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"The shrunken turtle is finally willing to come out, did you ever think of such a day when you hurt me?" the old woman looked up and laughed, and tears of laughter came out.

"Answer me, is she really my daughter?" Wang Que pointed to the female ghost and continued to question the old woman.

"yes, it's not surprising that you killed her mother, and you died at her hands, isn't it? The last two words she said were a little restrictive, and her eyes were gentle, as if she had fallen into a good memory.

"What have you done to my daughter?" But Wang Que didn't care about the witch, his mind was all on his hard-working daughter.

His poor daughter was harmed by that crazy witch like this, and she looked like no one or a ghost.

"What have you done? I just fed her little by little the resentment I extracted from the mass grave Yizhuang and other places, otherwise she wouldn't know what year and month she would have the ability to kill you. She now looks like a human and not a human, like a ghost and not a ghost, this is the repayment of the father's debt and daughter's debt, the cause and effect are true, and the retribution is not happy!"

"Look at it now, she is so powerful that she can even hurt the Taoist priest of Taiqing Mountain. She still listens to me like that, like a dog, I let her kill you, and she won't hesitate. She looked at Wang Que with a painful face and laughed heartily.

"Don't you wonder why for so long, we are all just killing other people in the mansion, and only you are not moving? I just want you to feel more in fear, do you look at her and remember if it is the petite Li family cheap woman who came to ask for her life?"

"Just killing you can't vent the hatred in my heart at all!"

Wang Que seemed to want to get close to his daughter, stretched out his hand to the female ghost, and only took one step, and the female ghost looked hideous and wanted to pounce.

The Taoist priest hurriedly turned around and blocked the female ghost with his sword, and he stopped Wang Que's action: "Leave quickly." ”

Wang Que looked at his daughter decadently, and finally collapsed to the ground, clutching his hair in pain.

"My wife, it's me who is sorry for you, it's all my fault in the first place. "His hairpin fell to the ground and shattered, and his hair was messy like that of a madman.

He got up again, staggered forward, and seemed to ignore the Taoist priest's warning, wanting to get closer to his daughter, shouting, "Daughter, I am your father." ”

The little zombie turned her face away and didn't want to see the master of the Wang family again, she originally listened to the old woman's words, and she was very disgusted with the witch and Wang Que in the story. She felt that it was wrong for the witch to harm others for her own happiness, but Wang Que was even more hateful, and he was the culprit in the story. But when she saw the old man of the Wang family reaching out to her daughter with pain and hope just now, she felt that the old man of the Wang family might not be so bad.

When she was in the mortal world, she heard people often say, "The poor must have something to hate." But now she felt that there must be pity for those who were hateful.

"Tsk, how stupid mortals are, swayed by these ethereal feelings. Old man over there, you can see clearly, your daughter has no soul at all, she is purely a puppet-like thing that combines resentment and human body, not to mention recognizing you as a father because of your words. Zhuang Feng hugged his arms and said in a cold and determined voice.

Bi Yuewu looked sideways at the earthworm spirit beside her, and his appearance of hanging high and unconcerned made her a little reminded her of her former colleagues in the fairy world.

All living beings feel that the gods are good, the fairy wind and bones, the bones are clear, the spirit is free, and so on.

But she didn't miss the time when she was a fairy in the past, most of those immortals looked like they were high, watching others suffer and be indifferent. In addition to Immortal Venerable, if it weren't for Immortal Venerable, she didn't know how painful she would have been in the Immortal Realm during her years.

She suddenly saw a hint of surprise flash in the earthworm spirit's eyes, and she followed the earthworm spirit's line of sight.

Sure enough, the earthworm spirit is a little goblin who is very powerful and worthy of worship, but in fact, it is not reliable at all.

The female ghost stopped attacking, and she seemed to look at Wang Que with some hesitation and curiosity.

There is still so much black qi on her body, but it doesn't feel so □□, and she even imitates Wang Que like a child, stretching out her hand.

The two hands were put together, one was a slightly thicker hand with deep years on the skin on the back of the hand, and the other was a thin hand with an ominous black gas still wrapped around the skin.

Wang Que's tears dripped down all of a sudden, and he made a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, holding his daughter in his arms.

The woman who was originally ferocious like a ghost was also obediently allowed Wang Que to hold herself, and even the black qi on her body consciously avoided Wang Que.

"Earthworm spirits, the connection between mortal bloodlines is still very deep. Bi Yuewu looked at the scene in front of him and muttered to Zhuang Feng.

"Who are you talking to?" the earthworm asked, squinting at her.

Bi Yuewu suddenly came to her senses, what did she just say?

Oops, although the earthworm is also known as the earth dragon, it has no blood relationship with the dragon, and it is not glorious to have this body, and it may even be laughed at by other monsters. Zhuang Feng must not want her to tell his true identity in front of so many people, he will definitely feel ashamed, will he kill her in anger?

She jumped back, waved her hand and said anxiously: "I didn't say anything, I said to myself, leave me alone, really." ”

Zhuang Feng glanced at her, and didn't care anymore, he was used to his little mount talking and doing things, and he looked like he would eat her. Even if he could eat, he wouldn't gnaw on a zombie, and he wasn't one of the few monsters who liked rot.

The old woman was so angry that when she saw the father and daughter recognizing each other, she trembled and struck the bamboo cane on the ground three or four times, and finally threw it on the ground, using her magic power to shake the bell and control her disobedient puppet.

Her magic power had not yet been fully applied to her hands, and her heart ached, and she looked down in disbelief to see a snow-white glowing sword in her chest.

The sword's owner allowed her blood to run down the blade to the hilt, and flicked the sword out of the air as it was about to drip into his hand.

Her blood made a beautiful trajectory in the air, and her body seemed to lose its strength, and she fell straight to the ground.

In the short moment of falling, she remembered a lot, she remembered that when she saw Wang Que when she was young, she was shocked and fell in love at first sight.

Her sorcery can only be applied to people who have no sweetheart, so she has no magic to make people fall in love with her, but it is useless.

She finally came up with a way, she told Wang Que that she didn't mind sharing a husband with the daughter of the Li family. At first, Wang Que disagreed, but in the end, under her step-by-step guidance, he still agreed to her method. Their time in the mountains was her happiest day.

But all dreams and good things will be shattered.

Later, she was injured and took the enemy's child with her, and she was afraid of the pursuit of the Wang family, so she could only hide in the mass grave in the suburbs where no one wanted to come.

She used the ancestral forbidden technique to inject corpse qi into the baby's body, and raised the baby to become her own ghost, and she wanted to use this enemy's daughter to avenge herself.

She had been wandering around the mass graves in many small places with the ghosts for so many years, and she was even worse off than a dog, because of witchcraft and embarrassment, her smooth skin had aged so rapidly that she now even looked like an old man in her sixties and seventies.

How miserable and unhappy she has been in this life. She is so unwilling, she has not yet taken revenge.

When she hit her head heavily on the ground, she used the last bit of strength in her body to send the magic power in her hand to the bell and shake it.

The "jingle bell" sounded, although the sound was small, but everyone present heard it.