dead child, ghost carrying coffin

In fact, Taifeng didn't need to say this, the two elders also realized that something was wrong.

The monster in front of him is simply a lunatic, and it looks like a lunatic with a frighteningly high status!

He can kill his own people at will, let alone outsiders like himself.

Grandma Mai just wanted to speak, but was preempted by the loyal female ghost in red.

This red-clothed female ghost is also one of the six daughters-in-law that Chen Dage has pre-appointed.

"Stop here!"

"I warn you that it is best not to hurt the two patriarchs in the sedan chair, or the two young masters of my family will definitely make you pay with blood!!"

His Royal Highness Malaria was taken aback when he heard the words, "Noble" like him, how long has it been since no creature dared to talk to him like this? !

After a brief moment of stupefaction, "His Royal Highness" laughed, and the laughter became more and more crazy, and even the whole body trembled like a sequelae of cerebral thrombosis.

"Old Ancestor?! Young Master?!"

"Today, my prince wants to kill you all, let's see what the so-called son can do to me!"

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his ugly big hand, but finally stopped suddenly.

"Hehehe, others have killed them, but you, the prince, should take it home and enjoy it slowly."

The you that malaria ghost said, of course, refers to the red-clothed female ghost who just contradicted him.

I saw "Your Highness" waved his hand casually, and the female ghost in red was like an ordinary girl who had been slapped severely, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Below, the four soldiers of His Royal Highness Malaria immediately stepped forward, took out the iron chain and penetrated the female ghost's lute bone.

One of the kind ghost soldiers looked at the female ghost with sympathy.

He knew: from the moment she returned to Didang Mountain, the female ghost would endure endless and unimaginable torture, and it was a luxury for her to lose her soul.

Because of this kind of thing, I don’t know how many times it has happened in 5000 years!

The female ghost in red is very strong, even though she endured the pain of the penetrating bone, she still didn't make any screams, let alone begged for mercy.

Although his face was pale, he was full of stubbornness and unyielding.

"Remember, you bastard, Master Ji will avenge this girl!"

"I will repay you a thousand times, you wait!!!"

When Chen Daji was mentioned, the originally pale face of the female ghost in red became a little firmer.

Seeing that the other party not only did not beg for mercy, but still threatened him, the malarial ghost became angry from embarrassment.

He slapped the female ghost in red fiercely in the air again.

"Bad maid, you are courting death!"

There was a crisp snap, and the female ghost flew several meters away with a loud snort.

It wasn't until the iron chain was not long enough that the ghost soldier pulled it back with a grinning grin.

Seeing this scene, the two elders, Qi Qi wanted to break free.

The realm of Naihe and His Royal Highness Malaria is too different, everything is in vain.

Grandma Mai cursed angrily.

"Jie Jie Jie, you ugly bastard, if you have the guts to treat the old woman!"

"What kind of skill is bullying a little girl!"

The malaria ghost was scolded again and again, and his heart was already full of anger.

Just as I was about to raise my hand to kill Grandma Mai, I saw the deaf grandma open her eyes wide and said in a cold voice.

"Stop the beast!"

"Today, if you dare to touch old sister Mai's finger, the old woman will not let you go even if she is a ghost!"

"Your Highness" couldn't hold back his ferocity long ago, he raised his hand and wanted to kill the deaf mother-in-law, but stopped suddenly.

Because he suddenly sensed that if he slapped this palm, he didn't know if the deaf mother-in-law would die, but he would definitely die!

Or his father, Emperor Zhuanxu, couldn't save that kind of...

The malaria ghost was dripping with cold sweat instantly, and shook his head violently, as if he wanted to drive this uneasy emotion out of his mind.

He exerted so much force that even dozens of leeches that kept crawling in and out of his five sense organs were thrown away.

At the same time, in the Palace of the Dead:

Elder Song let out a sigh, and the branches that had soared into the sky once again turned into canopies and covered the heads of Zhang Jiao and the withered bone Buddha.

Feeling the change of Song Lao, the two masters opened their eyes together.

"I don't know what has disturbed your old mentality, can you need the younger generation to handle it for you?"

The breeze blows, and the pine branches sing softly.

"It's okay, the two of you can continue to clean up."

On the other side, in the small courtyard.

Wang San slowly retracted the steps he had already stepped on, and opened his mouth lightly, his voice was full of ice-coldness.

"Count you acquainted!"

"If not, even if the sky tilts again, I will beat you to death, and you will never be reborn!"

In the room, Wang Qianyue, who kept throwing the pencil in her hand back and forth, seemed to be suddenly sleepy.

He got up and greeted Hei Yu and said, "Yu Shen, please call me tomorrow morning, I will be punished by the teacher for being late for school."

Hei Yu's eyes were bright and thoughtful, and then he smiled and spoke.

"Okay, Qianyue, you can rest assured to sleep."