Zhou Hao didn't seem to want to strangle Ye Mu ginseng.

His wrinkled hands rubbed back and forth at the Adam's apple, as if searching for something.

Ye Mu ginseng was so abrasional by the sticky touch that she wanted to vomit.

He guessed that Zhou Hao had probably lost his mind at this moment, so he asked Yuwen Jingxuan for help,

"Lord Yuwen......" Ye Mushen's voice still maintained his usual steadyness, but his breath was very unsmooth, "Trouble pass on Mr. Zhou Ruizhou, Master Taifu has an accident......

Yuwen Jingxuan hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's accident yet, and he was stunned for a moment before he got up in a panic.

As soon as the door of the study opened, Zhou Hao let out a miserable laugh, "Die!" Ling Shang, Ye Mu Shen - go to death! Hahaha! ”

What a hell of a thing.

Ye Mu said in his heart, if Zhou Hao still cursed Ling Shang like this, he was afraid that he would cut off this hypocritical father-son relationship with him.

The manager has not yet arrived, and Ye Mushen can't break free from Zhou Hao's shackles.

He regretted it faintly - he had been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, but he had not learned the slightest kung fu.

Suddenly, the corner of Ye Mushen's eyes caught a glimpse of Zhou Hao's wrist.

A disgusting black worm was crawling out of Zhou Hao's sleeve in an outrageous form, and it was about to reach his hand.

Even though Ye Mu Shen had seen Ling Shang tinkering with insects and snakes many times, he still had no immunity to this ugly and obscene creature.

His eyes widened in horror, and he didn't dare to breathe, "Father-in-law, we have something to say...... You let go of me first......"

It's a pity that the Tsundere Hall Master is isolated at the moment, and can only wait for Yuwen Jingxuan to move the rescuers.

The black worm crawled down Zhou Hao's hand to Ye Mu Shen's neck.

The neck is slightly cold, and the joints are fragile and soft to the touch.

The stomach of the night ginseng turned over the river and the sea, and the wine drunk this night was about to turn into sour water and spit it out.

Zhou Hao's cuffs drilled out a slightly smaller, equally ugly black worm.

In the blink of an eye, nearly ten black insects surrounded the neck of Yemushen......

Zhou Hao's weird smile made people can't help but be stunned.

"Die! Die! Hahaha! Zhou Hao only repeated these words persistently.

Ye Mushen thought desperately that his slender gooseneck, which was unparalleled in the world, had been eaten by such an ugly creature......

He didn't want to live anymore.

As soon as Zhou Hao's words fell, several black insects took a bite on Ye Mushen's neck together.

Each bite is more stinging than a bee's stinger.

Ye Mushen was so painful that his forehead was sweating, and his mouth was unconsciously grinning.

Those black worms greedily sucked the blood of the tsundere hall master.

Ye Mushen thought to himself, this was probably the first step of Zhong Gu.

When these poisonous insects have sucked their own blood, they will burrow into their bodies through the small wounds.

And after that...... Ye Mu Shen will also become a madman, and finally vividly feel the pain of the heart being gnawed and hollowed out and die.

If he was lucky enough, he might be able to let Ling Shang save him......

Zhou Hao let out a frightened and painful wail.

The pain in the neck of the night ginseng gradually faded - there was no expectation of the feeling of poisoning insects burrowing in.

The Tsundere Hall Master mustered up the courage to bow his head, ready to pollute the eyes of his beloved good things again.

Who knows, he just lowered his head slightly, and the black worms in his neck fell to the ground one after another.

Ye Mu watched as the black worms twisted violently, leaving dirty marks on the ground.

In a moment, the thin and soft shells of these black insects fell off.

They struggled and writhed a few times before they died one after the other, and then turned into a puddle of dark green pus that people couldn't bear to look at.

Zhou Hao sat back on the gold-carved wooden chair as if he had lost his spiritual support, muttering something in his mouth.

Ye Mushen rubbed his neck with his hand, stunned by his bloodstains.

When Yuwen Jingxuan and Zhou Rui's housekeeper finally appeared at the door, they saw such a nightmarish scene-

Hanging colors around the neck of the ginseng at night, lost his soul; And Zhou Hao is like a decaying stone statue, with a creepy low whine in his throat.