Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

(Fu Jiuqing: With just a few clicks, the baby who clicked on this book will become extremely rich! Extremely beautiful and extremely thin! Extremely European!)

A luxuriously decorated wedding room with dim lighting.

Fu Jiuqing, who was lying on the bed, opened his coquettish red eyes, and the red ends of his eyes were tinged with infinite charm and exhaustion.

She sat up slowly and raised her hand to wipe away the fine traces of sweat on her forehead.

Sweat beads rolled down her cold white jade neck, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

This must be blamed on the man lying next to him with amazing explosive power.

The ferocity with which the other party eats is comparable to that of a cheetah that locks its throat with precision during hunting, biting the lifeblood without letting go!

Fu Jiuqing - the legendary Lord of the Underworld, in charge of the judgment and punishment of hundreds of millions of undead in the underworld.

She worked overtime underground for nearly ten thousand years, and finally retired and decided to take a vacation on earth.

It was only the first day, and at the beginning, I was forced to give someone a happy birthday, to celebrate my new husband.

By accident, he was even eaten and wiped clean.

When Fu Jiuqing's soul was first injected into this body, he was in a weak state.

The man lying next to her with a cold body temperature held her in his cold embrace with his strong arms.

The cold breath sprayed in her ears, and the hoarse and magnetic voice urged him vaguely.

Give what?

Sending warmth?

Fu Jiuqing was at a loss and didn't understand. He stretched out his hand to push away the man's approach, and felt the cold water vapor in his hand.

Her slight struggle resulted in the man's overwhelming attack.

Stab!

The exquisite and luxurious custom-made wedding clothes were violently destroyed with bare hands, as if playing music for the life-saving struggle that followed.

Helping Jiuqing, whose soul and body were unstable, did indeed sacrifice half his life to get out.

If the culprit hadn't fainted midway, her vacation would have ended in the shortest possible time.

Humans are too fragile.

Can't stand excessive consumption and tossing.

After Fu Jiuqing's body functions recovered, a tingling pain swept through his body.

The strange and novel feeling was something her spiritual body had never experienced before.

I don't know if it was Fu Jiuqing's illusion, but my left cheek also hurt a little.

She raised her hand and rubbed it, and it seemed that the pain was getting worse.

A hatred suddenly surged in my heart, like a gangrene attached to my bones, and it lingered for a long time.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes were filled with cold water, and his beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowned, trying his best to suppress the remaining emotions of the original body.

Her cold eyes, filled with cold light, were slightly lowered, and a gentle and elegant face shrouded in a strong ghostly aura came into her eyes clearly.

The man lying next to him has a slightly sickly perfect face, sharp outlines, beautiful and sexy lips, and a high bridge of nose.

Under the dim light, the thick and long eyelashes reflected a beautiful fan shadow, making the man even more proud and noble.

He just lay quietly, his body inadvertently releasing an unattainable sense of alienation.

What a noble gentleman with an elegant demeanor!

I don’t know how elegant those eyes are when they are opened.

#newlywedshusband seems to be a billion points handsome! #

Fu Jiuqing read countless beauties and couldn't help but be amazed for a moment.

It's just that this indescribable face is destined to be a lonely star in the sky, and it is destined to be lonely for the rest of his life.

His life was also short, less than half as long as that of ordinary people.

The man's physique is very strange. To put it bluntly, he is a walking ghost harvester.

His body is like a funnel, continuously absorbing all the evil energy in the surrounding area.

No wonder the body temperature is so cold, and the ghostly energy released from the inside almost drowns the person.

I don't know whether he is a human or a ghost.

In other words, half human and half ghost.

Fu Jiuqing put his hand on Qin Baichen's neck.

As long as she exerts a little force, the half-dead person will be completely liberated.

"Oh!"

The door was violently kicked open, making a banging sound.

Fu Jiuqing removed his hand from Qin Baichen's neck, picked up the men's shirt beside the bed and put it on his body.

Her fair and slender fingers turned and fastened the uniquely designed custom-made buttons, her expression calm and calm.

A woman wearing an expensive dress stood outside the door and saw Fu Jiuqing's naked appearance.

Looking down, it seems that the body is covered by clothes, and the man feels numb when he sees the bones, while the woman looks at the jade bones and soft waist with envy.

The ambiguous traces on Fu Jiuqing's body are even more fascinating.

The woman's expression was stunned, and her gloomy eyes revealed the light of envy and jealousy.

She walked into the bedroom, opened her mouth and started taunting.

"You are so hungry that you won't even spare those who are about to die!"

Fu Jiuqing raised his cold eyes and recognized the woman's identity at a glance. She was her half-sister—Fu Mo'er.

Seeing that she was silent, Fu Mo'er snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Fu Jiuqing! Don't think that just because you marry Mr. Qin, you can sit back and relax!"

The aggressive tone was sharp and harsh, which made people's heads hurt.

Fu Jiuqing looked impatient, and a strange bloody red light bloomed in his slightly lowered eyes.

Seeing her frown, Fu Mo'er continued to be sarcastic, and the words she spoke were mean and vicious.

"Who among the dignitaries in the entire imperial capital doesn't know that Master Qin is about to die and you will soon be a widow!"

"If you don't succeed, you should go back to Fu's house and continue to be an obedient and humble dog!"

Fu Jiuqing, who was upset by the noise, was quickly going through the memories in his mind.

Halfway through the memory I received before, I was interrupted by my cheap husband with a wild temperament and insatiable desires.

As a result, she still doesn't fully understand the situation.

Frame after frame of suppressed painful memories quickly poured into Fu Jiuqing's mind.

As the memory passed on, her face suddenly darkened, and an almost cold, sinister light appeared in her eyes.

very good!

Not only was the original body forced to make fun of others, but she was also slapped by Fu Mo'er, the day before she took over this body.

It was the original body that was hit, but it was her who supported Jiuqing in pain.

How could the Lord of the Underworld, who had been an authoritarian dictator for thousands of years and had a reputation for evil, bear such a tone.

Fu Jiuqing suddenly raised his head, his cold eyes fixed on Fu Mo'er.

Her beautiful and cold face looked slightly gloomy, her red eyes raised slightly, and she asked aloud: "Fu Mo'er?"

His voice was low and sultry, and it was obvious that he had overused his voice not long ago.

Confirming the identity before taking action is a necessary process for Fu Jiuqing, as the Lord of Hades, to carry out trial and punishment.

Fu Mo'er raised her chin: "What? You just married into the Qin family and you're pretending not to know me?"

Her condescending and contrived demeanor made her look very unattractive.

Fu Jiuqing touched his throat and made a cold snort with a nasal tone.

She got up and got off the ground, walking straight towards Fu Mo'er.

Fu Mo'er, who didn't know the danger was coming, glanced at the man lying on the bed.

Under the dim light, she could only see the vague outline of the Qin family's crown prince.

This man has always been invisible. Even though today is his big day, he has not appeared in front of the guests who came here to see him.

It is said that he is a man of deep character, intangible to his emotions and anger, monopolizes the power of his family, and is at the pinnacle of power that dominates the world.

Others say that he has a gentle and handsome appearance, like a Buddhist son who cannot be blasphemed, attracting ladies from all the famous families to flock to him.

Fu Mo'er was very curious whether this prince was really as rumored.

She thought it must be true, otherwise Fu Jiuqing, a loser, wouldn't even let go of people who were about to die.

No matter how noble his status is, he is still not about to die now.

A waste, a dying person, can actually do good things.

Fu Mo'er imagined various restricted mosaic pictures and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She raised her eyes to look at Fu Jiuqing, who was approaching, and asked maliciously: "I'm afraid a dying person can't satisfy you, right?"

Fu Jiuqing's expression was dark and difficult to distinguish, and she expressed her friendly greetings through actions.

She raised her hand, hit Fu Mo'er's face, and slapped her hard.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slaps resounded throughout the room.