"Who are you?" Qiao's second mother-in-law said incredulously.

Ye Siming ignored her and walked towards me, Qiao's second mother-in-law was surprised, her slightly narrowed pupils dilated, flashing with coldness, "It's you?" ”

Ye Siming walked in and completely revealed his figure, the last time Qiao's second mother-in-law laid out a ** for me, she was chasing me and met Ye Siming.

It's just that Qiao's second mother-in-law didn't bargain at all, and finally refused to flee after eating a mouthful of ashes, and at this time, Ye Siming suddenly appeared, which also made Qiao's second mother-in-law's old face a little dignified.

Seeing Ye Siming's indifferent momentum, and walking towards me without paying attention to her, Qiao's second mother-in-law pulled her face down, and directly probed the paper knife towards my neck, and pressed it against my throat fiercely.

Second Mother-in-law Qiao smiled viciously, "Boy, are you trying to move a step!?" ”

Ye Siming paused suddenly, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Qiao Er's mother-in-law with constricted eyes, revealing a cold light in his pupils.

"Let her go."

He spat out three words in a cold voice.

As he spoke, Ye Siming reached out and pulled out a paper beauty sitting on a mahogany chair next to him, pinched it on the paper beauty's neck, and stabbed it a little harder.

A touch of coldness flashed in the eyes of Qiao's second mother-in-law, and she was about to press the paper knife slightly, but she was fast, Ye Siming was faster, and the moment the paper beauty fell to the ground, it was like a flash.

Not far in front of me, I reached out and grabbed Qiao Er's mother-in-law.

The old fox of Second Sister-in-law Qiao is not simple, and she felt a strong crisis almost instantly, and her face changed and she retreated directly.

Ye Siming did not pursue.

With a wave of my right hand, the hemp rope that hung from my waist broke, and I fell vertically from above, and as I fell, I looked up and saw a face on the beam, white and red-eyed, smiling at me gloomily, and almost at the same time as I fell, he also pounced.

I've seen this face, this is the ghost baby born by a pregnant woman yesterday.

After hesitating for a moment, the little ghost's face quickly enlarged and came towards me.

I couldn't help but shout, and in the process of falling, the baby fell into the oil pot, and his body suddenly became bloody and skinless.

The eyeballs were bloodshot and dripping like snot, and I was halfway through it, and quickly shut my mouth.

As soon as I fell, I felt a pair of slender and cold hands wrap around my waist, and he actually hugged me steadily.

And his hands were very quick to cover my chest with the torn clothes hanging on my body for me.

"Remember, there are places that only I can see!"

As he spoke, he put me down, and I grabbed my tattered clothes with my hands to cover my shame, when something suddenly occurred to me, and when I looked up, I saw a small, enlarged bloody face.

The fleshy little face sneered, and a row of sharp teeth swooped at me.

I instinctively backed away in fright, but then a terrible sound echoed in my ears, and the imp's eyes widened, and then he let out a cry like a baby.

It exploded with a bang.

Scraps of flesh and stumps exploded all over the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and the end was particularly miserable.

However, when Ye Siming was dealing with this ghost baby, the old witch took advantage of the opportunity and didn't know what to do.

The paper beauty who fell to the ground and the paper figure that had been crushed by her earlier writhed violently several times.

"Be careful." My face changed, and I hurriedly reminded Ye Siming.