"Where to go?" Concubine Hui said, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, and only the eyes of the black eyeballs stared at Xi Ting, "The mourning family is still parked in the palace now, and it has not yet entered the ground, how can the mourning family be blind?" ”

"It's the prime minister who doesn't allow my son's request, if you don't let you be buried for a day, then the mourning family will come to you every day."

The woman's voice was cold and complaining, and her body was overflowing with thick black gas.

In the next moment, Concubine Hui, who was originally standing quietly in the courtyard, moved, and in a blink of an eye, that face had already appeared in front of Xi Ting, looking at him.

The black-toothed fangs were closer, more like a sharp jagged, and she let out a hideous roar, the wet cold of the rain mixed with a disgusting rancid smell.

No matter how strong Xi Tinghuan's psychology is, he was also scared at the moment, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

He had no weapons at hand, and his usual sword for self-defense hung at the head of the bed, only a round wooden stool.

Xi Ting had no choice, grabbed the stool and smashed it at Concubine Hui, shouting while smashing her mouth: "Come on, come on." ”

It's a pity that except for the earth-shattering thunder outside the window, no one answered, and no secret guard came in with a sword.

Even the prime minister's wife on the bed did not move, like a living corpse, which had been dead for a long time.

The stool also went straight through the body of Concubine Hui in front of her and fell into the air.

Xi Ting's face was white and blue, and his eyes were full of horror.

Concubine Hui looked at him contemptuously, her body suddenly twisted and wrapped up like a snake, and Senbai's hands were bent into claws.

Lightning swept across the sky, casting a cold glow on the dark nails.

The hand suddenly clasped his neck, and Xi Ting only felt a piercing chill running from his neck to his limbs, and his body gradually stiffened and numb.

The feeling of suffocation came from his throat, Xi Ting's face was red, his eyes were round, and his green tendons jumped up.

Xi Ting struggled to pick at the hand that was holding his neck, trying to free himself, but he didn't catch anything but air.

"Save ...... Help ......" Xi Ting opened his mouth wide, and a hoarse sound came out of his throat, and his eyes began to bloom, flashing dazzling white.

"I ...... I'll ...... tomorrow Just play, too...... Tophie Niangniang...... Put...... Let go of the minister, the minister...... The minister knows his mistake... Finish...... Ho Ho ......"

Xi Ting felt that he was about to die, and suddenly his neck loosened, and he fell to the ground like a rag.

He covered his neck, and after coughing, he gasped for breath, and he looked like he had never been embarrassed.

Concubine Hui's body was bent one hundred and eighty degrees, and in a strange distorted posture, she lowered her head and looked at him: "Remember what you just said, if there is no news tomorrow, the mourning family will definitely want you to look good." ”

If he did it again tomorrow, he wouldn't have to let her toss.

He just wanted to get the ghost away as soon as possible.

Xi Ting trembled, and nodded hurriedly: "Weichen doesn't dare!" ”

"You know each other." Concubine Hui sneered and flicked her sleeves slightly.

Xi Ting only felt a gust of cold wind blowing across his face, and then the figure of the woman in front of him disappeared out of thin air.

The breeze shook the curtains in the house, and the round wooden bench fell to the ground messily, if it weren't for the faint smell of rancid smell floating in the air, Xi Ting would have thought it was a hallucination just now.

He raised his hand with palpitations, stroked his still aching neck, and staggered up from the ground.

Accidentally kicked the table next to him, causing a creaking sound.

This woke up the sleeping Prime Minister's wife, who sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes, and was startled when she saw the dark shadow in the room.

"Old... Master? You don't sleep so late, what are you doing when you get up? ”