Chapter 11

"Zhang Xue, you haven't come to class for a few days, I heard that you are married, is it true or fake?" A few students next to him also came over and asked curiously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, really, isn't that the ghost Zhang?"

"By the way, is it fun to get married in the church?"

Zhang Xue looked at the classmates and friends who came around, Nunu mouthed, and said, "It's married, but it's not Brother Zhang, it's not fun at all." ”

"Listen to my mother, your husband is quite handsome, and he is a handsome guy!" said one student.

"Oh, don't ask, sooner or later you will get married!" Zhang Xue shouted, stood up and ran out with her bag.

"Wait for me!Cher!" Mo Ziqi chased after him and followed.

Zhang Xue saw that no one was chasing after him except Mo Ziqi, so she stopped and took a breath.

"Running faster than a rabbit. Mo Ziqi hooked her shoulders and said complainingly.

"If you don't run, will you still stay there?" Grandma said that you can't just tell outsiders about him. Zhang Xue explained.

Mo Ziqi said: "Let's go! I'm not an outsider, but, since it was said by the Emperor of God, then I won't ask, it's always okay to go and see!"

The two walked into Zhang's house together, Zhang Xue was a little slow, looking at Mo Ziqi with great interest, and didn't know how to say it.

"Where is your father-in-law?" Mo Ziqi sat in the lobby and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him in days. Zhang Xue said. At the same time, I also felt that there was another strange atmosphere in this house, and I stood up and walked towards the ancestral hall.

"How many days, when did it start?" Mo Ziqi finished drinking tea and followed Zhang Xue to ask.

"The day after we got married, it was close to noon. Zhang Xue said, and Mo Ziqi walked through the courtyard and came to the ancestral hall.

"The second day of marriage? Isn't it just four days? Shouldn't you go to drink flower wine and find a woman?" Mo Ziqi said, hitting Zhang Xue directly on the back.

Zhang Xue stood in front of the ancestral hall, and a person in the ancestral hall was now there, looking at him, trembling.

"Ahh

"It's not... I... The first time I saw him... Ziqi, wait a minute, you have to run faster. Zhang Xue said calmly, suppressing her panic, this cold breath is not a human breath.

Bingzhi turned around, looked at the two little girls at the door, and was a little surprised when he saw the ghost king mark on Zhang Xue's forehead, and looked at Zhang Xue carefully.

"Cher... Wait until you run, I'll do some spells. Also, you have to remember that a man who doesn't come home is not a good man. Mo Ziqi said softly, taking out a small peachwood sword from his schoolbag.

Zhang Xue watched him stare at himself, he was shrouded in a black robe, wearing a masked scarf, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, facing him, he didn't even have the strength to escape, but, in this terrifying atmosphere, maybe he got used to it, maybe he felt that his breath was the same as his. Reaching out and grabbing the peach wood sword that Mo Ziqi took out, he said, "Maybe he's not a bad person." ”

Mo Ziqi looked at the man in front of him who was like a demon, with bloodthirsty eyes, and his whole body was shrouded in a black robe, not a bad person? ”