Ye Qiuyang took a sip of wine, hesitated for a moment, and agreed,

"Alright, I'll leave this matter to me!"

The reason why he agreed to Wu Mian was not because of the yin virtue of the rare underworld, but because last time Murong Qingxue was poisoned, it was Wu Mian who helped detoxify it.

Ye Qiuyang, the person he doesn't like the most is to owe others something, especially favors.

When Wu Mian saw Ye Qiuyang agree, he immediately smiled,

"Brother Ye, you are really a noble person of a little god!"

Ye Qiuyang ate the food, "In the future, remember to invite me to drink more of this Huangquan wine." ”

"Definitely, definitely!"

Wu Mian toasted, "The little god does it first as a respect!" ”

After three rounds of drinking, Wu Chenghuang put down his wine glass and took out a palm-sized bronze medal from his arms, which was engraved with the words "Chenghuang Order".

He said,

"Brother Ye, this is the token of the little god, if you hold this token, you can call on all the yin people and ghosts under me."

"I hope you can take it."

Ye Qiuyang was not polite, accepted the token and put it in his arms, and then continued to bury his head in eating.

After eating and drinking, Ye Qiuyang left the Chenghuang Yin Mansion and returned to the villa with satisfaction.

The bedroom was pitch black, without any light, and it seemed that Murong Qingxue should have slept.

Ye Qiuyang smiled evilly, gently pushed open the door, and tiptoed into the bedroom.

I saw Murong Qingxue wearing a nightgown, sleeping sideways on the bed.

The moonlight outside the window shone in obliquely, and it happened to sprinkle on Murong Qingxue's slender and smooth white legs, making people drool.

"It's not illegal to sneak your future wife twice, right?"

Ye Qiuyang smiled and came to the bedside.

Although they have been with Murong Qingxue for a while, they have not held hands once in a serious manner until now.

Ye Qiuyang looked at the beautiful figure on the bed and decided to get over the addiction.

Thinking so, he was going to massage Qingxue's big white legs.

Seeing that his hand was about to be put up, a cold voice came from his ear,

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qiuyang turned his head, only to see that Murong Qingxue had woken up at some point, and was glaring at him with those solemn eyes.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, coughed awkwardly twice, and then explained,

"Qingxue, look at why you are so careless when you sleep, your legs are exposed, and you are not afraid of catching a cold!"

"Come, I'll help you cover the quilt."

Only then did Murong Qingxue notice that the scenery of her two beautiful legs was unobstructed by Ye Qiuyang.

She tugged down at her dressing gown, "Are you okay?" It's okay to go back to your room and sleep! ”

Ye Qiuyang sat on the edge of the bed,

"Qingxue, the room over there is too dark, I'm afraid, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Don't worry," he swore assurancely, "just sleep, promise to do nothing!" ”

Murong Qingxue laughed and shook her head,

"You sleep here, I'll go to the next room."

With that, she was about to get out of bed.

"Don't," Ye Qiuyang was disappointed, "Let's sleep together!" ”

Just as he was about to persuade Qingxue again, there was a sudden strange movement in the courtyard.

"Woo woo woo ~ grandson, you died so miserably~"

"Woo~"

"My hard-working grandson~"

The intermittent cry was mixed with a few soft words, as if it were crying and mourning.

Ye Qiuyang took this opportunity to hug Murong Qingxue's arm and said tremblingly,

"Qingxue, this ...... Why is there a cry, is it haunted? I'm so scared, I'm still a baby......"

As he spoke, he took the opportunity to rub the white rabbit on Qingxue's chest twice.

Murong Qingxue did not scold Ye Qiuyang, but frowned slightly, and she said,

"Don't make a fuss, something is wrong, there is yin in the yard."

Ye Qiuyang opened the eye of heaven, and sure enough, he saw that in the courtyard, there was a thick yin qi!

He let go of Qingxue's arm and said with a scolding,

"Special mother, where did you come from, you don't know how to live or die, you dare to find my house!"

As he spoke, the sobbing of fragments in the courtyard continued.

"Let's go, let's see what's going on."

Murong Qingxue said, got up and walked out.

As soon as the two walked out of the living room, they saw an extremely strange scene.

I saw that in the courtyard of the villa, there were dozens of people kneeling at this time, they were facing the hall, wearing linen and filial piety.

At the head was an old lady with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, who burned paper money and sobbed,

"Grandson, you died so miserably, you died so miserably......"

Ye Qiuyang grabbed the mop at the door and smashed it,

"Where did you come from, crying and crying came to me, just say it when you are tired of life!"

The old lady caught the mop, slowly raised her head, and looked at Ye Qiuyang with gloomy eyes,

"You give back my grandson's life, return my grandson's life!"

"What's that?" Ye Qiuyang frowned, "I haven't killed your grandson!" ”

The old lady continued,

"You are still quibbling, last night, you killed my grandson with your own hands!"

"Last night?" Ye Qiuyang thought about it and suddenly realized, "Oh, you shouldn't be talking about that yellow-skinned essence, right?" ”

He looked at the courtyard and found that they were all sharp-beaked monkeys with long beards at the corners of their mouths, and sure enough, they were all weasels!

Murong Qingxue next to her, who didn't know what was going on, asked,

"What's going on?"

Ye Qiuyang explained with a nonchalant face,

"It's nothing, it's just that I killed a harmful yellow-skinned spirit yesterday, the little one died, and now the old one has come to take revenge."

He crossed his hands on his hips and looked at the old lady and sneered,

"That's right, I killed your grandson, what can you do?"

"What a arrogant junior!" The old lady Huo Ran stood up, and the anger on her body increased dramatically, "Today, I want you to pay for my grandson's life!" ”

As she spoke, she waved her hands, and a black aura rushed straight away!

Ye Qiuyang pursed the corners of his mouth,

"Old thing, just this little ability, and you still want revenge? I think you're trying to exterminate the race! ”

Seeing that the evil qi had arrived in front of him, Ye Qiuyang just flicked it, and the evil qi disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Murong Qingxue didn't say anything, turned around and went back to the room.

These weasel spirits, Ye Qiuyang can easily solve them by himself, and he doesn't need her help at all.

The old lady's face was full of incredulity,

"Just one bullet can break my evil spirit?"

She is an ancestor-level figure in the clan, known as Huang Liutai's grandmother, and has nearly 500 years of Taoism.

But just now, with her best effort, she was easily bounced by Ye Qiuyang.

To be able to achieve this level, it is estimated that at least it must be a Heavenly Master-level cultivator......

If it is really a Heavenly Master cultivator, I'm afraid, even if she goes up with the juniors behind her, she is not an opponent.

Although the old lady was eager for revenge, she also knew that she could not die in vain.

There's no way to take revenge now, so it's a big deal to find a chance later.

Thinking of this, the old lady let out a sharp shout,

"Kids, get out!"