My Lady, Something is Wrong

Probably not.

Just a fairy tale.

Another hour later.

It's approaching early morning.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay any longer, so he could only bow his hands and apologize: "Senior, it's getting late, it's time to go back."

As if the Yuebai figure didn't hear his words, he frowned slightly, whispered in his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Luo Qingzhou had to say something respectfully.

Yuebai's figure came back to his senses, turned his head to look at him, was silent for a while, and murmured: "It's your wife again, waiting for you at home?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Yuebai's figure looked at him for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Go, come early tomorrow night."

"Yes, senior."

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, he turned around and floated away, and left quickly.

Come early tomorrow night?

It seems that this senior is very interested in his story.

In that case, he might still have a chance to get some guidance.

A casual instruction from a spirit powerhouse might be more effective than his own blind practice.

Yuebai's figure looked at his figure gradually disappearing into the night, and stood on the eaves for a long time. Fang's figure flashed and disappeared.

at the same time.

In a dilapidated mansion not far from Chengguo Mansion.

In a room in the backyard.

The candles are scarlet, and the cigarettes are curling.

An old woman wearing a round hat and a floral dress was sitting cross-legged in front of a row of candles, resting her eyes.

A middle-aged man stood in the shadows behind her, holding his breath.

Soon, the candle in the room flickered suddenly.

Immediately, two dark shadows that were hard to see with the naked eye suddenly floated from the ground, passed through the window, floated out, and soon disappeared into the wind and snow outside.

"Butler Wang, don't worry, tonight is the day of that kid's death!"

Chapter 90 The old body is gone!

It is early morning.

The wind was cold and the snow had stopped.

Empty streets.

Two shadows passed through the courtyard wall, flying neither high nor low in midair.

I saw a trace of black air lingering all over their bodies, their eyes were scarlet, their fangs were exposed, their claws were as sharp as knives, and their faces were green and ferocious.

Different from ordinary ghost ghosts, their breath is more fierce, and their appearance is more strange and terrifying.

They fluttered straight ahead, through the courtyard walls of the houses, through the street shops.

Soon, to the destination.

"arrive!"

In the house where the candles were swaying, the old woman in the red robe looked at the row of candles in front of her with scarlet eyes, with a cold grin at the corners of her mouth, and her wrinkled cheeks looked quite distorted.

Wang Cheng stood in the shadow behind, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "My goddess, you must not leave any traces."

The old woman grinned grimly, revealing two rows of sharp yellow teeth: "Don't worry, the two ghost slaves will directly invade that kid's body and eat his soul. Come together tomorrow morning, that kid will become an idiot, When others saw it, they thought he was reading all day and went crazy with his brain, so he wouldn't leave any traces."

Wang Cheng cupped his hands and said, "There is a goddess of labor."

"Hey, I've entered the mansion."

The old woman stared at her scarlet eyes, her eyes flashed with blood, and she whispered with a grin in her mouth: "Hungry little things, don't suppress your nature anymore, eat him!"

Qin Mansion.

After Luo Qingzhou left the Mandarin Duck Building, he rushed back while thinking about things in his heart.

As soon as I approached the courtyard, I suddenly saw two black shadows appearing on the wall of the courtyard, falling into the courtyard.

Those two black shadows with scarlet eyes, black air entwined on their bodies, and green-faced fangs, are not ordinary ghosts at first glance, but the ghost slaves mentioned in the book!

Luo Qingzhou's eyes froze, he silently floated over from the side, and got straight into his room.

Glancing at the body on the bed, he hesitated for a while, but he did not return to his orifices immediately.

He hid behind the window, clenched his fists, and the fist technique of Lei Quan appeared in his mind. The whole soul suddenly began to shrink, and all the power in the soul quickly poured into that fist.

The fists are getting bigger!

A force that made his blood boil began to quickly condense on his fist!

"call--"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

The heads of the two shadows sneaked in through the window.

But without waiting for their bodies to follow, a huge fist suddenly "bang" out of the darkness next to it!

There was a "Zi" sound on the fist, and a blue lightning flashed!

"Snapped!"

The head of one of the shadows was smashed to pieces!

At the same time, the thunder and lightning suddenly wrapped around its whole body with a "swoosh", and there was a chaotic sound of "crackling", which instantly burned it to ashes!

Another black shadow was directly knocked out.

It floated out of the window for a moment, then reacted, and was shocked, turned around and ran!

Luo Qingzhou passed through the window in an instant and grabbed it by the neck.

"call--"

Under the panic and panic, the black shadow suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth, spitting out a stench of black yin!

If ordinary ghosts meet, I am afraid they will be blown out on the spot.

But Luo Qingzhou is in a state of spirit now, and he has a fluorescent body protector on his body. As soon as the black yin qi touched the fluorescent light on his body, it suddenly vanished.

The shadows were terrified, and they stretched out their sharp claws and slashed!

Luo Qingzhou couldn't avoid it, grabbed its neck with one hand, made a fist with the other, and smashed its head with a "bang", directly smashing its head!

This punch did not release lightning.

Black Shadow lost his head, and his body was still struggling.

At the same time, the black fog of the disintegrated head began to slowly condense again, trying to reassemble it into a head.

"boom!"

Luo Qingzhou punched again, directly smashing its body!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately, several consecutive punches directly shattered the disintegrating black mist, completely vanishing it!

The two ghost slaves died before entering the house!

And this time.

In the backyard of the dilapidated mansion, a shrill scream suddenly sounded.

In the dimly lit room, the old woman in the flowered clothes covered her bleeding eyes, rolling on the ground in pain, screaming shrilly, her face twisted and twisted.

Wang Cheng, who was standing in the shadows behind, turned extremely ugly.

The rolling and screaming continued for a long time, and Fang gradually stopped.

The old woman crawled there with her white hair messy, and remained motionless for a long time. Fang's body trembled, she slowly got up from the ground, and sat there, the corner of her mouth was full of wrinkles and two blood and tears on her old face. A more twisted and terrifying smirk appeared: "I killed two more ghost slaves...hehe, good method, good method...there is still a soul..."

Wang Cheng didn't dare to approach, he hesitated for a moment, and said with an ugly face: "The goddess..."

"rest assured."

The old woman's voice was hoarse and gloomy, her eyes were full of blood, and she grinned: "The old man said, let that kid die tonight, he will definitely not survive tomorrow! It's just a soul that just knows how to swim at night... tsk tsk , Lao Shen hasn't been out of his body for a long time, and he has done it himself... If that's the case, I'll go there tonight to meet the newly-haired chick..."

Saying that, she stretched out her thin hands and slowly took out a wooden box from her arms.

Immediately, he opened the wooden box and placed it on the ground in front of him.

Wang Cheng was curious, stepped forward silently, and stared into the wooden box.

In the wooden box, there is a small black sword that is as long as one finger.

The small sword had no hilt, only a sharp blade, which looked thin and small, and didn't seem too sharp.

He had some doubts in his heart.

But the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"Om-"

Xiaojian suddenly hummed and flew out of the wooden box on its own, floating in mid-air, trembling all over.

"Flying... flying sword!"

Wang Cheng's face was full of shock, and at the same time, he was secretly happy: The goddess finally showed her true skills, and it happened tonight!

"Steward Wang, wait a moment, and go back when the old man goes."

"The body of the old man is placed here, you have to be optimistic. If something goes wrong, you will be with you in the whole room."

"Also, that kid will fall to the ground after a while, and he will definitely leave traces, and they are very tragic. But don't worry, you will never leave traces, and no one will find you..."

Wang Cheng hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands: "Thank you, goddess. Don't worry, your old body, the younger generation will take good care of you and won't let it go wrong."