My wife is not a demon

"Natural Sword..."

The Ghost Bride clenched her fists and said with a bit of sarcasm in her tone, "For a man, I'm really willing."

Peng——

The red mist dissipated, and the ghost bride disappeared.

"Are you scared away..."

Chen Mu waved his big knife and said regretfully, "It's a pity, I still plan to try what it's like to kill ghosts."

Snapped!

A chestnut was popped on the forehead.

The woman's eyes were angry: "Aren't you very smart? Why did you fall into this woman's trick again?"

Chen Mu spread his hands: "Can this be my fault? The other party is too cunning, and I even wonder if she came with you."

"Are you still blaming me?"

Yun Zhiyue laughed out of breath.

Chen Mu looked at the magic weapon in the sky, which was obviously a magic weapon that local tyrants could afford, and swallowed his saliva: "Zhiyue, it turned out that you suddenly went to the Yin Yang Sect to get me a magic weapon, thank you very much."

Yun Zhiyue was speechless.

This guy's thick skin is thicker than the outer city walls.

"This is my natal sword. I gave it to you. Shall I drink the northwest wind?" The woman gave him a blank look, and held his hand.

The surrounding scene began to collapse and split...

Following the glaring white glow, Chen Mu returned to the room he was in before.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Seeing Chen Mu waking up, Wang Fafa hurriedly stepped forward to ask, his eyes full of anxiety.

He is still dumbfounded.

He gave the other party a cloth ball, and Chen Mu fainted on the ground in an instant, making him wonder if the cloth ball was poisonous.

Fortunately, there is also an expert of the Yin Yang sect in the room.

"Are you real or fake?"

Chen Mu asked.

Wang Fafa's face was full of confusion: "What is true and false?"

"fine."

Chen Mu patted his head, and found himself sitting on the wall in the corner, with Yun Zhiyue next to him leaning shoulder to shoulder, holding his hand.

No, last time you kissed me on the mouth.

Why are you holding hands this time?

Yun Zhiyue opened her eyes, and seeing the confused look on Chen Mu's face, she knew what the other party was thinking, and said lightly: "My strength has improved a bit, and I don't need that stupid method to enter your nightmare illusion .”

"No, why do you want to improve your strength?"

Chen Mu was very unhappy.

Hearing this, Yun Zhiyue slightly parted her cherry lips, dumbfounded.

This guy must be sick. My mother's strength has improved. Not only is she not happy for me, but she also looks very disgusted.

Is this what people say?

Looking at the situation in front of him, Wang Fafa realized that he might be invisibly acting as a light bulb, so he said wittily, "My lord, I'll go outside to check again."

After speaking, he left the room and closed the door very intimately.

"Just kidding, congratulations on improving your strength."

Seeing the gloomy expression on the woman's face, Chen Mu laughed and stroked the woman's fingers, "I also hope that you can become the most powerful boss of Yin Yang Sect."

"Let go." The woman stared at him coldly.

Hearing this, Chen Mu, who was constantly mopping, let go of the woman's hand very obediently, and admired secretly in his heart.

This hand is so beautiful, it is as tender as freshly peeled bamboo shoots, agile and delicate.

It is also extremely smooth to the touch.

Sure enough, for some top-notch women, even if God does not bestow beauty, he will compensate in other places.

"ill."

Yun Zhiyue wiped her hands in disgust, and pulled Chen Mu up, "Remember from now on, don't touch the Ghost Bride's Life-Death Talisman casually."

"Okay, I took note."

Chen Mu is an honest student who listens to the teachings.

But he was still puzzled and said: "According to the logic, the ghost bride already knows that Liu Xiangjun's heartbreaker is not me, so why did she come here again today?"

"Perhaps, she didn't come here? You happened to meet her."

Yun Zhiyue's beautiful eyes flickered.

Chen Mu was taken aback, recalling the ghost bride's words, and murmured: "If this is the case, she is most likely Lin Mengyuan, who came to her home to nostalgia, and I was very unlucky to send it to my door."

Bad luck.

Chen Mu sighed.

Now that the Ghost Bride has appeared again, it is not known whether she is involved in Du Juan's case.

"I'm basically sure that someone in this room has done rituals."

Yun Zhiyue stared at the bed with scorching eyes, "If the deduction is correct, it should be the Gu technique!"

Gu technique?

Chen Mu looked astonished: "What is this?"