My wife is not a demon

Since it's not a dream, why is there a lady's breathing beside her...

Chen Mu's eyes widened.

"Master..."

A pale hand slowly attached to his cheek, and a woman's resentful but cold voice came from his ear: "You promised Mr. Xiang...to be with you forever."

This is Liu Xiangjun's tomb!

"Help! Help! Help..." Chen Mu hit the coffin hard.

The sound passed through the coffin, but could not penetrate the thick soil.

It's like being buried forever.

Outside the tomb, bolts of lightning, like golden and silver threads hanging in the shape of veins, pulled the pitch-black sky to pieces.

The heavy rain poured down, and the re-covered soil mixed with muddy water slowly flowed...

The tombstone was scoured extremely clean.

Through Senbai Lightning, you can clearly see the big characters of "Liu Xiangjun's Tomb", and beside it, there is a line of small characters:

Forever!

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(Author's note: This chapter is more than 6000 words. I originally planned to write the second half tomorrow, because the latter part is a bit scary, and I was afraid to scare some readers.

Still the same sentence, two chapters are updated every day, but the number of words depends on the rhythm, sometimes more than 3000 words, sometimes four to five thousand, or even seven to eight thousand words in a chapter, I don’t like to deliberately disconnect .

It will not deliberately stack the plots for the limit of the number of words, and ensure that each chapter is worth subscribing.

So I still hope that everyone can subscribe. The first subscription is not bad, and it has reached 1.It's a pity that there will be fewer people in the future. It is estimated that they only contributed Chapter [-] subscriptions. I hope everyone will support them.

This chapter is the official opening of the next case...)

Chapter 117 Ghost Bride! (seeking subscription)

Yunyue Inn.

In a superior room, the white mist is like burning hookah.

The exhausted Yun Zhiyue leaned against the edge of the barrel, closed her eyes and immersed herself in the thick water mist, enjoying the rare leisurely time.

Two long straight legs with slender proportions overlapped in the barrel...

Charming and psychedelic.

If there are other men who see this beautiful scenery, I believe that few people can be as calm as a gentleman.

As Chen Mu said, even though this face is average, the devil's proud figure alone is enough to call it 'excellent'.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

The door was knocked.

Yun Zhiyue's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and she casually pulled a morning coat from the screen next to her to cover her face, and said angrily, "Who?"

"Miss Yun, something happened!"

It was the voice of Hei Ling, the envoy of Suzaku.

Yun Zhiyue frowned slightly, but had no choice but to dry her body hastily, put on a simple dress and opened the door and said coldly: "You Hades are really capable of tossing around, so what's going on in the middle of the night?"

"Something happened to Chen Mu! I don't know what happened to him, and he fell into a coma."

Hei Ling said quickly.

"what?"

Yun Zhiyue's pretty face changed, and she hurried out of the room.

……

When Yun Zhiyue came to the house, she saw many government servants and ghost guards outside, and many ghost guards were searching the surrounding neighbors from house to house.

Above the night sky, many hawks and dogs circled and searched.

Seeing this scene, the woman who had a premonition that the situation was serious didn't care about it too much, and rushed to the courtyard with her head buried.

Entering the room, she saw Bai Xianyu with a haggard and restless expression holding her husband's hand, her eyes were a little red, and beside her was Qingluo with an anxious face.

Chen Mu lay quietly on the bed, like a zombie, with terrifying white skin.

It's as if it's been coated with flour.

"Miss Yun!"

Seeing Yun Zhiyue, Bai Xianyu's beautiful eyes lit up and hurried forward to grab her arm, "Please save my husband."

Yun Zhiyue is the Chief Commander of the Yin Yang Sect.

Even if she had abolished her own skills to escape marriage, she should be able to save Chen Mu after all because of her special status and knowledge.

Before Bai Xianyu tried to find a few masters of Taoism, but it didn't work, so she thought of Yun Zhiyue.

So he asked Hei Ling to call.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll see what's going on first."

Yun Zhiyue comforted her, and hurried to the bed to check Chen Mu's condition carefully.

There is breathing, but very weakly.

There is also a heartbeat, but the beating is very slow, as if it will stop at any time.

But the skin is very stiff, as if it is frozen, but it is not cold, it feels like a mummy and is quite oozing.

Yun Zhiyue opened Chen Mu's eyelids, feeling a chill down her spine.

I saw Chen Mu's pupils were gray and white, like broken glass, with cracks drawn.

"Could it be..."

She quickly tore open Chen Mu's shirt.

Sure enough, there is a thin gray line winding down from a point of Tanzhong acupoint on the man to the lower dantian.