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

"Woooooo-"

After listening to Shang Baize's self-narration, Cheng Yunchang cried with snot and tears.

This useless look made everyone in the room look disgusted.

Cheng Yuncheng was not moved by this love between human and ghost, but felt sorry for his sister.

He finally knew why his sister had not returned to China for three years.

It turns out that he already had his heart set on something, and was seduced away by that bastard Shang Baize.

As soon as Cheng Qiao returned to China, she welcomed her love.

It stands to reason that this relationship is happy and complete.

but!

Cheng Yuncheng sniffed and glared at Shang Baize with red eyes.

He spoke harshly with confidence: "You can't be with my sister, I won't agree to it!"

Young Master Cheng thought for a while and felt that these words were not shocking enough.

He added: "My eldest cousin won't agree either!"

Qin Baichen's name is much easier to use in the imperial capital than Cheng Shao.

As expected, Shang Baize's expression changed.

Cheng Qiao's face didn't look good either.

One person and one ghost looked uneasily at the girl sitting on the sofa with a pensive look on her face.

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyelids and said in a cold voice: "Why are you looking at me?"

Cheng Qiao took Shang Baize's cold hand with a very determined expression.

"Cousin, I want to be with Bai Ze!"

Fu Jiuqing's face was filled with bewilderment and an indifferent attitude that it had nothing to do with him.

"You are happy to be together, there is no need to report to me."

She stood up and walked towards Shang Baize, the interest in her eyes deepening.

It was obvious that she was interested in Second Young Master Shang.

Fu Jiuqing stood in front of Shang Baize, stretched out his finger and poked his cold chest.

A wisp of ghost energy poured into the opponent's body through his fingertips.

Shang Baize felt an indescribable sense of comfort in his body.

When he competed with Fu Jiuqing before, the damage to his soul was also rapidly recovering.

This change was naturally not hidden from Fu Jiuqing's eyes.

A look of surprise appeared on her beautiful face.

Shang Baize's body is similar to Qin Baichen's.

They all like the sinister and ghostly energy, which will make their souls more stable.

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyes and stared at Shang Baize with an inquiring gaze.

"Did you transform into this half-ghost, half-demon form because of the flower spirit?"

According to Shang Baize, his memory was awakened by Cheng Qiao and he refined the human form with the help of flower spirits.

No wonder he smells strange.

This is clearly a mutated rose scent.

Shang Baize shook his head, his face full of confusion: "I don't know."

"Whatever he is, he can't be with my sister anyway!"

Cheng Yuncheng rushed forward and pulled Cheng Qiao's arm.

"Yunheng, you hurt me!"

Cheng Qiao let go of Shang Baize's hand and was pulled aside by her younger brother.

Cheng Yuncheng pointed at her pale face and said angrily: "Look at your face, your energy has almost been sucked out!

If you continue to be with Shang Baize, you might die soon! You must not be together! "

Fu Jiuqing looked back and stared at Cheng Qiao thoughtfully.

"Your brother is right. Humans and ghosts follow different paths. If you continue to be together, you will die in less than half a month."

Cheng Qiao looked at Shang Baize from the distance, with a gloomy and worried expression.

The two looked at each other affectionately, with no concealment of the affection in their eyes, as if everyone around them was a foil.

Young Master Cheng is very good at ruining the atmosphere.

He stood in front of Cheng Qiao, breaking the warm atmosphere.

"Don't look at it, the death progress bar will speed up!"

Shang Baize almost teleported to the front of the Cheng family siblings.

He pulled Cheng Yuncheng away forcefully and held Cheng Qiao in his arms.

Young Master Cheng was pushed away by surprise and sat on the ground.

His hand pressed against the broken glass on the ground, and a small cut was made on his fingertips.

The bedroom was in a mess, and the cups fell to the floor and broke.

It is not difficult to imagine that this place has experienced uncontrollable storms before.

The anger in Cheng Yunheng's heart suddenly became uncontrollable.

He got up from the ground, rushed to Cheng Qiao, raised his injured hand and complained.

"Sister! Shang Baize hit me! I'm injured!"

Cheng Qiao looked at his hand with worried eyes.

The blood on the wound on Cheng Yuncheng's fingertips had solidified.

"Oh."

She responded perfunctorily.

Fu Jiuqing also added slowly.

"You have to hurry up and go to the hospital, otherwise the wound will heal."

She said these serious words with a deadpan expression.

He Rongsheng, who was watching the whole process, was very amused.

There was a squeaking sound.

Everyone's eyes fell on Fourth Young Master He.

The smile on He Rongsheng's face faded and he raised his hands to show his innocence.

"I think since Qiaoqiao has made up her mind about this matter, it's better to ask Mr. Qin how to solve it."

He is an outsider and has no intention of getting involved in the Qin family's affairs.

Even if his own father came, he would stay away from the huge Qin family.

Cheng Yuncheng heard these words in his heart.

He looked at Fu Jiuqing and shouted, "Cousin-in-law?"

When I contacted my cousin about this, he said that people are timid and their hearts are timid.

He did not dare to face Qin Baichen's anger, so he could only turn to his little cousin for help.

Fu Jiuqing shrugged: "This is your family matter."

He made it clear that he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Cheng Yunchang's eyes widened and he said in an exaggerated tone: "Cousin, this is our family matter!"

Quickly gather people into a unified position, and then slowly map it out.

I have to say that Young Master Cheng has a very good way of doing things.

Fu Jiuqing glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure?"

Cheng Yuncheng nodded, "sure, sure!"

Fu Jiuqing's red lips curved in a wanton evil arc.

I just heard her say calmly: "Then kill them all!"

The cold evil energy released from Fu Jiuqing's body swept over the bedroom.

Cheng Yuncheng didn't dare to think about the profound meaning of these words, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"Kill, kill who?"

Fu Jiuqing raised his hand and pointed to Cheng Qiao and Shang Baize, who looked uneasy.

"People who are going to die sooner or later should be killed as soon as possible to save you from being worried."

Cheng Yuncheng asked stupidly: "Can I kill just one?"

Fu Jiuqing looked at him as if he were looking at a fool.

Her red lips moved and she said one word: "Stupid!"

Cheng Qiao stood up and said, "I'm here to communicate with my eldest cousin. Before that, I want to ask my cousin a question."

Fu Jiuqing nodded slightly: "You ask."

Cheng Qiao asked hopefully, "I'm with Bai Ze. Is there any other way to avoid harming my life?"

"Have."

Fu Jiuqing answered simply.

Cheng Qiao and Shang Baize's eyes shone brightly.

Fu Jiuqing's cold eyes fell on Shang Baize.

"You have too much ghost energy. Let me breathe in the ghost energy every month to keep you safe and sound for ten years."

Once the ghost energy is obtained, Qin Baichen can still live.

This deal couldn't be better.

"no!"

"Is this true?!"

The Cheng family siblings said in unison, their tone was very urgent.

Cheng Qiao ignored her brother's protest and cried with joy: "That's enough, ten years is enough!"

Since she and Shang Baize reunited half a month ago, she thought they had very little time left for each other.

Fu Jiuqing told her that the two could be together for another ten years.

How could this make her unhappy.

"Sister! You are crazy!"

Cheng Yuncheng turned pale with anger.

Seeing that the two siblings were about to quarrel, Fu Jiuqing called Qin Baichen overseas.

The call was quickly connected, and the man's deep magnetic voice came from the speaker outside the phone.

"Qingqing?"

The man's gentle tone sounded.

The bodies of everyone in the room tensed subconsciously.