The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

Lou Xinzhou was a little shocked when she learned that Zhao Yun'er's body had been lying in the general's mansion for more than a month. According to her common sense, wasn't it that the body was kept in the coffin for seven days and then buried?

"Is this the case in the mortal world?"

Zhao Quan led the way. Ever since he knew that the funeral ghosts outside were carrying a coffin and might have some contact with Zhao Yun'er, the cold sweat on his forehead had not stopped. When he heard Lou Xinzhou's words, he felt guilty on his face and did not answer. , just speeding up the pace.

Zhao Yun'er's coffin was parked in the side hall of the mourning hall. When several people arrived, they smelled an indescribable smell. Zhao Quan hid his face, feeling a little embarrassed. These days, everyone just hides in their own rooms, just going up and down. None of the hundreds of servants came to clean the mourning hall. In just the past month, the grass here has grown up to the calves, making it look very desolate.

Zhao Quan smiled awkwardly when he saw this, and immediately asked the people around him to get incense, then turned around and asked Lou Xinzhou and the others to forgive him.

"Is General Zhao too busy?" Lou Xinzhou didn't agree with her, "I don't even care about my daughter."

"There are hundreds of people in the whole house, and they all have to be alive. The little immortal knows what the situation is now, and he can't care about the dead."

Zhao Quan quickly defended, but Lou Xinzhou knew that this was just a fig leaf that Zhao Quan found casually. She was not a fool. It had only been a month since the monsters in the city had caused chaos, and Zhao Yun'er had been dead for nearly two months. These nobles in the world have the best face. She He didn't bother to expose it, so he just snorted lightly.

"Open the door, General."

Out of respect for the deceased, Shao Yunfan and Lou Xinzhou bowed in front of the mourning hall, and then turned around and asked Zhao Quan to open the door.

"But..." The incense hasn't arrived yet, and the place hasn't been cleaned yet.

"We don't mind it."

Lou Xinzhou stepped forward without looking back, biting the word "dislike" very hard, and Zhao Quan's face instantly burned.

The door made of mahogany was pushed open by her gently, and a gust of cold wind suddenly came out of the house. Shao Yunfan immediately covered the person behind him and raised his hand to block the sudden strong wind.

Suddenly there was a dark wind, and a whimper seemed to suddenly sound in the night. The woman's voice was soft and soft, as if she was sobbing in someone's ear.

"What...what's going on?"

Zhao Quan and all the soldiers and servants were blown back several steps by the wind. Only Lou Xinzhou and the other two stood firm. For a moment, fear spread among everyone, and the howling in front of the general's mansion also followed the wind. Come, I don't know when, they cried louder and desperate.

Seeing that the two people in front of him didn't speak, Zhao Quan boldly stepped forward to check, but he saw that the coffin lying horizontally on the dark hall had lost its lid at some point, and a little girl stood blankly in front of the huge hall, with the moonlight shining through. She looked through the door that had just been pushed open, and half of her face was reflected, as pale as paper.

But it wasn't Zhao Yun'er, but Zhao Ying'er.

"Daddy..."

In the silence, several people heard the voice as thin as cicada wings. They were as stupid as usual, but it was a bit colder.

Zhao Quan was almost knocked off his feet by the shout of "Daddy", and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When he regained consciousness, he jumped up again.

"Where is the third lady! Why did the child come to the mourning hall! Go! Go and call someone for me!"

The soldiers and servants behind him finally regained their consciousness after being yelled at by him. Two young men responded and immediately went to the side courtyard.

"Come here, take her down. What does it look like to be with the dead?"

Zhao Quan then yelled. He kept breathing heavily and was so angry that white gas could even be seen lingering in the air.

"Wait." Shao Yunfan stopped Zhao Quan, grabbed the servant who was about to take Zhao Ying'er away, and asked the ten-year-old child coldly, "Where is the body?"

"Corpse?" Zhao Quan realized later and lay down next to the coffin to take a look, his eyes almost popped out of his head, "Why... why is it gone..."

Zhao Ying'er kept her head lowered. The cold moonlight shone on her body, seeming to take away all the warmth from her body. She remained motionless, not even breathing.

"you guess······"

After a long time, Zhao Ying'er said lightly. She raised her head, a strange arc appeared on her fleshy face, and then she smiled sinisterly.

"She asked you to guess..."

A cold wind blew up, and the hall was too empty, making some strange noises. Zhao Quan was frightened by his third daughter who suddenly changed her appearance and took several steps back. Even the general who had killed the enemy in battle almost fell down.

Shao Yunfan knew that he would get nothing out of his question. A golden light flashed through his eyes, and Zhao Ying'er fell straight down.

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and the sound of "Peng" falling to the ground echoed in the hall. Zhao Ying'er's chest did not rise and fall, as if she had lost her life.

Zhao Quan was stunned for a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Chief Immortal, is she still alive?"

Shao Yunfan shook his head gently.

Lou Xinzhou couldn't bear it. Who would have thought that the rosy-faced little girl he saw in front of the door would turn into a corpse in just an hour? What's more, when Zhao Ying'er used magic, she was surrounded by black energy, and she was very possessed by the devil. A kind of like, but in the end, that kind of like is as fake as a play on occasion, so false that it makes people sigh.

"Ying'er? Ying'er!"

Suddenly a woman's cry came from the door, and then a slightly thin figure rushed up. She was the only one kneeling on the cold ground, and then came the two personal maids who had just arrived.

The little girl lay motionless on the ground. The third lady checked her breathing, then she trembled like chaff, screamed and fainted. Fortunately, she was supported by the maid beside her, so she didn't fall into the cold like her daughter. on the floor.

"..."

Zhao Quan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He just leaned against a pillar on the side. His face was much paler. He was originally a burly general, but now he looked no different from an ordinary person.

"General! General!" But another person stumbled over and knelt down on the steps. He looked very anxious, but there was some joy in his tone, "They are gone, those things at the door, they are gone! "

Zhao Quan was in a daze. He stayed there for a long time and then staggered to the coffin, his eyes almost bulging out. He had also been in front of the door and naturally heard what the funeral ghost was howling.

"Master, are you their 'master'?! The evil one!!!"

Suddenly, a dark wind blew up, as if something was angry. The door of the mourning hall was blown by the wind and made a "dong-dong" sound. The ghost paper floating in the sky floated into the hall, and the ground was suddenly filled with silver.

Upon seeing this, Shao Yunfan turned around and looked at Lou Xinzhou, who understood. The two stood up for a while. The golden and red spiritual lights echoed each other, illuminating the entire hall. A spiritual power shield slowly rose, and those who floated in were The paper burned itself instantly and turned into black ashes.

The door of the main hall was tightly closed, and no wind could get in. A moment later, a scream was heard outside, as if something had been burned by fire, and it ran away in a hurry.

"When will it be your turn to be arrogant?"

It took a long time before Lou Xinzhou whispered.