"Whoa......

At this moment, a gust of wind hung over, directly smashing the glass of the room.

Tan Xiaoxiao, who was still in a dream, may have been because she hadn't rested for too long.

I saw her brows twitch slightly, and she didn't wake up because of this.

Song Zhong ignored the ghost, but walked straight to Tan Xiaoxiao's bed, took off his coat, and covered her body.

Looking at Song Zhong with an indifferent face, the face of the ghost gradually turned cold.

Before his death, he really suffered from the eyes of others. But since turning into a ghost, there is really no one who ignores himself like that white-haired boy.

So he clenched his fists tightly, and vowed in his heart that he would give the man and woman a little color.

"You, clean me up?"

The mouth of the ghost continued to overflow with blood as black as ink.

The whole space became eerie in an instant.

He walked towards Song Zhong step by step, wanting to use his majestic ghost power to completely crush the confidence of the person in front of him.

"Give you three breaths of time to get out of here. Otherwise, you'll regret it! ”

Song Zhong glanced at Tan Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping on the bed, and said to the ghost with some impatience.

Looking at his expression at this time, it was as if he was chasing a fly.

Indeed, a powerful ghost who has not even reached the bronze extreme cultivation. In the eyes of today's Song Zhong, it is indeed an ant that can be kneaded at will.

"I'm going to regret it, I'm going to regret it, I'm going to regret it. So this sentence again, why is it always me who regrets it in the end? ”

But what Song Zhong didn't expect was that after hearing Song Zhong's words, the ghost seemed to be stimulated by something.

He muttered vigorously in his mouth, and at the same time, step by step, he moved closer to Song Zhong.

What no one knew was that his wife had said such things to him before the ghost died.

He didn't pay much attention to working outside at the time, but when he came home, he found that his daughter-in-law had run away with the child.

This incident also became the last straw that prompted him to commit suicide.

This was a secret hidden in his heart, and it was suddenly stimulated in Song Zhong's words at this moment.

The resentment on the ghost's body was constantly condensing, and his eyes were red to feel the surging power in his body.

Under such a powerful resentment, he actually felt the ghost qi in his body, which had a qualitative change.

Song Zhong glanced at the ghost, and the yellow talisman that he had been holding in his hand flipped out.

Based on his experience, he naturally judged that this terrible ghost was about to break through to the bronze level.

However, if it is tight, it is still vulnerable in Song Zhong's opinion.

"Boy, I swear. Today I will tear you and the woman in bed to shreds......"

A cruel smile appeared on the ghost's face.

He naturally saw the yellow talisman in Song Zhong's hand, but he didn't think that this young man, who was not very old at first glance, had the ability to subdue himself.

Song Zhong felt the murderous aura spreading from the ghost's body, and his face gradually turned cold.

But just when he was about to make a move, he beat this terrible ghost who didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, there was an even more powerful ghostly aura, rushing over from far and near!

What he knew in his heart was that the guy who rushed over was the old lady in Tan Xiaoxiao's dream nine times out of ten!

If at this time, he shows his identity as an onmyoji, it is very likely that he will directly scare him away

Thinking of this, Song Zhong forcibly suppressed the urge to do something to that powerful ghost.

His heart moved, but he made a frightened look at it!

"Don't come, no, no, don't......"

Song Zhong was unusual, yelling at the ghost, and his body also burrowed under the bed.

If Song Zhong's scene at this time was seen by the female president Bai Jiahui.

I'm afraid that it will directly invest and package it as a first-line star in the entertainment industry.

Because of his self-taught acting skills, it's really amazing......

Seeing Song Zhong's expression at this time, the fierce ghost who was still fierce just now suddenly looked stunned.

As early as when Song Zhong took out the yellow talisman, he had already determined that this guy knew some Taoism.

Even if you can't fight against yourself, you must at least play a yellow talisman.

"What a coward......"

After glancing at the bed, the ghost lost interest in Song Zhong.

Obviously, in his mind, Song Zhong has been characterized as something that is "useless in the middle"!

At this time, he saw Tan Xiaoxiao lying on the bed.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a lewd smile.

In his opinion, Tan Xiaoxiao, a top student of Tunghai University, is obviously many levels higher than the wife who abandoned him.

So he licked his lips vigorously, and a word called "ghost press" appeared in his mind......

"This is really, there is something to be done in heaven, but you can't live if you do it yourself!"

At this time, Song Zhong, who was under Tan Xiaoxiao's bed, clearly saw the intentions of this powerful ghost.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart again, but his body still didn't move.

Because he knew that the old lady in Tan Xiaoxiao's dream had arrived at this time.

The ghost walked to Tan Xiaoxiao's bedside, glanced disdainfully at Song Zhongxin, who was hiding under the bed, and said, "Today, I'll let you see what a real man is!" ”

He thought about it, so he shrunk his hand and lifted Tan Xiaoxiao's quilt.

"Smack......

Just as he stretched out his ghost claws, suddenly a loud sound of a leather whip came, and he directly pulled his body out.

"What the hell dare to ruin my good deeds?"

The ghost looked at the window, and the old lady with the whip in her hand said to her dissatisfied.

"The daughter-in-law of the old body, how can you touch it?"

The old lady by the window with a leather whip in her hand stepped on the bed.

Her big red embroidered shoes are particularly eye-catching, and they look like the products left over from seventy or eighty years ago.

"You, you're a high-level ghost?"

When the male ghost looked at the old lady's embroidered shoes, his face suddenly became suspicious.

For ordinary ghosts, the length of the death period can determine the cultivation of the ghost to the greatest extent.

If a powerful ghost who has been dead for decades has not yet cultivated to the bronze level, it is obviously impossible.

"Even if you kid has some eyesight, but even so, you still have to be distracted......"

The old lady said that, and then she raised the leather whip in her hand again, and continued to whip at the male ghost.

"Whoop......"

The male ghost let out a howl that did not belong to a human being.

At the same time, the body continues to blur until it disappears.

Song Zhong under the bed, seeing such a scene, his face did not change in the slightest.

He was a little curious, wanting to see what the old lady wanted to do next.

"Come out, boy! The old body knows that you are an onmyoji who is not weak in cultivation, but what you need to know is that the old body and I have silver-level combat power. With you, this little guy, you are not an old opponent yet! ”

The old lady held the whip in her hand and glanced under the bed with a smile on her face.

"Well, I want to know, who gave you confidence......"

Seeing this, Song Zhong couldn't help but show a chuckle on his face, and then got out from under the bed.

He looked at the old lady in front of him, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"The cultivation of Onmyoji requires the accumulation of time. You're only a seventeen-year-old boy, and it's already rare to be able to break through to the bronze level. ”

When the old lady saw Song Zhong, who was not afraid of her, she sincerely rose a trace of love.

You must know that he also has a high status in the evil circle of Donghai City.

"Well, listening to your words, it seems that you can also be regarded as a ghost senior. I just don't know, why are you embarrassed to be a weak woman? ”

Song Zhong saw that the old lady's face was clear, and he knew in his heart that this guy had never killed innocents indiscriminately.

So he simply opened his mouth and asked the doubts in his heart.

"The old body has enjoyed the worship of the Wang family for decades, and now the only son of the Wang family has taken a fancy to this girl, how can I not help the old body?"

When the old lady looked at Song Zhong, she looked like she took it for granted.

"Emotional matters, care about the mutual pleasure of the two feelings, how can you be so strong to buy and sell?"

Song Zhong looked at the old lady without showing weakness, and the sharp edge in his eyes flashed......

"Little one, you just have too much nonsense. It's not easy for you to cultivate, get out of here now, I'll let you live! ”

The old lady obviously lost patience with Song Zhong, and she gently raised the leather whip in her hand and made a posture of trying to smoke Song Zhong.

"Old man, if you're willing to stop there. I won't let you ...... your soul scattered."

Song Zhong said this, and in the center of his eyebrows, a small sword mark of white and gold color suddenly appeared.

At the same time, all the yin and evil qi around him completely disappeared at this moment.

"White, white, platinum-level onmyoji, this, how is this possible?"

The leather whip in the old lady's hand fell to the ground at this moment.

When she looked at Song Zhong, her eyes were full of disbelief.

has been in the ghost world for many years, and the old lady knows the power of a platinum-level onmyoji.

These strong people even have the qualifications to start a ministry.

Before she did it, she wouldn't believe that a boy who was still a minor would have such a cultivation!

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one wave is stronger than the other. My wife, admit it! ”

The old lady said to Song Zhong helplessly, her eyes looked at Tan Xiaoxiao on the bed.

From now on, such a good daughter-in-law will not belong to her.

(End of chapter)