Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

The sound of chewing nails sounded in the corridor.

It seemed to be biting into people's hearts, but no one noticed.

The owner of that hand couldn't open the thick iron door after several attempts.

She felt that Shen Qing was very strange before, and followed the restless Shen Qing here with a certain emotion.

She hid under the peach tree. Having practiced ghost skills, she easily discovered that there was an evil ghost living in it, with long hair and red clothes.

Perhaps the evil spirit also harmed her father, and she couldn't help but fell into a daze, her dark thoughts tumbling in the dark.

She put her hand on the doorknob and clenched it tightly, her knuckles pale.Two drops of tears fell on the metal, sliding down the arc.

"Don't cry, evil spirits are cruel by nature, and then evil spirits will not know how to be sympathetic to women." An old and stern voice sounded behind her.

Li Yin looked back a little surprised: "Old Xu?"

Old Xu's face was solemn, the ghost gathering array he set up last time did not trap Shen Yan to death, he narrowed his eyes, as if he had noticed something: "It seems that Shen Yan cares about this evil ghost very much."

"How should I say it?" Li Yin wiped his eyes.

In Lao Xu's eyes, this room is different from others, its surface is covered with a layer of faint golden light, radiant.

He subconsciously said: "The prison cage."

"Isn't that my dad's spell?" Li Yin curled his fingers.

He laughed out loud after he finished speaking, but the laughter was very penetrating: "Yes, but he set up the prison cage to hide the beauty in the golden house."

Adding spiritual power to the door can not only strengthen the door, but once a stranger breaks in, the owner of the spiritual power will be notified immediately.

But he had a way, and a little contempt inevitably appeared in Old Xu's eyes.

"Don't forget, Shen Yan, I taught you your ghost skills."

The Achilles' heel of high-level ghost art is that the spiritual power is too pure.

That is to say, they are afraid of impurities and impurity, so the fusion of other ghost techniques will lead to lower purity, and this layer of barrier is fragile like peeling the shell of an egg.

In the room, Ji Miao overturned the table, all the porcelain in the kitchen was smashed to the ground, and the things on the table were swept to the ground. At first glance, it looked like someone had entered the house.

Ji Miao looked at the mess around her, with darkness and disgust in her eyes.

People outside grew up on what they ate, and it is so slow to break a door.But there was a little impatience in Ji Miao's eyes.

But what Jimiao didn't know was that Shen Yan spent a lot of thought on the door.

click-

A subtle cracking sound appeared in Ji Miao's ears, and the extremely hard barrier in Ji Miao's eyes shattered inch by inch.

A little madness appeared in Ji Miao's eyes.

coming.

He uses himself as bait to drag the protagonist into the abyss.

The door was smashed open with violence.

There were a few contemptuous smiles on the face of the evil ghost in the room, and a few touches of bright red smudged at the end of the eyes, just like peach blossoms in front of the court, rustling down, romantic and freehand.

"You are here?"

Like snow on a cedar.

The evil ghost curled his lips into a chuckle, and there was contempt in his smile.

The powerful ghost breath made Lao Xu not dare to step forward easily.

Ji Miao narrowed her eyes slightly, and tapped her bright red lips: "One more step forward, and you will die."

The girl was trembling with fright, and Old Xu comforted him: "He's just the end of the gangster right now. Pay attention, he didn't charge up directly. Either the ghost power is insufficient, or something is imprisoning him."

"Arrangement!"

Ji Miao suppressed a smile.

……

On the other side, Shen Yan happened to be sitting in Shen Qing's car, uneasy, feeling that something happened.

Suddenly, Shen Yan felt disconnected from the spiritual power in his family.

"go back!"

Shen Yan's eyes were reddened by the force, Shen Qing acted as if he didn't hear it, and there was no expression on his deserted face.

"So this is your plan? Tune the tiger away from the mountain?" He calmed down: "Ah no, it's a catch."

Shen Qing was surprised that Shen Yan noticed it so quickly.

"Jimiao will be fine." Shen Qing said.

Shen Yan raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, his face was expressionless, his pupils were deep and dark: "If something happens to Miaomiao, the whole world of ghost art will be buried with him."

Shen Qing's heart skipped a beat, the seriousness and resentment in his tone made him feel that Shen Yan was not joking: "You..."

Shen Yan grabbed the steering wheel with a desperate madness.

The car that was driving steadily on the road was rampaging. Fortunately, there was no one on the road to the hermitage, and the car slid out of the road.

In the chaos, Shen Qing stepped on the brakes, the wheels rubbed deep marks on the grass, and the roots were kicked out of the juice.

Shen Yan opened the car door, stumbled and wanted to go to the side of the road to stop the car.

A sharp edge flashed in Shen Yan's peripheral vision.

He dodged his head sideways, the blade grazed his right arm, sank into the flesh, and tore open a few inches long opening.

Missed.

Shen Qing, who had already lost his best chance, knew that he could no longer hit it with one blow.

Shen Qing simply put away the knife, as if he lost his soul.Looking in another direction: "It's too late."

Shen Yan covered the wound, and came to Shen Qing against the light, Shen Qing was like a doll who had lost his soul.

Like a ferocious beast lurking in the dark, it grabbed Shen Qing's neck, his hands tightened more and more, the blood couldn't flow normally, and Shen Qing's eyes were full of black shadows.

For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death, and Shen Yan really wanted him to die!

He struggled, his nails scratching the hands on his neck.

"Why do you want to get in front of Miaomiao? Why do you want Xiao to think that it's not yours?"

Shen Yan's jealous words were heard in his ears, and it was the first time he showed his straightforward emotions.

Shen Yan is jealous of everything that takes away Miaomiao's gaze.

……

"This evil ghost was defeated by us. All the things of the evil ghost are composed of spirit bodies."

"In other words, he might lose his memory."

……

When Jimiao woke up, the wind outside the window rolled up the curtain and passed through his eyes, and there was a young man sitting on the bay window.

Eyebrows like snow, at first sight he is just like the rime of a snow mountain that has not melted for a thousand years.

Ji Miao met a pair of cold eyes, and after seeing him, those eyes warmed up.

"you are?"

Shen Qing didn't speak to the ghost's doubtful words, he pointed to his own throat, expressing that he couldn't speak.

He is dumb, and the stress response produced by his body has caused him to be unable to speak now.

Shen Qing took out a pen and wrote down his name.

"Shen Qing? Then who am I?"

Ji Miao was puzzled.

Shen Qing seemed to be overwhelmed by the question, and wrote some words steadily with his slender and powerful hands.

Your name is Jimiao, you are my husband, and we have a marriage contract.

"I?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Ji Miao's thick eyes, in exchange for Shen Qing's nod.

Ji Miao chuckled, with a trace of innocence in the color between her brows and eyes: "What evidence do you have?"

Ji Miao tilted her head and nodded her head: "I seem to have some problems here."

Wen Run's fingertips pressed against Ji Miao's temples, and Shen Qing pointed at the words on the notebook with his slender fingers: "Don't think about it if you can't remember it. It's not something important. Ah Miao wants evidence, so I'll just give it to you."

As soon as the lips were warm, the warm breath was revealed on the bright red lips.

A blush crept up on Shen Qing's face.

A certain emotion flashed across Ji Miao's eyes.

Shen Qing wrote down again.

You said we'd be together forever.

Ji Miao met Shen Qing's stubborn eyes.

Curling the corners of her mouth, her beautiful thin lips said, "Okay."

Jimiao has been very obedient these past few days, so obedient that Shen Qing thought it was a dream, he had seen Jimiao's soft side.

Shen Qing stroked the evil ghost's satin-like long hair, was caught by the evil ghost, met the evil ghost's beautiful and ignorant eyes, and felt the wetness of his index finger.Shen Qing's Adam's apple inevitably moved, but he still didn't do it in the end, the cold breath all over his body turned into warm water.

Helpless and conniving: "Good boy."

On the day Shen Qing went out, he repeatedly wrote down how scary the people outside were.He didn't stop until Jimiao was frightened until a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

The door closed, and the ignorance in Miao's eyes was replaced by indifference.

"Little Jiujiu, how long have I been in a coma. 』

【three weeks. 】Xiao Jiujiu didn't understand the host's approach, pretending to have amnesia?

Three weeks can change a lot of things, such as enough for Shen Yan to remember his previous life.

『How much is blackening worth now? 』

【95. 】

And the protagonist is madly taking revenge on the ghost art world, which is similar to the original direction.

Xiao Jiujiu didn't say this.

"You find a time to let him know I'm here. 』Jie Miao lay on the sofa and turned on the TV. He looked down and found that his hands were already somewhat illusory.

The news on the TV is reporting that Shen's has gone bankrupt. The camera zooms in and Shen's villa is being auctioned.

Afterwards, various strange incidents were reported. A certain hotel was severely burned overnight, but the source of the fire could not be found.

A certain restaurant should be a hidden house.

Ji Miao threw away the remote control in boredom. Outside the window, there are lush greenery and trees covering the sky. Looking down from the window, there are lonely graves all around.

Generally speaking, the more cemeteries there are, the thicker the ghost breath will be.

Suitable for raising ghosts.

……

The surroundings were dark, and Shen Yan walked fumblingly.

He was walking on the endless road, with his mouth slightly open, he could vaguely hear: "Miaomiao..."

Then it twisted into hatred, and grinned with an expression that seemed to be crying but not crying.

Shen Yan remembered a lot, whether it was the previous life or the present life, he put himself in an extremely low position.

In his previous life, he was full of joy, put on a wedding dress, and pretended to be Jiao'e.

In exchange for Miaomiao.

"Disgusting... you are so disgusting..."

"Next life? Forever and ever? Idiots talking about dreams!"

……

A piercing and venomous voice rang in Shen Yan's ears.

Stop it, stop it.

Miaomiao, stop talking!

I do not believe!We clearly agreed...to be together forever...

[Ding—the blackening value has been increased by three, now 98. 】

The pale and handsome young man on the bed opened his eyes, the dot in the middle of the eyes enlarged, and the iris shrank suddenly.

He crawled to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and was very haggard.

He doesn't believe it, he wants to find Miaomiao and ask him personally, those are fake!

Shen Yan held down the beating heart.

He took off his clothes, the lines on his chest hadn't disappeared, it just faded a little.

That proves that his Miaomiao is not missing, his pale hands are grabbing the phalanges on his chest, as if he wants to draw strength from them.

He turned the hermitage upside down, but couldn't find Miaomiao.

It's time to find Lao Xu next.

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The next chapter is over, the next world interstellar male, thank you little angels for coming all the way