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

Fu Jiuqing picked up Meng Yao's collar with one hand, raised his hand and slapped her.

"Snapped!"

The palm containing divine power destroyed all the Yin energy surrounding Meng Yao.

"Meng Yao, it's time for you to wake up!"

Fu Jiuqing's voice was majestic and had a sound when he hit the ground.

The fear and anxiety in Meng Yao's eyes completely exploded the moment she saw Fu Jiuqing.

She threw herself into Fu Jiuqing's arms and burst into tears.

"Woooooo!!!"

"Jiu Qing, there are so many ghosts! I'm so scared!"

Meng Yao clung to Fu Jiuqing with his hands and feet, hugging her body tightly, as if he had found the only salvation.

Since coming to the human world, Fu Jiuqing, who had never been hugged intimately by anyone except Qin Baichen, felt a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to tear Meng Yao off her body, but the other party used too much force.

Fu Jiuqing sighed softly and looked up at the old and discolored ceiling.

At this glance, he couldn't help but look slightly stern.

A male ghost was lying on the ceiling, his eyes flashing with lustful, lustful, and disgusting light.

The malice and greed flashed in those eyes. Fu Jiuqing only glanced at him before calmly looking away.

There is more than one male ghost in this house, and there is one hidden under the bed.

Even in the corner, there was a female ghost wearing red clothes, whose ghostly aura was almost gone.

The female ghost seemed to know Fu Jiuqing, her gloomy eyes glanced at her and then slowly lowered her head.

The yin energy around her was unstable, and the red dress on her body was severely torn. It was obvious that she had been in a fight.

Meng Yao, who was surrounded by three ghosts, was tainted with a strong yin energy. No wonder he couldn't hold on and called her for help.

Fu Jiuqing listened to the crying in his ears, raised his hand and patted Meng Yao's shoulder, speaking in a stiff and comforting tone.

"Stop crying, I'm here, don't worry."

She had never comforted anyone before, so she could only hold back such dry words.

“Wow wow wow!!!”

Meng Yao cried louder.

"Jiu Qing, please kill me, please let me go, I really can't stand it anymore!

I'm in so much pain every day! I don’t know why I want to live, and I don’t have the courage to die. Please help me! "

Fu Jiuqing saw that Meng Yao was in a very bad mental state.

She was not only frightened by ghosts, but also had the negative effects of being in a depressive environment for a long time. It is very likely that she suffered from mental illness.

This time, Fu Jiuqing showed no mercy and violently tore Meng Yao from his body.

She pinned him down on the bed and lifted up Meng Yao's messy long hair, revealing a face that was not pretty, but very attractive.

Meng Yao has a pure temperament of the white moonlight type, with big eyes, which makes people feel good about him.

Fu Jiuqing stared deeply into her eyes with a pair of strange blood eyes.

"Concentrate and look at me!"

The unreasonable voice made Meng Yao obey subconsciously.

Fu Jiuqing's red eyes, which could peer into people's hearts, were filled with unfathomable whirlpools.

She looked deeply into Meng Yao's frightened eyes, soothing her frightened soul and calming her almost collapsed heart.

"You are safe now. Don't make any more noise. I will help you get rid of the nightmare in your heart."

Meng Yao nodded stiffly: "Okay."

She seemed to be suffering from amnesia. Although she calmed down and the vitality around her quickly returned to stability, she seemed too sluggish.

Fu Jiuqing stood by the bed, looking at Meng Yao who had calmed down, and suddenly frowned.

Meng Yao's lifeless face clearly indicated that he was about to die and was about to be seduced by the underworld.

She took away the hand on the other person's shoulder and looked at the well-behaved girl sitting beside the bed.

Then, he saw the ugly marks on Meng Yao's arm cut by a knife.

The messy knife marks are deep and shallow, ferocious and frightening.

Fu Jiuqing rummaged through his memory and found out that he once bumped into the scene where Xia Rujun, Feng Wenwen and others were bullying Meng Yao.

At that time, Meng Yao's arm was bleeding a lot, and he was crying miserably.

The original support girl was so scared that she quickly moved away after just a glance.

Just as she was about to flee the scene, she was caught by Xia Rujun and others.

That day, Fu Nannan saw with her own eyes how Meng Yao was left with ugly scars.

Her heart-rending screams, her humility of barking like a dog to please the culprit, and her self-degrading pleas have since become Fu Nannan's nightmare.

Recalling those unbearable scenes, Fu Jiuqing frowned.

How malicious can a person be before they harm innocent people?

The academy is supposed to be the most innocent group, but it has extra-legal rules that are even more cruel than society.

Neither Meng Yao nor Fu Nannan took the initiative not to provoke Xia Rujun and others.

But Xia Rujun and the others just couldn't stand it, or maybe they were just idle, looking for fun.

They picked on Meng Yao and Fu Nannan who were easy to bully, and bullied them to establish prestige in the school.

Fu Jiuqing wiped away the memory images in his mind and looked at the well-behaved Meng Yao in front of him, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

Should she save this person or not?

He was obviously about to die, but he chose to find her before he died.

Is there any unspeakable hidden secret behind the cause and effect?

Before Fu Jiuqing could make up his mind, the male ghost lying on the ceiling suddenly rushed towards Fu Jiuqing.

"Little sister, you can see me, right?"

"In that case, why not come and have fun with me! I promise to make you happy and call you a good brother every day!"

When the male ghost rushed towards Fu Jiuqing, he didn't know whether he was alive or not and made rude remarks.

Fu Jiuqing was upset and angry, so there was no reason not to vent his anger when the sandbags were delivered to his door.

She raised her hand to grab the male ghost's throat, pinched him by the neck, and threw him to the ground.

The movements are smooth, crisp and neat.

The male ghost's miserable scream sounded, alerting the ghost lurking under the bed and the female ghost in the corner.

Two pairs of sinister ghost eyes stared at Fu Jiuqing in surprise.

Fu Jiuqing squinted at the male ghost with cold eyes: "You don't know whether to live or die!"

The male ghost was beaten, but he was not upset at all. He got up from the ground, and the evil light in his eyes became even stronger.

He stared at Fu Jiuqing, wishing to swallow her whole body.

The crazy and passionate eyes are so disgusting that it makes you want to vomit.

Fu Jiuqing frowned and said coldly: "If I look at you one more time, I'll dig out your eyes!"

"Spicy enough! Tasty enough! I like it hahaha..."

The male ghost laughed wildly, even ignoring that Fu Jiuqing could hurt him.

He teleported to Fu Jiuqing: "A fierce beauty like you really needs to be played to be exciting! I haven't encountered such a top-notch one in many years!"

The male ghost reached out to touch Fu Jiuqing's delicate and flawless face.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Fu Jiuqing kicked him to the ground as fast as lightning.

Completely angry, Fu Jiuqing strode forward and scolded him sternly.

"I see you don't just want the eyes, you don't even want the claws!"

She didn't know where Meng Yao recruited such a century-old ghost.

Looking at the sinister blood that permeates the other party's body, one can tell that there are many lives on his hands.

The male ghost who was stepped on by Fu Jiuqing had an intoxicated expression on his face and raised his hand to hug the ankle that was stepped on his chest.

Fu Jiuqing moved away in disgust and shouted in a deep voice: "Where is Hei Wuchang?!"

She sensed Hei Wuchang's aura and knew that the other party was hiding in the dark.

"My subordinate is here!"

Hei Wuchang was almost helping Jiuqing as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately showed his figure.

Fu Jiuqing pointed at the male ghost and said in a voice as cold as frost: "Gouge out his eyes, disable his hands, and then imprison him in purgatory!"

Hei Wuchang was very happy to do this and immediately accepted the order: "Okay!"

He teleported to the male ghost with a distorted face and frightened eyes, and picked him up like a chicken.

"You are so brave, how dare you disrespect my Lord!"

The next second, Hei Wuchang thrust his hands into the male ghost's eyes.