Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Chapter 237

If Mu Qing had not helped him protect the Lord, Changyuan would not have come close to him.

He slept too long and woke up in a boring world.

The master ignored him. Other evil spirits were afraid of him. Only Su Zijia could talk with him.

Now he couldn't tell who the man was.

Changyuan shook his head depressed: "MuQing I know can't kill."

Qin Ruan's voice was slow: "so sure?"

"He is very clean. Any dead soul, whether before or after death, can't escape my eyes as long as his hands have been stained with blood."

Changyuan looked at Su Zijia sitting on the ground.

"Su Zijia, he won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

His name is Su Zijia, which is his attitude.

He doesn't care whether this person is Mu Qing or Su Zijia. He looks at this person in the eye, and the other person's name is just a title.

"I really killed people!" Suzijia collapsed.

He stared at Qin Ruan with red eyes and a sincere face, trying to win her trust.

Qin Ruan shook his head gently: "I will tell who the murderer is."

Su Zijia's red eyes were dim: "you can't find her. I'm sorry for her. Let me repay everything."

Qin Ruan: "the matter between you has nothing to do with me. I'm looking for a murderer. You said you enjoyed killing people and watching them die. What kind of taste is it for you?

Do you know that all the dead were fatal, and they didn't suffer much before they died? "

Qin Ruan couldn't let go of the death of the driver.

If we don't solve MuQing today, we don't know how many people she will kill.

It is her duty to harvest all evil spirits, monsters and evil things in the world.

Su Zijia sat on the ground, unable to refute.

Because he didn't kill people.

He was completely lost and had no more calm demeanor.

Su Zijia murmured, "when my family was poor, my parents wanted to sell one of me and my sister in order to survive. I decided who to sell by drawing lots. I didn't want to be sold.

My parents drew lots with two paper balls with words and no words. Those who caught the paper ball with words would be sold. I secretly opened the note and tore off a corner of the paper ball without words. Finally, my sister was sold and I stayed.

If I hadn't done anything, Qingqing wouldn't have suffered so much. No matter what she did, I'm his brother. Let me repay it. "

Su Zijia was full of grief. If the puppet could cry, his tears would have covered his face.

Qin Ruan looked indifferent and his eyes were indifferent: "the entanglement between your brother and sister has nothing to do with me. I just want to be clear now."

Living in Xicheng since childhood, she has seen too many tragedies in the world.

Her heart has long been like a pool of stagnant water and can no longer lift waves.

"If you don't say, I can find her."

Qin Ruan walked up to Su Zijia and looked down on him.

"Since you and she are brothers and sisters, the entanglement branded on the soul is cut off. What I have to do next May... Feel very painful. Bear it."

After all, he took care of Su Zijia's identity a hundred years ago. Qin Ruan took the initiative to remind him.

The next moment, she stretched out her hand and put it on Su Zijia's spirit part to draw his soul.

It is the simplest and crudest way to summon relatives with blood and soul.

It's just the pain suffered in this process, which is not endured by ordinary souls.

"Ah ah..."

Su Zijia felt that his soul was controlled by his hands, and the pain swept through his body.

"No, I'm out!"

Qin Ruan had caught Su Zijia's soul in her hand. Before she could act, a pleasant voice sounded in her ear.

She looked back at the familiar face.

The woman stood gracefully in the living room in a dark blue dress. The cloth wrapped her perfect and graceful body, and the body was haunted with the smell of decay and death.

Her long hair was scattered, her blood red eyes had no emotion, and her eyes were filled with a suffocating sense of depression.

The delicate face is as like as two peas in Su Zijia.

The difference between them is that their aura belongs to two extremes.

Su Zijia's breath was clean, and MuQing was filled with blood mist, with a rotten smell of blood.

It's a bloody ghost accumulated by killing countless people.

Qin Ruan's cold eyes were swept, and the cold cold was dense in the bottom of his eyes.

The Golden Whip tied to Su Zijia consciously returned to Qin Ruan.

Holding a Golden Whip, she turned to face Mu Qing.

The emergence of MuQing made Changyuan feel the danger for the first time.

He subconsciously stood next to Xiao Yunchen, blocking his body and Xiang MuQing's line of sight.

Lu Wenbin and Qiao Nanyuan also felt strong resentment from Mu Qing.

They looked at each other and quickly divided their work. One left and one right guarded Xiao Yunchen's side.

Qin Ruan faced Mu Qing alone, and his eyes looked solemn.

A Li puppet who has died for a hundred years now has the power to approach the puppet king. She has to be careful.

Mu Qing glanced at Su Zijia who was paralyzed on the ground with the charming eyes of the hook.

"Brother, you are really worthless. You are still so weak after so many years!"

Su Zijia's lips closed tightly and didn't retort.

MuQing got used to him and stopped talking to him.

She played with her sharp fingernails, which were blood red and faintly glowing.

Mu Qing's small mouth pursed slightly, and her actions were shy.

If she is a person to make such a small action, it may be pity.

Unfortunately, she is now a puppet. Her appearance is neither fish nor fowl. It's disgusting to see her.

Mu Qing's blood eyes floated on Qin Ruan, and the eyes and movements of the brother and sister were almost similar.

She tilted her head: "are you a Taoist? Will you take me? "

Qin Ruan wrung her eyebrows and felt nothing about the female puppet in front of her. Affectation made people sick. In short, she didn't like the existence.

She asked coldly, "why kill?"

"Because my face will become ugly if it is not maintained by a living heart."

Mu Qing smiled, his tone was naive and simple, as if he were talking about a very common thing.

When she heard this, her hair stood on end.

In order to maintain your appearance, you have to kill people to get a fresh heart.

Sure enough, he is an evil puppet and does all kinds of evil.

Qin Ruan sighed lightly: "I have nothing to say to you. I will personally send you to the underworld today. All the evils you have done before and after your death are recorded in the book of life and death. Go down and pay your debts."

The Golden Whip in her hand dissipated, and she was ready to summon the Yin messenger of the underworld to seduce the soul.

Mu Qing smiled disapprovingly: "you are just a Taoist who can't hurt me. Even the Yin difference can't hurt me."

His attitude is really arrogant.

"Oh?" Qin Ruan picked his eyebrows and sneered again on his face: "why don't you try?"

She was curious. Where did Mu Qing come from? She was so confident.

Mu Qing's smile converged, and his blood red eyes showed a dark cold light, with a strong evil spirit.

Her sharp fingernails bent like claws and made an aggressive gesture.