Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Xiao Siyin in the illusion was much more radiant than she was in life.

The woman was wearing a dignified cheongsam, her hair was tied into a simple yet elegant bun, and she was looking at her helplessly, with affectionate reproach in her eyes.

And beside her was the Duke of Lance.

——Su Qiao’s biological father!

In reality, they missed each other for a lifetime and were separated by life and death, but in the fantasy world, they achieved perfection.

The Duke of Lance put his arms around Xiao Siyin's shoulders, and like every good father sandwiched between his wife and daughter, he softly coaxed his unhappy wife and said good things for his daughter: "Our precious daughter must be sensible, and Qiao What a good-natured son, he is cute and lively, so he has raised our grandson to be so smart and lovable! If Mumu looks exactly like his biological father, that will be the end of it!"

And I dislike my son-in-law...

Duke Lance pushed Xiao Siyin towards the living room and winked at Su Qiao: "Baby girl, bring my precious grandson to cut the cake soon."

Shen Muchiao covered her mouth and snickered, bumping her father's thigh with her shoulder.

"Dad, look at grandpa, he doesn't even call you baby!"

"..." Shen Xiujin picked up her son with one hand and held her in her arms not very gently. With the other hand, she held Su Qiao, who was still dazed, and strode towards the house.

Who else would she lose in that house?

Su Qiao's heart softened as she looked at Shen Xiujin's handsome and real profile beside her, as well as her son in his arms who was blowing a kiss to her.

The Chengying Sword in his hand was slowly put down and taken back.

She wanted to take a look...just take a look.

And outside the fantasy world.

The fallen Su Qiao was held firmly in Shen Xiujin's arms.

He frowned, stared at the dying female ghost, and said with a fierce voice: "Let her out!"

Yan Ming has transformed into the state of the Lord of the Netherworld. The behemoth glared at Jasmine, "Female ghost! Let my master come out quickly!!"

The female ghost let out a charming laugh.

"Hahahaha... My illusion will only let her see what she desires most in her heart. I didn't trap her, it's because she doesn't want to leave! The longer she stays in there, the harder it will be to get out..." The female ghost cursed fiercely. He said, "If she doesn't let me take revenge, it would be best for her to die in the illusion!"

It was nearly wiped out by Su Qiao's sword. Now let alone revenge, it would be difficult for it to leave here!

The female ghost stared at Shen Xiujin pitifully, with nowhere to vent her resentment, making that terrifying and twisted face look even more ferocious and weird.

"Haven't you been to a fantasy land? I'm curious, why did you get away so quickly? Don't you have any desire? That stinky Taoist priest before, but I admire the woman in your arms... so much that I can sneak attack me without any defense... …Almost died by my hands!”

But the man in front of me didn't...

Obviously what he longed for most in his heart was to grow old with the woman in his arms, but in the fantasy world, he soberly and cruelly pinched himself disguised as Su Qiao...

Not to mention sinking, this man didn't even miss him for a second!

Shen Xiujin said coldly: "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of taking advantage of my desires and making me obsessed?"

When Yu Jinghuai, who was seriously injured, held the door and walked out, he happened to see this scene and heard these words.

His hand holding on to the door frame tightened unconsciously, and the tense muscles tore at the wound, and blood poured out again.

Yu Jinghuai looked at Shen Xiujin with complicated eyes.

Shen Xiujin glanced sideways and met each other.

Yu Jinghuai was actually a little guilty and ashamed of having been penetrated... Just as he was about to escape his sight, Shen Xiujin spoke by name.

"Yu Jinghuai." He pointed at the fetus spirits that were chopped into two pieces on the ground and were crawling towards each other with difficulty, and said expressionlessly, "Chop this thing into pieces..."

Yu Jinghuai: "?"

Female ghost: "??"

Fetal spirit: "???"

Shen Xiujin uttered the second half of the sentence coldly, as if possessed by the living King of Hell: "...If Xiao Qiao comes back a few minutes late, I'll cut him into pieces!"

Not only can he kill people, he can also kill ghosts!