My Lady, Something is Wrong

"Go old too!"

A black shadow suddenly flew out from the top of the old woman's head, holding the flying sword, flying out of the window with a "swoosh", and instantly disappeared into the dark night outside.

"Hmph, I killed Lao Shen's three ghost slaves, and tonight Lao Shen will let you go to hell to repent!"

The old woman held a flying sword, her white hair fluttered, and she passed the street and houses like lightning, and soon arrived at the Qin mansion.

Just as he was about to go in, his heart skipped a beat and he turned to look.

On the house next to him, at some point, a figure emitting a moon-white light stood silently, as if looking at her.

The old woman's face changed slightly, and she quickly turned around and said, "Which fellow Daoist? The old man is..."

"Shh!"

The moon-white figure suddenly disappeared.

The old woman was startled, hurriedly clenched the flying sword in her hand, jumped up suddenly, looked down and searched below.

But suddenly, her body froze, her eyes widened, and she saw an extremely terrifying scene below!

The lower half of her body is still standing below!

She opened her mouth, was stunned, and looked down at her body...

Only halfway through...

"what--"

A shrill and desperate scream suddenly sounded in the dark night!

But this is only the scream of the gods.

In addition to the shivering of the ghosts nearby, the people who are dreaming are still sleeping very sweetly...

in a dilapidated mansion.

Wang Cheng was holding his breath, watching carefully the body of the goddess in front of him, when the body sitting in front of the candle trembled suddenly, and his neck began to twitch.

Wang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "My goddess, are you back? That kid..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

The old woman suddenly laughed wildly, then jumped up from the ground suddenly, her eyes and pupils were dilated, her face was extremely distorted, she stretched out two thin claws, and suddenly jumped on him, and opened her sharp yellow teeth, facing him His face was bitten fiercely!

"what--"

Wang Cheng was caught off guard and was bitten. He was suddenly startled and frightened. He suddenly threw a punch and hit the old woman's chest with a bang!

The thin body of the old woman was directly smashed and flew out, and fell heavily on the ground in front of the window.

She lay on the ground, her chest sunken, blood gushing from her nose and mouth, her face full of life, she opened her mouth, stretched out her hand, "Hoho" a few times, suddenly opened her mouth, and died!

Wang Cheng stood there with blood on his face, dumbfounded.

Chapter 91 Despicable!

Silent night.

Luo Qingzhou was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The little girl in her arms is already asleep.

After killing the two ghost slaves, his mood has been unable to calm down.

If he hadn't happened to read those books and just happened to cultivate his spirit, I'm afraid he wouldn't know for the rest of his life that there are such sneaky things in the dark night.

The mystery and complexity of this world obviously exceeded his expectations.

In addition to mortals, warriors, and soul-cultivating powerhouses.

In addition to monsters, ghosts, and all kinds of ghosts.

If he was the same as before, only thinking of reading to get ahead, I am afraid that he would have turned into a cold corpse by now.

The eldest lady will definitely not give up.

It's just that he doesn't understand, now that he has left the Chengguo Mansion and entered the Qin Mansion, there will be no more threats to her son's things, why the other party insists on killing him.

Is it just to let out that breath?

Or... because of this marriage that they single-handedly led?

Thinking about her performance when she returned to the door, Luo Yu's eyes that day, and Luo Yu's attitude later, Luo Qingzhou felt that his guess should be correct.

Otherwise, she really doesn't need to spend so much thought and money to deal with him, who she has always thought of as an ant.

Seeing Miss Qin's beauty and Xia Chan's strength, her son suddenly regretted it.

She also regretted it.

then……

No one can expect the good things her son can't get.

Especially he, who she always thought was a little wild species who should live in the mud all his life and be trampled on by everyone.

How could he be entitled to what should have belonged to her son?

He doesn't deserve it.

He didn't even think about it.

However, they were self-defeating and self-defeating, allowing him to get...

Also, her son is currently preparing for the exam. If she really has a heart for this marriage, then...

Therefore, she will do everything possible to destroy him completely.

If he doesn't die, I'm afraid that her precious son will continue to suffer.

"call……"

The north wind whimpered outside the window, and the snow seemed to have stopped.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking wildly and didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lying on the bed for a while, it was really uncomfortable.

He got up carefully, helped the little girl press down the quilt, put on a coat, opened the window and looked outside.

The snow had indeed stopped.

A cold air hit his face and neck, and there was a hint of coldness that made him more awake.

Ok?

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked under the pear tree in the small courtyard.

There was a figure standing there!

Wearing a light green long dress, black hair reaching to the waist, slender and cold, with arms folded on his chest and a sword in his arms, he stood there silently, motionless, like a statue.

Luo Qingzhou almost didn't notice.

What is she doing here in the middle of the night?

Don't you have a stomachache?

Luo Qingzhou was puzzled, hesitated for a while, closed the window, put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

In the small courtyard, the wind was still strong.

The girl under the pear tree turned sideways, turned her face away, and looked away motionlessly, as if she didn't notice him coming out.

Luo Qingzhou walked closer, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Xiachan, are you okay?"

The girl's pretty face was cold, and she still kept her previous posture, motionless and silent.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, thought for a moment, and said, "Can't Miss Xiachan fall asleep?"

The girl still did not speak.

Seeing that her face was pale, Luo Qingzhou persuaded: "It's cold outside, Miss Xiachan is not feeling well, let's go back quickly."

"Humph!"

The girl finally made a sound, but she snorted coldly, still looking away with a pretty face.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't figure out what she was thinking, and couldn't see what was in her heart. Seeing the cold night wind, the girl's face became more and more ugly. After thinking about it, she turned around and went to the kitchen. She raised the stove from the corner. charcoal fire.

After a while, the fire started.

Luo Qingzhou shouted at the door of the kitchen: "Miss Xiachan, if you can't sleep, come in and bake for a while, it's cold outside."

The girl still held her sword and stood in the cold wind, with a cold and pretty face, ignoring him.

Luo Qingzhou reacted and could only say: "Miss Xiachan, it's cold outside, please come in and bake for a while."

Anyway, got used to it.

And when he returned to the door, the girl helped him out with a bad breath; the last time he went to Chengguofu, the girl followed to protect him.

Chinese New Year is coming soon.

At that time, he and Miss Qin may have to go to Chengguofu and need her to accompany them.

Although this girl's character is not flattering, she is quite useful.

So just follow her.

"Humph!"

The girl snorted coldly and finally moved.

Luo Qingzhou quickly stepped aside and retreated into the kitchen.

The girl entered the kitchen, holding the sword, standing in front of the stove, still as cold as ice.

Luo Qingzhou moved a small bench and put it behind her, saying, "Sit down, I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

After speaking, he left the kitchen and went to the living room.

There is a stove in the living room with hot water.

Luo Qingzhou took the cup, poured a glass of water, and returned to the kitchen.

in the kitchen.