The two words that men are most afraid of hearing are more!

"I will also pierce your chest to let you know how it feels to be betrayed."

As Wu Ji spoke, he pricked the silver needle on Marshal Xichu's chest.

Needle heartless.

"Also, stab your hand, because this hand hit me..."

The silver needle was quickly pulled out from Marshal Xichu's chest, and then ruthlessly pierced Marshal Xichu's right hand.

"Ahhh! You hold so much grudges!!!"

Marshal Xichu howled miserably, the phantom of the skeleton had faded very much.

At the same time, the cracks on Wu Ji's face became bigger and bigger, as if he had also been hurt.

"You... witch priests... are all... lunatics."

The dim figure of Marshal Xichu was like a TV with very poor resolution.

"Yeah... I think it's normal."

Wu Ji shrugged and replied with a smile.

. . .Seeing that the scene in front of him changed from a Qiong Yao drama to a horror drama, Liu Chunan swallowed hard.

Liu Chunan suddenly saw the sound of enlightenment hanging from Ma Qiongling's body floating up, and he stretched out his hand to stop it: "There's no need to worry about them, wife, let them bite the dog, anyway, we can't attack the phantom of Marshal Xichu. Wu Ji is not interested in us either, just watch a play."

"No..." Ma Qiongling's face turned serious, "I didn't control the voice of enlightenment."

Eh? ? ?

That is to say!

Liu Chunan reacted immediately!

The cover of the Sound of Enlightenment suddenly opened, and the pages inside began to flip automatically without wind.

The phantom of a peerless beauty with a plump figure, a seductive face, and deep purple eyeshadow on her eyes floated from the sound of enlightenment.

She was wearing the same red and gold inlaid robe as Wu Ji, but her temperament was much more graceful and luxurious than Wu Ji's.

"Master...Master!"

Wu Ji looked at the phantom floating in front of him from the sound of enlightenment in surprise, with tears in his eyes.

Marshal Xichu, who was held tightly by Wuji, also shouted with hatred: "Great Wuji!!!"

"That's why I said before...you're so stupid..."

The lady's pink skeleton floating out of the sound of enlightenment floated in front of Wu Ji, gently stroking Wu Ji's face.

"Master...I'm sorry...he said that weakening your strength is good for the world and good for the seal, and he will marry me...I'm...I'm the one who poisoned you..."

Facing the pink skeleton, Wu Ji said with tears in his eyes.

"Well, I know, he's a scumbag."

The pink skull glanced at the phantom of Marshal Xichu, and the phantom of Marshal Xichu immediately panicked and shouted, "You can't kill me!!! If I die!!! Seal it!!!"

boom!

"Ahhh! You idiot!!" Purple flames burned on Marshal Xichu's phantom skeleton, "The seal!!! The seal will be released!! This world!! Will be destroyed!! You! ! is a sinner!!!”

Marshal Xichu howled miserably, and was burned to bone dregs in the purple flames.

A gust of hot wind came, and the ashes were blown away by nature.

The mighty Marshal of Xichu never thought that he would die in the hands of his own people in the end.

I knew it earlier. . .I will not come out of the secret place. . .Hasty. . .

This was Marshal Xichu's last thought before his death.

After the pink skull lit Marshal Xichu, the color of the phantom has almost faded by half.

She hugged the sobbing witch sacrifice, turned around, and said to Liu Chunan, "You have kept your oath, the contract between us has been completed, and my power is yours. Farewell really."

The crack on Wu Ji's face, which was hugged by the phantom of the pink skeleton, also suddenly crackled.

"That's why I said, your soul poking needle is not practiced enough... there will be backlash..."

Looking at the crying Wu Ji in his arms, the pink skull sighed.

"It's okay, anyway, I'm satisfied with killing the man who lied to me."

Click.

As the cracks on Wu Ji's face widened, Wu Ji turned into powder in the arms of the pink skull, and also dispersed with the wind.

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