My Wife Has Been Blackened

"Saint, this is your new maid. She will follow you when you eat, sleep and sacrifice. Yinyin's mission has been completed, and I have sent her out of the temple." A few strands of white hair faintly appeared, and I was secretly startled.

"Give her some gold and silver, and treat her well. She is one of the luckiest people I have met. Remember to check her fiancé. If you dare to divorce her, then..." The saint looked at Zhou Yanci , na na said.

The middle-aged woman nodded: "Yes, it is a great service for Yinyin to serve the saint."

Yin Yin entered the hall last year, she was just seventeen years old, she was about to get married, but she postponed it to enter the hall of saints. That is also a person with great luck. If it weren't for her and Mr. Yun, the saint would have died now.

Master Yun spent thirty years of luck in exchange for a few years of life for the saint, and Yinyin also changed from a young girl to a gray-haired old woman.

If her fiancé dares to dislike her! !

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes hard, then raised her head and returned to normal.

After the middle-aged woman came out of the palace gate, the saint swallowed her saliva. Looking at Zhou Yanci, she always felt that the hairs on her body were standing up, as if she was extremely dangerous.

"Sister, have we met somewhere?" The saint stood far away from her, stepping her feet suspiciously. Ready to escape at any time.

The little girl in front of her was no different, but she just had an intuition, an intuition to survive, telling her that she was in danger, a huge danger!

The kind that won't even leave ashes if you're not careful.

"I am a little blue dragon, little blue dragon... I have a little secret, a little secret..." The saint sang solemnly, looking at Zhou Yanci, with a straight face.

Seeing that Zhou Yan's words were indifferent, he paused again.

Those Divine Comedies suddenly came to my mind, and I would sing them as I read them, and I would recite them after I listened to them.

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky are like a big dipper..." Suddenly, the saint was holding up a microphone with one hand, opening her other hand, and stomping her feet vigorously.

The sudden singing startled Zhou Yanci.

Suppressing the *** who wanted to sing along under his throat, looking up at the saint was like looking at this evil pen.

The maids outside were so frightened that they all ran in. As soon as they came in, they saw that their saint was ill.

The saint was a little embarrassed, and stared at Zhou Yanci, thinking that this guy was a fellow. Forget it, I must be too afraid of her because I have a guilty conscience.

"Cough, that's all, you mortals don't understand my heart. I'm a saint, it's so cold at a high place, and I'm as lonely as snow." That pretense made everyone's hands itch.

"You just follow me every day. You still have a fetus in your belly. Don't come when you are going to give birth." The saint glanced at her stomach, but she understood how she was taken away by her side. Such results.

If one's luck is taken away, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren will not have any prosperity. It will take three generations to return to normal.

If it is a pregnant person, I am afraid that whether the child can be born is a problem.

Zhou Yanci glanced at her, a little bit less murderous.

The saint touched the back of her head and felt that her head was saved. It was a strange feeling... There was still a period of time before the deadline, so why did she look like she was in danger at any time.

"Your husband's family agrees that you come here to serve?" The saint took her to her bedroom. Walking in the palace with a pair of bare jade feet, she looks like a little fairy.

He didn't notice the gloomy eyes of sister Yan behind him.

"If you know it, you will definitely disagree, but my husband-in-law is favored by others, and he insists on staying as a door-to-door son-in-law. I came to find her." Zhou Yanci said softly, stroking his stomach, and you said how did you die? okay?

The saint shook her head, curled her lips, and touched her face: "Fortunately, a beautiful person like me will not be betrayed. If anyone dares to snatch my man, I will definitely peel her skin and drink her blood , ate her meat. My men dare to snatch her, are you tired of living? Oh, I have to strip her clean and throw her into the pile of men, so that she will not dare to be a woman in the next life~" the saint twisted Face, thought to herself, she has to draw the luck of ten generations of her grandparents!

Zhou Yanci looked at her back silently, um, it's doable.

"Hey, you little girls are soft-hearted and helpless. I'll teach you. When you get your husband back, hang up that shameless bitch and beat her up. The whole city will know about the beating, and you'll even beat her on the face. Burning hot iron two words. Coquettish, bitch! Let's see who dares to covet your husband..." The saint walked ahead, teaching Zhou Yan Ci in a serious manner.

"Oh, you aboriginal women. I don't understand." She also sighed with a helpless look on her face.

After arriving at the bedroom, the white gauze on her body has also faded, and there is a bit of warmth in the bedroom. Zhou Yanci took a closer look, and saw that there were two maidservants standing in the four corners of the palace, full of vitality, all floating on the pilgrims.

In this room, the temperature is also a little higher.

Zhou Yanci's heart was slightly cold, it turned out that the Great Master said that he had found a way to continue his life, and that was it. It's enough to pay the price for thirty years, and the vitality must be continuously imported to resist consumption.

"You don't do anything, let someone move you, and lie not far from me. Forget it, you can stay farther away." The saint rubbed her head and took a look at her stomach.

Sin, sin, if the child cannot be born because of this, wouldn't it be a great sin?

The saint didn't know at all, because her momentary soft-heartedness saved her from death.

When everyone was not paying attention, Zhou Yanci's stomach moved slightly, and quickly intercepted the vitality in the air. Not long after, my stomach began to groan.

Zhou Yanci was stunned: "This is, have you eaten too much?" He was hiccupping...

Zhou Yanci couldn't laugh or cry, feeling the hiccup-like fetal movement.

The saintess lying on the soft couch over there suddenly had clear eyes clouded, and then rubbed her eyes. It seemed that he was not sober, groggy and wanted to sleep.

"It's strange, why is it top-heavy, as if it's too indulgent? I don't have any strength in my body." The saint covered her head, as if her soul was about to be pulled out of this body, as if someone was constantly pulling and whipping her. Like tearing at her body.

late at night.

She has always been the goddess of Lan Zhaoguo, she has always given people faith and created miracles, this is the first time she has dreamed.

"Let you be three, let you be cheap, let you be my stepmother, let you not learn well. Let you not learn well! Let you bully my mother, you kill a thousand knives, dare to touch my mother, wait for me to come out and kill her you!"

"Hit her, hit him, take it out, take out the soul! It hurts even more after the beating, and there is no trace left!" There was also a little fat man sitting on the ground, directing. Those snow-white arms and legs, like lotus roots, are very cute.

Unhealthy, the most terrifying thing is the little fat man.

I'm going to ask for a leave of absence for the third watch today, I'm so sleepy... um...