My wife is not a demon

The clouds in the sky began to twist rapidly, depositing black.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a seal landed.

A round of crimson full moon descended from the sky in the courtyard, like a dream, as if it reflected the entire small courtyard.

The surrounding spiritual power also boiled with the appearance of this full moon.

"Congeal!"

A figure appeared in the living room.

It is the second master of Guanshanyuan.

At this moment, she is still dressed in plain clothes, ordinary, but her whole body is haloed by a circle of soft light, like a saint descending.

She stretched out two fingers and touched Xiao Xuan'er's eyebrows.

The faint red light in the beautiful eyes burns like a flame.

The red mist and red intertwined blood vessels immediately returned to Xiao Xuan'er's body, and the invisible barrier also shattered and disappeared.

Xiao Xuan'er returned to normal, fell limply, and was embraced by the second master.

"Xuan'er!"

Meng Yanqing, who resumed her action, rushed over to check on her daughter.

Seeing that the other party just passed out, he was relieved.

The second master looked at the little girl in his arms, with a complex expression, and said indifferently: "The power of the demon baby is rare and terrifying, I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress it with ordinary means."

"Second Master Patriarch, you... didn't you say that Xuan'er is normal?"

Meng Yanqing's eyes were red, and her expression was full of helplessness.

This is the second time this has happened.

Not always so lucky.

The second master sighed slightly: "I made a mistake in my judgment. I didn't expect the power of the demon baby in her body to be hidden so deeply. Mrs. Meng, I suggest taking her to the Guanshanyuan. Maybe the head and the elders will have a way to suppress it." .”

"Guanshanyuan..."

How could Meng Yanqing, who was an ordinary citizen, understand these things, and was at a loss for a while.

It would be great if Chen Mu was here, at least we could listen to his opinion.

"Yo, it's you stinky woman."

At this time, Manjiaye stared at the second master coldly, and sneered. "I said, why are you so familiar? Do you still remember the time when you chased and killed me?"

"Of course I remember, you girl has grown so big."

The second master smiled.

Manjiaye gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn't been the one who chased and killed me back then, why should I hide my name!"

Speaking of this, the woman became angry.

When she was still a teenager, she was hunted down by this stinky woman. In the end, she had no choice but to pretend to be herself, and even married Meng Yanqing.

If it weren't for this woman, her strength would have gone a step further.

The second master carefully handed Xuan'er in his arms to Meng Yanqing, looked at the angry Manjiaye and said softly: "You have committed so many murders and destroyed so many happy families, I can't continue to let you do whatever you want .”

"Don't pretend to be a saint, I know the virtues of you Guanshanyuan very well."

Mankaye said disdainfully. "Besides, my mother is a killer. It's none of your business to use other people's money to do things for others. But speaking of it, you kill as many people as I do."

"Your temperament has not changed at all, but I will not arrest you again."

Second Master said with a smile.

With a quick step, she came to Manjiaye, stroked the man's head and said, "My good boy, at least you have someone you care about now. This is a good thing, and you won't kill innocent people indiscriminately in the future."

"Go away, don't pretend to be a saint in front of my old lady!"

Mankaye rolled his eyes and walked out of the room angrily.

It's bad luck to see this woman!

The second master shook his head helplessly, his eyes fell on Xiao Xuan'er, and he sighed slightly: "If Mrs. Meng has made up her mind, I can take her to Guanshanyuan."

Chapter 308 If Evil Is a Gorgeous and Cruel Movement!

The drizzle is flying like silk.

The green leaves on the trees glowed with a brand-new dim light, appearing crystal clear, and the sound of rain was broken.

At this moment, there is a desolate atmosphere on the hill.

Accompanied by bursts of weeping and sorrowful sounds, the coffin containing the body of the prefect's wife sank slowly and was buried in piles of loess.

Today is the day of Mrs. Du's burial.

Officials from Dongzhou City and some well-known squires came.

Many people's faces were full of grief and mourning, they kept wiping the tears from the corners of their eyes, and sighed constantly.

On the contrary, Master Du has a calm expression.

There was neither sadness nor numbness on his face, as if he was doing a routine business, and occasionally asked some officials about political affairs.

Bai Xianyu in a black robe stood not far away.

The silver Suzaku mask covered with drizzle is even more cold and indifferent.

She waved her hand to reject Hei Meng's move to hold an umbrella, looked at Du Piwu in the distance and said indifferently: "Why do you think this guy invited so many people, just for a funeral, as if he was the Emperor of Earth."

"perhaps……"

Heimeng hesitated for a moment, and said. "Perhaps he is demonstrating to the Lord."

"Humph."

Bai Xianyu laughed.