In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

"I said, you are my younger brother, and I will protect you from getting hurt."

Liu Wangshu smiled and patted Jiang Ying's head.

She just felt that, on the one hand, helping him get rid of the frost, on the one hand, he could gain a little favor; on the other hand, she felt that Jiang Ying was really pitiful and a little distressed.

But Jiang Ying was not satisfied with this answer, and it was another set of rhetoric.

Does she really have a brother?It's just that she got the wrong person?

So what she is doing now is for Jiang Ying or her brother.

Jiang Ying's hand tightened unconsciously, "Am I really your brother?"

Asking what was in her heart after holding it down for a long time, Jiang Ying felt a little joy, but it was quickly replaced by an inexplicable fear.

He expected her to say no, but was afraid that she would say no.

If it wasn't for the siblings, I wouldn't have any reason to stay by her side anymore.

Liu Wangshu didn't expect her to ask such a question. She knew that Jiang Ying was not a fool, and the siblings' rhetoric couldn't fool him, but she didn't expect him to ask it so bluntly.

After pondering for a while, she finally said, "As long as you want, you are."

She felt that Jiang Ying should be able to understand what she meant.

As soon as Liu Wangshu said his words, Jiang Ying's clenched fists loosened.

The next moment, he pulled the person into his arms.

Jiang Ying buried her head in Liu Wangshu's neck, "Then will you be there all the time?"

"Four years later, I will have a catastrophe. If I get through it safely, I will always be with you."Liu Wangshu's words were full of hints.

As long as you don't kill me in four years, I can be your maid for the rest of my life.

In Jiang Ying's view, these words have another meaning: I will always be with you.

Jiang Ying replied deeply, "I won't let others hurt you."

Liu Wangshu didn't know that Jiang Ying misunderstood what he meant, and was still joking with him, "Then you have to work hard and become stronger."

Handsome men and beautiful women always attract people's attention, and the two of them are like this on the street, attracting many onlookers.

Liu Wangshu felt that the old man was blushing hard, and pushed Jiang Ying, "Okay, let's go back and get ready to go up the mountain tomorrow."

In order to make complete preparations, Liu Wangshu asked the waiter about the situation of Luoxia Mountain when he returned to the inn.

The result is nothing more than that the place is haunted, and they are advised not to go.

Liu Wangshu felt that it didn't matter, after all, there is no reason for a cultivator to be afraid of ghosts.

It was Jiang Ying who worried her, so she decided to let Jiang Ying stay in the inn and go by herself.

When Jiang Ying heard this, he immediately became furious. The evil sect of Luoxia Mountain was going to gather medicine for himself, so he had to follow anyway.

There was nothing he could do about it, so Liu Wangshu had no choice but to agree.

Before setting off, she took out a delicate hook jade.

"This is made of my heart and blood. You take it with you and it will protect you well."

Jiang Ying took the Gouyu, which was the size of a copper coin, feeling restless.

It's all because I'm too weak, I should be the one who protects her.

Liu Wangshu saw Jiang Ying's thoughts, and comforted her softly, "Ah Ying, come back from collecting herbs, let me teach you how to practice."

Only then did Jiang Ying's expression soften.

Luoxia Mountain is not far from Suzhou City, but Liu Wangshu was too lazy to leave, so he reached the foot of the mountain with a teleportation technique.

Sure enough, as rumored, the fog surrounded the place, and the light did not disperse.

But in Liu Wangshu's view, this is just a trick.

A faint blue light gushed out from her fingertips, her hands changed rapidly, and the blue light drifted towards the white mist like a firefly.

After a while, the white mist dissipated, and the mysterious Luoxia Mountain finally revealed its original appearance.

The mountain is full of towering ancient trees, it doesn't look like a mountain, but an ancient dense forest.

However, such an environment is indeed the most suitable for Sunburn Grass to grow.

Liu Wangshu had no choice but to take out the Shuanghua sword to open the way.

It never occurred to Shuanghua that a divine weapon of his own would be used by his master to cut grass, what a waste of money.

Liu Wangshu and Jiang Ying were walking in the forest, and bird calls came from time to time, making the forest even more serene.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves and casts light spots on the ground. Except for the musty smell, there is nothing wrong with this forest.

The deeper you go, the denser the trees become. Liu Wangshu gradually noticed some abnormalities.

From time to time, some white bones will appear in the woods, and more and more of these bones are walking.

She wanted to squat down to look at these bones, but there was a "rustling" sound in the woods, Liu Wangshu knew that something was coming.

She subconsciously leaned against Jiang Ying. If there was an accident, she could protect him immediately.

Facts have proved that Liu Wangshu's feeling is correct.

The woods that were still sparsely sunny suddenly darkened, and thick white mist rose again in the mountains.

"The newlyweds, dressed in red, bid farewell to their parents with tears in their eyes. Luoxia Mountain, scattered in silk, full of hatred and no one listens."

The singing voice seemed to be sung by pinching the throat, high-pitched and thin, and mixed with low sobs.

In the darkness deep in the forest, a red wedding sedan chair could be faintly seen. The color of the sedan chair was a bit old, and it looked even more terrifying in this weird atmosphere.

The Shuanghua sword emitted a faint blue light, and the surrounding white mist became lighter.

Liu Wangshu frowned, the female ghost's cultivation should not be able to disperse the white mist.

Could it be that there is someone else behind her?

A sweet smile came from the red sedan chair, which was very pleasant to hear, "Girl, I don't make things difficult for you, just take your things and leave."

Liu Wangshu was ready for a fight, but she was completely confused by what she said.

I couldn't figure out what medicine was in this guy's gourd, but worried that there might be something more difficult behind her, Liu Wangshu followed her words and responded, "Thank you, miss."

After finishing speaking, he took Jiang Ying and left.

"He wants to stay." The voice in the sedan chair carried a bit of resentment.

Both of them were taken aback when they heard the words, Liu Wangshu narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean, Miss?"

"Hahaha" the shrill laughter echoed in the mountains, startling the migratory birds all over the mountain.

"What do you say?"

Suddenly, two red silks flew out of the sedan chair, heading straight for Jiang Ying.

Liu Wangshu swung the Shuanghua Sword to defend Jiang Ying, but the red silk suddenly turned around and attacked her heart.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a change, Liu Wangshu stepped back more than ten steps, but was still hit hard on the shoulder.

Jiang Ying shouted anxiously, "Sister, are you okay?"

At this moment, he only wished that those red silks would fall on him.

In the next second, Jiang Ying felt a chill on his wrist, and a resentful voice sounded in his ear, "You should worry about yourself."

The red sedan chair had almost appeared in front of Jiang Ying, and the blow just now was just to force Liu Wangshu and Jiang Ying to move away.

It was too late for Liu Wangshu to realize this, a white jade-like hand stretched out from the sedan chair, and pulled Jiang Ying into the sedan chair.

The white mist became thicker, and the red sedan chair loomed in the white mist, and finally disappeared in the mist.

When had Liu Wangshu been teased like this before, she flicked her sleeves angrily, but she quickly calmed down.

The most urgent task is to find Jiang Ying.

What is the origin of this female ghost? Liu Wangshu recalled the ballad in his mind.

That ballad sang what happened to her?