My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 238

  Chapter 238 Xia Chan, my uncle likes you very much!

"Snapped!"

  The wooden sign in his hand slipped to the ground.

  The headless corpse froze in place.

  Blood spurted from the broken neck like a spring, and there was a sizzling sound. In the silent woods, the sound was very clear.

  The man on the opposite side hurriedly dropped the **** in his hand, shot out like a sharp arrow, and fled in horror!

  At the same time, he shouted down the mountain in horror: "Uncle! Enemy attack—"

  A black shadow invisible to the naked eye followed him silently like the wind, and in the halo, a paper-thin ink-black flying sword trembled slightly as it was accumulating power.

  Warrior is not an ordinary person.

  Whether it is the powerful qi and blood or breath, it can automatically repel and block the ghosts and the things used by the ghosts.

  And their flesh and bones have been tempered to be as tough as iron.

  Luo Qingzhou just learned to control the flying sword tonight, so he must input the maximum soul power, and must be close to at least two meters to guarantee a fatal blow!

  In the woods under the mountain.

  The three members of the Song family were discussing things in a low voice, when they suddenly heard the shouts from the mountainside, their expressions changed, and they all rushed up the mountain.

  Among them was a middle-aged man in a gray robe named Song Yan. He was the cousin of Song Fu, the patriarch of the Song family. He was also the warrior with the highest cultivation level among the current survivors of the Song family.

  His speed is the fastest, almost in the blink of an eye, he has already rushed to the mountainside.

  In the dark night, his vision is still clear.

  He saw his nephew rushing from the mountain, and also saw the terrified expression on his face.

   When he was about to ask aloud, his pupils suddenly shrank!

  His nephew, who was running fast and was about to meet him, suddenly fell forward for some reason, and fell on the steep steps with a "bang".

   Immediately, it rolled down.

   just stopped at the foot of his quick stop.

   "A... Uncle..."

  The young man raised his hand with difficulty, only shouted these two words tremblingly, then dropped his hand and died completely.

  Song Yan's face changed drastically, and with a "wow", the gray robe on his body suddenly swelled up and made a rattling noise.

  He tensed his muscles and skin, his eyes gleamed, and he looked around vigilantly.

   "Uncle!"

  At this time, a pair of young men and women rushed up quickly, and when they saw the corpse on the ground, their expressions changed drastically.

"Get close to me!"

   Song Yan shouted anxiously, his eyes still searching all around.

  The pair of young men and women hurriedly approached him, one of them drew out the sword in his hand, and the other clenched his fist, his face was full of horror, and his eyes searched in the surrounding darkness.

  The surrounding woods were dead silent.

  There was only the whimpering of Night Breeze, and the occasional cry of night owls from the distant forest.

  The three of them stood back to back, their whole bodies were tense, and they dared not move.

  On a big tree ten meters away.

  Luo Qingzhou pinched the flying sword with two fingers, hid in the dark canopy, and looked down at them.

  In his sight, the whole body of the three people was full of energy and blood, rolling violently.

  Especially the middle-aged man in the gray robe, his whole body was burning with energy and blood like a flame, surrounded by more vigor, protecting his whole body, like a shield covering his whole body.

  Strength into a mask, this is a martial artist's only skill.

  With Luo Qingzhou's current spiritual strength, as long as he is within five meters of him, he will touch his outgoing energy and be immediately noticed by him.

   It's like going to Chengguo Mansion that night, and being almost knocked out by Luo Yannian's punch.

  The martial artist is full of energy and blood, surrounded by energy, ordinary ghosts dare not get close at all.

  Even if he has cultivated to the state of Yuwu now, he dare not approach him head-on. If he is hit by a punch, he will either die or be injured.

  Yin souls are ghosts after all, they can't overcome the thunder disaster, they can't become Yang gods, and they are still fearful and defeated by powerful warriors who are as strong as Yang.

  Luo Qingzhou watched from a distance from the tree, but did not come closer.

  Even if he attacked those two warriors who were only in the realm of martial arts just now, they had to be close to two meters to ensure that the flying sword could penetrate their bodies.

  Those three people were equally terrified and did not dare to act rashly.

  Because they don't know who the enemy is, what cultivation level the opponent is, where the opponent is hiding, let alone how many people the opponent has.

  The corpse on the ground has blood gushing from the neck.

   It looks like it was stabbed by a sword or other sharp weapon, but the opponent should be very strong.

   Otherwise, they wouldn't have killed the two of them silently in a flash.

"Walk!"

  Song Yan persisted for a while, and retreated resolutely: "Come closer to me, look at the forest on both sides!"

  The three of them immediately leaned together and quickly retreated down the mountain.

  As for the bodies of those two people, no one dared to take another look.

  Luo Qingzhou immediately floated into the night sky and followed behind, not far or near, he could see them and hear their voices.

"We can't stay here any longer. The other party should have found out a long time ago, and they have even recruited a master. Let's go, notify the city immediately, we will enter the outer city now. Tell Xun'er and the others to gather together and stop monitoring the Qin Mansion It's over, we can't give each other another chance to kill one by one! Let's act together tomorrow night and let them pay with blood!”

   "Let Xun'er inform the eldest lady of the Chengguo Mansion to borrow from that old Mei. Also, let the Zhang family come over quickly..."

  The three of them went down the mountain without staying any longer, and immediately rushed towards Mocheng.

  Luo Qingzhou followed quietly in mid-air, and followed them all the way to the outer city of Mocheng. Fang stopped when he saw them entering a dilapidated small courtyard.

  At this time, they can still enter the city.

  It seems that there are also their people among the guards of the outer city.

   I don't know what treasure the Qin family has, so many forces in Mocheng are willing to risk their heads to collude with the Song family.

  Luo Qingzhou carefully observed the nearby streets and alleys and empty dilapidated houses for a while before turning back to Zixia Mountain.

   When he came to the middle of the mountain, he floated down.

   Both feet landed lightly, as if they hadn't stepped on anything, but they couldn't penetrate the ground.

  Looking at the wooden sign that fell on the ground, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to pick it up and insert it in front of the grave again, but as soon as his hand touched it, it penetrated the wooden sign directly, making it impossible to hold it at all.

  It is said to be the realm of imperial objects, but in fact it is only a small realm of the first glimpse realm. It can only touch things specially refined for the soul, and most real objects cannot be touched.

   Only by breaking through to the next great realm of refining the gods can one start to truly drive all objects and at the same time practice the method of possession.

   When the time comes, the soul will be able to speak and do things with the help of other people's bodies, and even those animals and monsters can temporarily borrow their bodies.

   That's the time to achieve something small.

  Luo Qingzhou withdrew his hand, looked at the grave in front of him, and knelt down slowly.

  The night wind passed through the forest, and there was a mournful sob, as if someone was crying alone in the middle of the night.

Luo Qingzhou bent down and kowtowed, and said softly: "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely get back the humiliation today. I will never forget the revenge of killing your life. I swear to you that I will let you Her family was ruined and her blood was paid. Whatever she likes, the child will let her lose, and whatever she cares about, the child will destroy. The child will let her enjoy the greatest and deepest pain in this world!"

  The night passed quietly.

   I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a bird's call in the forest.

  The eastern sky began to turn white.

  Luo Qingzhou left Zixia Mountain and flew back to the city.

  He went to Chengguo Mansion first, and landed on the eaves of the neighboring house, silently looking at the familiar but unfamiliar mansion.

  On the eaves of the tallest house in the mansion, there are two more red beads.

  Obviously, it was the last time he spied on the soul, which made Luo Yannian vigilant, so he installed these two special restraints on the soul.

  But this thing is useless to him now.

   But even so, he dare not enter Chengguo Mansion casually now.

  Because the Chengguo Mansion is now full of warriors, and they are patrolling the mansion, obviously for the banquet tomorrow night.

  Tomorrow night, the dinner to congratulate the eldest lady on her appointment as an imperial lady will be attended by not only the nobles of Mocheng, but also the eldest princess and people from the court. Naturally, Luo Yannian dare not be careless and must strengthen the guard.

  Where warriors gather, even if you don't need to use your hands, the blood that burns like a sea of ​​fire makes the soul dare not approach.

  Luo Qingzhou watched silently on the nearby roof for a while, then Fang floated into the air and returned to the Qin Mansion.

  He first went to Meixiang Xiaoyuan and took a look at Second Miss Qin.

  Miss Qin Er was lying on the bed and fast asleep, Qingli's face was still pale, but she looked better than last night, and she didn't cough anymore.

  I don't know if the spiritual liquid has worked.

  Luo Qingzhou stayed for a while longer before he passed through the roof and floated back to his small courtyard.

  Just about to enter the house, suddenly saw a familiar figure standing under the big tree outside the courtyard.

  Wearing a light green dress, holding a sword in his arms, with a slender body and a cold pretty face, he was staring at the closed courtyard door in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

  Luo Qingzhou watched her for a while, then returned to the room, fascinated.

  First put the two drops of spiritual liquid on the Sun and Moon Mirror into a porcelain bottle, then turned the mirror over and placed it on the table in front of the window again.

   After finishing these, he put on his coat and went out.

  When he reached the small courtyard, he walked lightly and walked to the door without a sound, and then opened the door suddenly with a "squeak".

  The girl who was in a daze under the tree suddenly woke up, and when she was about to turn around to avoid it, Luo Qingzhou suddenly shouted: "Chanchan, I bought you candied haws!"

   Xia Chan paused, but still left quickly.

  Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said again: "I bought it for you alone, Bailing doesn't have it."

  Xia Chan stopped, but did not turn around.

  Luo Qingzhou took out the candied haws from the storage bag, walked over and said, "Chanchan, I need your help."

  Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand, still turned her back to him, and said in a low voice, "Kill someone?"

  Luo Qingzhou asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

  Xia Chan lowered her head slightly: "The only thing I can do to help you... is to kill people..."

  Luo Qingzhou was startled when he heard the words, and quickly said: "Of course it's not just about killing people, there are many things Chanchan can help me with."

  Xia Chan turned around, looked into his eyes and said, "Yes, which ones?"

  Luo Qingzhou tilted his head and said, "Wait, let me think about it..."

   It took a long time to think about it.

"Humph!"

  Xia Chan turned around and left.

Luo Qingzhou immediately chased after her, and said with a smile: "Chanchan, I'm just kidding you, don't be angry. Take the candied haws, and I'll tell you what you can do to help me. There are really many, Grandpa didn't lie to you."

  Xia Chan just stopped and looked at him coldly.

Luo Qingzhou handed the candied haws in front of her, and said: "Look, first, my uncle stays with you in summer, it's very cool, you don't need to fan or go to a shady place; second, your sword is very fast , My uncle is not afraid of mosquitoes when staying with you in summer, and he is not afraid of insects when he goes outdoors; third, you don't like to talk, my uncle will be very quiet when he is with you, and he is not afraid of noise; fourth..."

  Xia Chan turned around and left.

   This time, her steps were fast, her pretty face was colder, the sword in her hand was clenched tighter, and her pink cheeks were puffed up.

  She was really angry.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the same spot without chasing her. Looking at her back quickly going away, she suddenly said loudly: "Fourth, Xia Chan, you are very cute! My uncle likes you very much! Every day I see you, my uncle is in a very good mood. it is good!"

  The figure who had already walked to the distance in anger suddenly froze and stopped.

  (end of this chapter)

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