The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 716 The host is the ghost king (22)

On the other side, Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhou Negative, who had calmed down after taking the blood of Guo Xu and Liu An, with tenderness on her face:
"Son, it's okay, mom will definitely protect you!"

That person really didn't lie to her, as long as he was fed with the blood of a practitioner, he would become the monster's bear, and he would calm down and become no different from a normal person.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhou's face became more and more gentle.

Yes, her son will become exactly like a living person. Don't they always say that they want to help the common people?
Her son is also one of the common people, so use their blood to help her son!
After the old man and the three suzerains arrived, they didn't find the bodies of Guo Xu and Liu An, nor did they see anyone else. Everyone seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, not even the breath of their souls remained.

"I've already done the math. They're dead, but their souls haven't been found. Except for the ghost king, only the Zhou family can do it here!"

Guo Xu and Liu An are both elders in their respective sects. No matter how bad the superior means, their abilities are obvious to all. But they were killed just like that without leaving their souls behind. get.

At that time, the ghost king was in front of them, and the only murderer could only be a member of the Zhou family!
The elder of the sect was killed, and the sect masters wanted to kill Mrs. Zhou no matter how concerned they were!
Directly barging into Zhou's house domineeringly, the three suzerains glared at Mrs. Zhou who was drinking tea leisurely in the living room:
"Killing people from our sect, you can still drink tea here frankly?"

There was no guilt or remorse at all, and the few popular people were trembling all over.

Mrs. Zhou smiled slowly, and poured a cup of tea for each of them in an unhurried manner. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and her face was extremely gentle:
"Everyone might as well sit down and have a cup of tea, and I'll tell you why I killed someone."

"Are you admitting that you killed someone?"

The suzerain of the gown was full of anger, and poured over the tea in front of him with a palm.

The hot tea splashed on Mrs. Zhou's arms, and her fair skin immediately turned red, but she didn't show any anger at all, she was still smiling, very gentle:
"Even the suzerain's temper is still so big."

"You condoned monsters to hurt people, and even killed several members of our sect. Today, I will clean up the sect for the ancestor of the Zhou family!"

The Sect Master of Changshan didn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore, and when the words fell, he and the other two Sect Masters and the old man rushed forward, each sacrificed the most powerful magic weapon in the sect, and vowed to kill Mrs. Zhou and destroy the school of subduing magicians!
Unexpectedly, as soon as they worked hard, their whole bodies suddenly went limp and they collapsed on the ground.

"Sect Master Lian, why are you so angry?"

Mrs. Zhou put down the tea in her hand and walked up to the long-clothed suzerain and the others, her smile became more and more gentle.

"You poisonous woman, what have you done?"

A few people were shocked, and tried their luck again, but their bodies, which were only feeling sore and limp, gradually lost consciousness.

"I didn't do anything, I just lit some incense."

Mrs. Zhou replied innocently, and then she stopped looking at the four of them, and carried the old man and others to the basement by herself.

In the basement, Zhou Ling, who had been violent before, had calmed down, except for one pair of eyes, which were frighteningly red.

After the old man in the long gown and the others were tied up with an arm-thick iron chain, Mrs. Zhou, under their angry eyes, used a pair of plain white hands to gently and delicately remove their chins, lest they commit suicide after regaining their strength.

Then, he pulled the sharp hook chain embedded in the wall to behind them. The hook was sharp and glowing coldly, and with a puff, it forcibly penetrated into the four people's lute bones.

(End of this chapter)