Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

"Don't you lift your beloved little jade girl up?"

Ninth Uncle said lightly.

As he spoke, he had already clenched a magic sword made of copper coins in his hand.

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he looked towards Dong Xiaoyu in a daze.

"Hmm."

Answered, without hesitation, he wanted to step forward and help.

"Don't come here!"

Dong Xiaoyu covered his face with his wide sleeves and shouted.

"Well, I just want to help the girl."

"I..."

With the master beside him, Qiu Sheng pretended to be a decent gentleman.

I don't know that the previous performance of impatience and humiliation was all seen by Ninth Uncle.

"Let's go!"

"We won't meet again in the future!"

Dong Xiaoyu said sadly.

"Go?"

"You're right, you're leaving."

"However, it is not us who go first, but you!"

"People die like lights out, what is "483" still nostalgic for this world? "

"Absorb the essence of man and increase sin. I will take this evil barrier of yours for the Heavenly Walking Road!" "

Ninth Uncle said coldly.

He bit the middle finger of his right hand and smeared blood on the seven-star copper money sword in his hand.

Sharp golden blades rushed towards them in an instant.

Before the Ninth Uncle could attack, Dong Xiaoyu had already shrunk into the corner with a scream under this light.

"Master!"

Qiu Sheng hesitated for a moment and resolutely stood in front of Ninth Uncle.

He opened his hands and blocked most of the light released from the Seven-Star Copper Money Sword.

"Master!"

Qiu Sheng called out again mournfully.

"You get out of the way!"

"People and ghosts have different paths, and her stay in the world only increases her sins."

"Let me give her a ride, it's the right choice."

Ninth Uncle's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said positively.

"But..."

"But the disciple really likes her!"

Qiu Sheng thought about it and boldly said what he really thought in his heart.

"Chaotic, you are human, she is a ghost, get together, there will be no good ending."

"And, what do you like about her?"

"Like her beauty?"

"Then you... Have you seen her true appearance again? "

Ninth Uncle shouted sharply, wanting to sober up his disciple.

"I..."

Qiu Sheng was stunned.

He didn't know how to say it.

Love at first sight, love is just appearance.

He had mixed thoughts.

After knowing that Xiaoyu was a ghost, his thoughts became very chaotic.

What I have always believed before, or is it true?

That beautiful night will not be just your own fantasy?

Ghosts are fascinating, and creating illusions couldn't be easier.

Qiu Sheng hesitated.

But he still insisted on blocking in front of Ninth Uncle.

The master and apprentice froze.

"Alas..."

A light sigh came from behind Qiu Sheng.

"Sir once said that the future life is all in my thoughts."

"I fell into the wilderness, I have a grudge in my heart, and I do not enter samsara."

"You gave me a fragrance at the grave, and my heart is full of gratitude."

"I wanted to suck up your essence and live with you from now on."

"Mu Ran remembered what Mr. Yu said in front of the grave, so let you leave, and now he is feeding back his essence to you."

"Origin, Origin, Origin, You and My Origin, Today... That's it. "

Dong Xiaoyu whispered softly, and flicked his hands forward.

A yin wind blew through, blowing Qiu Sheng, who was blocking him, to the side.

Without Qiu Sheng's resistance, Dong Xiaoyu faced the golden light emitted by the seven-star copper money sword.

In an instant, bursts of black yin qi escaped from her body.

She clenched her silver teeth and quietly waited for her impending fate.

As the yin qi dissipated, Dong Xiaoyu's soul became more and more transparent.

She was defenseless, and she didn't want to.

Ninth Uncle sighed softly, and was about to raise the seven-star copper money sword to send her a relief.

Airplanes!

The golden light flashed and flew straight towards Dong Xiaoyu's spiritual platform.

Dong Xiaoyu closed her eyes, and teardrops slipped down her cheeks.

"If you can still love after death, it can be regarded as a wasted life..."

"Goodbye..."

Dong Xiaoyu said goodbye silently in his heart.

"No!!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ???

Qiu Sheng fell to the side.

Unable to do anything about the scene in front of him.

He shouted hoarsely, and he didn't have time to step forward to block the seven-star copper money sword.

Seeing that, the seven-star copper money sword was about to enter Dong Xiaoyu's eyebrows.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of her!

Dressed in black, he holds a book full of quaint and strange atmosphere.

The person reached out and flicked it gently.

Bang!

The seven-star copper money sword flew out upside down and was inserted on the stone pillar on the side.

"Sir!"

After not seeing the seven-star copper money sword attack for a long time, Dong Xiaoyu opened his eyes.

She was pleasantly surprised to find that the gentleman who appeared at the grave was right in front of her.

"Your life should not be like this."

"Come with me."

Luo Yuan said lightly.

"Good!"

Dong Xiaoyu immediately answered happily.........

If you can exist well in this world, why do you have to choose the fate of the soul that is scattered.

I was happy to die just now, but there was no hope of continuing to live at that time.

Now, following this gentleman may also be a good choice.

"Go back."

"Perhaps, it's still time."

Luo Yuan looked at Ninth Uncle again and said softly.

Saying that, Luo Yuan slowly walked outside.

Dong Xiaoyu followed behind him respectfully.

The figures of the two soon disappeared into the night.

Ninth Uncle looked at the sky in the southeast direction, and a sense of foreboding suddenly emerged in his heart.

He made up for it with astrological signs.

Great murderer!

Coming to this result, Ninth Uncle's face instantly became solemn.

He picked up Qiu Sheng and hurried towards Yizhuang. -

Dong Xiaoyu walked behind Luo Yuan for a long time.

The direction of progress inexplicably gave her a familiar feeling.

But no matter how she thought, she couldn't remember if she had been here.

Unable to suppress the curiosity in her heart, she finally asked: "Sir, where are we going?" "

"Go to the place to help you untie your grievances."

Luo Yuan said lightly.

"Where is that place?"

Dong Xiaoyu asked alive.

"When you arrive, you'll understand."

Luo Yuan did not explain and continued to walk quietly.

With every step he took, he would step ten meters away.

So, Dong Xiaoyu is a ghost, and the speed of floating is also very fast.

After crossing a long distance, I came to a small town.

Looking at the vaguely familiar city gate, Dong Xiaoyu trembled slightly, and his mind seemed to recall some bad memories.

Luo Yuan took her to the door of a wealthy family in town.

"Go, go and settle your grudges."

Luo Yuan said softly.

He stretched out his hand, and a golden light that vaguely shrouded the courtyard in front of him disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you sir!"

After Dong Xiaoyu thanked him, his figure disappeared into the courtyard in front of him. Soon, a scream of despair rang out in the compound.

Immediately afterwards, another equally desperate scream sounded on the other side of the compound.

Then, Dong Xiaoyu floated back to Luo Yuan's side.

"Don't you kill them all?"

Luo Yuan asked lightly.

"No thanks."

"Killing both of them, that's enough."

Dong Xiaoyu shook his head.

"Thank you, sir."

Thanks again.

This time, she said it with a smile.

The smile is full of relief.