Wen family.
Ye Zixin caught Wen Zian.
"Bang!"
After she learned from Wen Zian about the drugging in the past, she kicked him directly in the crook of the knee, causing Wen Zian to kneel on the ground.
"puff!"
Even so, Ye Zixin was not relieved and directly cut off one of Wen Zian's arms.
"ah!"
Wen Zian, who was already injured, almost fainted on the spot!
He kept screaming, but he didn't dare to move!
Because he knew Ye Zixin's temper very well, and if he made any move, he would probably die miserably!
"explain!"
"How did Brother Mu and Wen Ziliang die?"
Ye Zixin asked next, her pretty face full of anger.
Wen Zian, who had his back turned to Ye Zixin, couldn't see Ye Zixin's expression. At this time, he could only tell the truth: "In order to sow discord, I told Wen Mu about Wen Ziliang's breakup of you."
"Then, after escaping from the thousand-year-old tomb, Wen Mu suddenly took action and killed Wen Ziliang!"
"after……"
"After that, I saw the opportunity came, which was to trigger the poison that had been buried in Wen Mu's body in advance, and then..."
"puff!"
The next moment, Ye Zixin slashed out with one knife.
Wen Zian's head flew up and blood spurted out, very high!
…
Hades.
There is no sunshine all year round here!
Darkness is all the tone here!
Soul power fills the underworld!
Extremely rich and majestic!
Here, various souls can survive easily, and the speed of soul cultivation will be greatly increased.
certainly……
Here, the risk factor is extremely high!
Lonely ghosts can be seen everywhere, and danger can appear anytime and anywhere!
Death is a common thing!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
An Zhongguo's family of three returned to the underworld again.
This time, An Zhongguo wants his wife's hand back, and he plans to summon the spirit!
"Spiritualism!"
They were not familiar with the underworld, and they didn't know where it would be safer or more effective to summon souls, so they could only find a place at random.
"Wushuang, come and protect me!"
"Protect your mother!"
An Zhongguo placed the dragon-slaying knife on his legs.
The dragon-slaying knife has a certain deterrent effect on ghosts!
At the critical moment, we can still protect his safety!
but……
In the underworld, you still need to rely on An Wushuang!
"good!"
An Wushuang's face tightened, she grabbed her mother seriously and looked around.
"Buzz!"
Immediately, An Zhongguo didn't waste any time, sat cross-legged and began to perform an improved version of spiritualism!
Waves of mysterious fluctuations came out!
"Roar!"
"ah!"
…
Soon, under the influence of spiritualism, other souls began to float in.
There are more and more ghosts crying and howling around!
Extremely scary!
The gloomy wind gusts, making people hairy!
but……
"Buzz!"
The dragon-slaying knife above An Zhongguo's knees was buzzing continuously at this time, exuding a faint dragon's power, upright and powerful!
And An Zhongguo himself is a strong man in the first-grade spiritual realm, with plenty of masculinity!
Some weaker souls will fly away once they get close!
Not to mention launching an attack!
"tread!"
Soon, a figure slowly floated over.
This is a woman with disheveled hair. She is the only soul who dares to get close to everyone. At this time, her hair is as black as a waterfall, covering her face and hanging down on her waist.
His hands were hanging on both sides of his body, dangling casually!
He murmured: "Where is my face?"
"Are you a shameless woman?"
An Wushuang stared at the woman warily, but as a simple man, he couldn't help but ask a question after hearing what the woman said.
"..."
The woman visibly hesitated.
Chen Fan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This female soul is absolutely pissed off!
"Where's my face?"
Immediately, the disheveled woman continued to approach and continued to murmur.
"You shameless woman, just keep talking and don't come closer!"
An Wushuang reminded him immediately.
Chen Fan: "..."
No matter how I hear this sentence, I feel a little awkward.
"call!"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew.
Suddenly, the woman's hair was flying in the wind, layer after layer being blown up!
Layer after layer!
However……
Where is the face?
Because the woman's hair was too long, An Wushuang's attention was all on the woman's hair, and then he discovered that the female soul in front of him seemed to have no... face?
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, this disheveled woman suddenly pounced on An Wushuang!
"Bad aunt!"
"do not come!"
"Whoosh!"
An Wushuang clenched his fist and hit the woman's head.
Smash it right through!
Then……
"Um?"
His fists and arms penetrated the woman's head... No! I should say hair!
only……
"Headless?"
"Bad aunt, where's your head?"
An Wushuang asked.
"ah!"
"die!"
"Go to hell!"
"You are the aunt!"
"Your whole family is aunty!"
The next moment, the woman was furious, a sharp voice sounded, and her whole body turned into a yin energy, covering An Wushuang!
However, the next moment, she thought it would be easy to deal with a little boy, but...
"ah!"
A shrill scream sounded.
She was completely shaken out of her mind, but An Wushuang was unharmed, and at the same time she muttered: "Bad aunt!"
"Where's your face?"
"very strange."
The next moment, Chen Fan seemed to see the woman who was already in a state of shock, using up her last bit of strength to pounce on An Wushuang again!
pity……
An Wushuang's powerful Yin Soul cultivation level, even if she doesn't take the initiative to attack, this woman's soul will be scattered just by getting close!
"tread!"
"tread!"
…
Soon, there was a dark wind.
A red sedan slowly appeared in everyone's sight, and then...
"ah!"
"Well!"
…
Countless lonely ghosts retreated and made fearful sounds.
Look closely.
Four figures with their heads lowered and dressed in gray robes were carrying the sedan chair. Behind and behind the sedan, there were four figures with their heads lowered and clad in gray robes, constantly waving red paper money.
Large pieces of red paper money were flying in the cold wind.
It seems like a young master from some family is getting a wife!
only……
Marry a wife from the underworld!
It can be vaguely seen that a girl with a good figure and excellent temperament is sitting in the sedan chair.
The girl is wearing a red hijab!
"This should be a beautiful woman."
Chen Fan said calmly.
Soon, the sedan chair stopped in front of An Wushuang.
"Sir, the lady is here!"
"I need you to take her down!"
The leading figure took a step forward, still lowering his head, and his voice was cold and hoarse, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"What do you mean?"
An Wushuang was stunned.
He subconsciously looked at his father and mother beside him. He didn't seem to be married, right?
"You have found the wrong husband."
An Wushuang said: "I am still a child, how can I get a wife?"
