I Am In Charge of Myriad Realms Bank

wen family.

Ye Zixin caught Wen Zian.

"Boom!"

After she learned from Wen Zian about the drug administration in the past, she kicked him in the crook of the knee, and Wen Zian immediately knelt on the ground.

"puff!"

Even so, Ye Zixin was not relieved, and directly cut off one of Wen Zian's arms.

"what!"

Wen Zian, who was already injured, almost passed out on the spot!

She kept screaming, but didn't dare to move!

Because, he knew Ye Zixin's temper very well, if he moved, he might die a miserable death!

"Say!"

"How did Brother Mu and Wen Ziliang die?"

Ye Zixin continued to ask, her pretty face was full of anger.

With his back to Ye Zixin, Wen Zian couldn't see Ye Zixin's expression, so he could only tell the truth at this moment: "In order to sow discord, I told Wen Mu that Wen Ziliang broke up you."

"Then, after escaping from the thousand-year-old tomb, Wen Mu suddenly attacked and killed Wen Ziliang!"

"after……"

"Afterwards, I think the opportunity has come, which is to trigger the poison buried on Wen Mu's body in advance, and then..."

"puff!"

The next moment, Ye Zixin slashed out.

Wen Zian's head flew up, and blood gushed out, flying high!

...

underworld.

There is no sunshine here all year round!

Darkness is all the tones here!

Soul power fills the underworld!

Extremely rich and majestic!

Here, all kinds of souls can easily survive, 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 will appear anytime and anywhere!

Death is a very common thing!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

An Zhongguo's family of three returned to the underworld again.

This time, An Zhongguo wants to take back his wife's hand, and he intends to summon his soul!

"Spiritualism!"

They were not familiar with the underworld, and they didn't know where it was safer or more effective to summon souls, so they could only find a place at random.

"Wushuang, you come to protect the law!"

"Protect your mother!"

An Zhongguo placed the dragon-slaying knife on his legs.

The dragon-slaying knife has a deterrent effect on ghosts!

At critical moments, he can still protect his safety!

but……

In the underworld, you still need to rely on An Wushuang!

"it is good!"

An Wushuang's face was tense, she grabbed her mother seriously, and looked around.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, An Zhongguo didn't talk nonsense, sat cross-legged directly, and began to perform the improved version of spiritualism!

Waves of miraculous fluctuations came out!

"Roar!"

"what!"

...

Soon, under the urging of spiritualism, other souls began to float over.

There are more and more ghosts crying and howling around!

Extremely creepy!

The wind is blowing, making people hairy!

but……

"Buzz!"

The dragon-slaying knife on An Zhongguo's knees was humming continuously, exuding a faint dragon power, upright and majestic!

And An Zhongguo himself is a strong man of the first rank of spiritual dignity, full of masculinity!

Some weaker souls, once approached, will fly away!

Not to mention launching an attack!

"tread!"

Soon, a figure floated slowly over.

This is a woman with disheveled hair. She is the only soul who dares to approach the crowd. At this moment, her hair is as black as a waterfall, covering her face and hanging down her waist.

Hands hanging on both sides of the body, swaying casually!

He murmured, "Where's my face?"

"Are you a shameless woman?"

An Wushuang stared at the woman vigilantly, but, being innocent, he couldn't help asking back after hearing what the woman said.

"..."

The woman froze visibly.

Chen Fan couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

This female soul is absolutely choked with anger!

"Where's my face?"

Immediately, the disheveled woman continued to approach while continuing to murmur.

"You shameless woman, let's talk, don't lean over!"

An Wushuang reminded immediately.

Chen Fan: "..."

No matter how I hear this sentence, I feel a little awkward.

"call!"

At this moment, a gust of wind blew.

Immediately, the woman's hair fluttered in the wind, layer after layer being blown up!

Layer after layer!

However……

Where is the face?

Because the woman's hair is too long, An Wushuang's attention was all on the woman's hair, and then he found that the female soul in front of him did not seem to have... a face?

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the disheveled woman suddenly rushed towards An Wushuang!

"Bad aunt!"

"do not come!"

"Whoosh!"

An Wushuang clenched his small fist and hit the woman's head.

Just smash it through!

Then……

"Ok?"

His fists and arms penetrated the woman's head... No! It should be said hair!

only……

"No head?"

"Bad aunt, where's your head?"

An Wushuang asked.

"what!"

"die!"

"Go to hell!"

"You are the aunt!"

"Your whole family are aunts!"

The next moment, the woman was out of breath, and a sharp voice sounded, and her whole body turned into a cloud of Yin Qi, covering An Wushuang!

However, at the next moment, she thought it would be easy to deal with a little boy, but in the end...

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded.

She was completely out of her wits, but An Wushuang was safe and sound, and at the same time muttered: "Bad auntie!"

"Where's your face?"

"very strange."

The next moment, Chen Fan seemed to see this woman who was already out of her wits, and with the last bit of strength, Chen Fan rushed towards An Wushuang again!

pity……

With An Wushuang's powerful ghost cultivation base, even if she doesn't take the initiative to attack, this woman's soul will be scattered just by approaching her!

"tread!"

"tread!"

...

Soon, the wind suddenly picked up.

A red sedan chair slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision, and then...

"what!"

"Uh!"

...

Countless lonely souls and wild ghosts retreated and made fearful sounds.

Look carefully.

Four figures with bowed heads and wearing gray long clothes were carrying the sedan chair. In front of and behind the sedan chair, there were four figures with bowed heads and wearing gray long clothes constantly swaying red paper money.

Large pieces of red paper money are flying in the wind.

It seems that the son of some family is marrying a wife!

only……

Marry a wife of the underworld!

It can be vaguely seen that there is a girl with a good figure and excellent temperament sitting in the sedan chair.

The girl is wearing a red hijab!

"This should be a beautiful woman."

Chen Fan said lightly.

Soon, the sedan chair stopped in front of An Wushuang.

"My lord, madam is here!"

"You need to hold her down!"

The leading figure took a step forward, still bowing his head, his voice was cold and hoarse, making people very uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?"

An Wushuang was taken aback.

He subconsciously looked at his father and mother beside him, he didn't seem to be married, did he?

"You have found the wrong gentleman."

An Wushuang said, "I'm still a child, how can I marry a wife?"