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

Fu Jiuqing stood up and walked to Fu Wenjun, holding the yellow paper between his white fingertips and handing it over.

"Write it, just two words - break up the relationship."

Fu Wenjun had a gloomy face and a sinister voice: "Are you sure?"

Fu Jiuqing's eyes turned cold, and he threw the yellow paper in his hand directly into his face.

"You are presumptuous!"

Fu Wenjun felt humiliated.

He immediately summoned a figure in the black mist with a strong ghostly aura.

The black shadow rushed towards Fu Jiuqing at a speed as fast as an afterimage, carrying an overwhelming evil aura.

Fu Jiuqing looked at the ghost servant who was rushing towards him with a stern look on his face.

Her eyes glowed with bloodthirsty red, tinged with a bit of ruthlessness and coldness.

When the ghost servant approached, Fu Jiuqing raised his hand and locked the ghost servant's throat accurately.

The slender fingers pinched the ghost servant's neck, forcing him to reveal his true form.

An ordinary, pale and frightening face.

The ghost servant's eyebrows were marked with clear words - Fu.

This is a mark that can only be possessed by ghost servants of the Fu family.

The ghost servant's body is filled with rotten blood, which represents the large number of creatures that have died in its hands.

After killing countless creatures, how could we easily spare it!

Fu Jiuqing was full of murderous aura and easily raised the ghost servant in his hand.

"A ghost servant who is only a hundred years old dares to attack me and is seeking his own death!"

Angry's voice was low and cold, like two voices overlapping.

At this moment, Fu Jiuqing transformed into the Lord of the Underworld, and his body released overwhelming Yin Qi.

The constant temperature indoors suddenly entered the cold winter.

The cold and biting breath invaded everyone in the house.

Seeing Fu Jiuqing's ferocious side, Fu Wenjun and Lai Lanlan's expressions were twisted and horrified.

I'm afraid even the Shura who came from hell wouldn't be as violent as her.

The soul of the ghost servant who was choked by Fu Jiuqing was almost shattered under the divine power.

There is only one step away from the death of all souls.

Fu Jiuqing did not give the ghost servant a chance to beg for mercy, and gradually tightened the strength of his fingertips.

The ghostly aura that filled the ghost servant's body began to dissipate.

"stop!"

Fu Wenjun realized that something was wrong and stopped him with a frightened and broken voice.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The ghost servant who had been there for nearly a hundred years was exterminated in Fu Jiuqing's hands and turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

This ghost servant once bullied the original.

Fu Jiuqing killed it, leaving no chance of survival.

Fu Wenjun witnessed with his own eyes that the only century-old ghost servant in his hand was killed like this.

His eyes rolled slightly, and he glared at Fu Jiuqing with splitting eyes.

"Do you know what this ghost servant means to the Fu family?!

Why wasn't you the one who died? When you were born, I should have strangled you to death! "

Fu Wenjun pointed at Fu Jiuqing's nose and cursed angrily.

He looked so ugly and yelling that he looked nothing like a father.

He clearly regards Fu Jiuqing as an enemy in the sea of ​​blood.

If Fu Jiuqing were his original self, I'm afraid he would be heartbroken.

However, she is not.

Naturally, he was indifferent.

Fu Jiuqing, who used a small amount of divine power to destroy the ghost servant, still had the red light in his eyes dissipate.

Fu Jiuqing stared at Fu Wenjun with cold eyes, who was almost fuming with anger.

She narrowed her cold eyes and said in a cold and sinister voice: "Shut up!"

Fu Wenjun suddenly discovered that the eldest daughter, who used to be cowardly, not only changed her temperament, but also her eyes turned red.

Her blood-like eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent.

Such a powerful Fu Jiuqing also made Lai Lanlan, who was not far away, look frightened.

The huge living room fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Fu Jiuqing spoke to Fu Wenjun again: "You'd better write the divorce letter quickly, my patience is limited."

She raised the hand that had killed the ghost servant before.

The slender and beautiful fingers are made even whiter under the reflection of the sunlight that comes in.

The seemingly careless action is actually a warning.

Fu Wenjun felt a chill on the back of his neck, and an icy chill spread throughout his body.

There was only one thought in his mind - this was not his daughter!

Fu Jiuqing would not have such an aggressive and oppressive aura, nor would he have the ability to destroy century-old ghost servants with his bare hands.

He supported Wenjun's feet to stand on the spot, and he endured it again and again, but he still couldn't restrain himself from taking two steps back.

He finally realized what terrifying power Fu Jiuqing had.

If the other party was not his daughter, she might kill him at any time.

Seeing that Fu Wenjun was scared, Fu Jiuqing said in a cold voice: "Write a divorce letter!"

Fu Wenjun pinched the yellow paper in his hand and wanted to say something else.

Fu Jiuqing showed a stern look on his face and teleported to Lai Lanlan's side.

She grabbed Lai Lanlan's neck and easily lifted him into the void.

"do not want!"

When Fu Wenjun saw his wife falling into Fu Jiuqing's hands, he stopped her in a panicked voice.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes were cold: "Write a divorce letter immediately!"

Fu Wenjun looked at his wife who was strangled by the neck and her body was struggling and shaking in the void.

He gritted his teeth and said to Fu Jiuqing: "I'll write, I'll write!"

It's just a divorce letter, so what if it's written.

"I'll get the pen!" Fu Wenjun turned around and left.

Fu Jiuqing said in a deep voice: "Use your blood!"

Fu Wenjun scolded with a dark face: "Don't bully others too much. I am still your father after all!"

Fu Jiuqing's face was full of contempt: "What kind of father do you think you are? You ruined them by calling you a beast."

Her parents' status is so noble that they can't be compared to the beasts in front of them.

Fu Wenjun was so angry that he was shaking all over. He looked into Fu Jiuqing's blood-red eyes and swallowed the curse words on his lips.

"Madam, I have a knife here."

A woman's familiar voice came from behind.

Fu Jiuqing looked back and saw Bai Ling who came in at some unknown time.

She took out a short knife from her women's military boots and walked to Fu Jiuqing with steady and powerful steps.

Bai Ling very discerningly handed over the sharp-edged saber.

"Ma'am, please—"

Fu Jiuqing was pleased and smiled at Bai Ling.

She pointed in the direction of Fu Wenjun and gently raised her chin: "Go and help him."

"Yes--"

Bai Ling came to the head of the Fu family.

If it were anyone else, Fu Wenjun would definitely stop him, or even kill him in anger.

But facing the Qin family guards, he did not dare to resist.

Bai Ling pinched Fu Wenjun's hand and made a quick and steady cut, blood gushing out from the wound.

The considerate Fu Jiuqing never forgets to remind her kindly.

"I advise you to hurry up and write, otherwise you will be stabbed a second time when the blood dries up."

Fu Wenjun didn't think that Fu Jiuqing was not helping his family if he wrote a letter of separation.

He just felt that his authority as a father was offended.

Fu Wenjun was unwilling to give in and had no dignity at all.

With a livid face, he hastily wrote the word "discontinued marriage" on the yellow paper.

Fu Jiuqing threw Lai Lanlan, who was breathing weakly, to the ground.

She came to Fu Wenjun and held the yellow paper between her index and middle fingers.

"Use the yellow paper as a basis to stand up the characters, and go up to the sky to listen, and down to the netherworld, go!"

As soon as Fu Jiuqing finished speaking, a black flame rose from his fingertips and instantly ignited the marriage letter.

Before the burned ashes fell to the ground, they disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace behind.

The sky outside suddenly darkened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Deafening rolling thunder sounded.

A total of nine dry thunders were shot down like purple-blue wild pythons.

Fu Jiuqing thought to himself, the speed is quite fast.

She raised her eyebrows at Fu Wenjun and said coldly, "The contract is complete."

It goes up to Jiutian and goes down to Huangquan.

She will no longer have anything to do with the Fu family!

Fu Wenjun's expression was ugly, and he glared at Fu Jiuqing coldly.

The nine drought thunders just now broke his limited cognition.

It also made him feel an inexplicable sense of crisis towards Fu Jiuqing, his eldest daughter.

He was obviously a waste of cultivation, so why did he suddenly have such terrifying abilities?

Could it be that Fu Jiuqing was hiding his clumsiness in the past?

Lai Lanlan got up from the ground and accidentally saw her husband staring at Fu Jiuqing with calculating eyes.

She panicked, fearing that Fu Jiuqing, a loser, would be taken seriously by the Fu family.

Lai Lanlan pointed at Fu Jiuqing and yelled.

"You are not Fu Jiuqing!"