Chapter 77 078
The cold breath came from his mouth, until finally I remember letting my body gradually soften, as if I was being kissed to lack of oxygen, and he just kissed me, but did not stretch out the groping hand, I felt a shameful reaction in my body......
Suddenly, a wave of distant birdsong rushed into my ears, and I began to struggle, Yan Yufeng kissed me enough, let go of me, and looked down at me.
I was attracted by his dark gray eyes and deep breath, perhaps because of the body's hormonal secretion, and at this moment I actually felt that he was ......
I think he ...... It's kind of handsome.
"In the future, I will get rid of ghosts, this is originally a matter of the underworld, and I don't need my wife to do it, just ask my husband to do it." He said and kissed me on the forehead.
I only felt that in this short ten minutes, the second time I saw the hell - this guy actually has such a gentle side?
Although he cooperated on the surface, he still felt funny in his heart, after all, he was a person with 49 daughters-in-law, that is, a woman, needless to say, that experience was much older than ordinary people. If I'm really tempted, I'm brain-dead.
"Okay," I said, in the posture of a little woman, and just curled up in his arms, looking up at him, "Then you need to be more careful!" ”
He looked at me, stunned, nodded, and went to the ghost pile in front.
Wen Zihao's white light and a group of black mist feet were indistinct, and the surrounding vision became more and more blurred.
Yan Yufeng walked over and grabbed the black shadows of the three evil spirits with his bare hands, and in an instant, those black shadows disappeared.
In this way, three times five divided by two, the ghost was eliminated very smoothly. Wen Zihao's pressure was also reduced a lot, he slowly fell back to the ground, and then these white birds also disappeared, and quietly walked to the corner in a blink of an eye......
The ghost was almost caught, and as for the soul of that fox, Yan Yufeng and Wen Zihao did not kill it.
Far away, in the corner where Wen Zihao walked, there was a dark shadow hidden in the corner, it was Old Man Xu, I recognized his evil spirit.
The fox that had lost his way was like a puppy, barking at Yan Yufeng.
Yan Yufeng quietly listened to it shouting, and said coldly: "This is a hurdle on your cultivation path, there is no shortcut. The Dao has been stolen, and you are ready to cultivate again, so you can't blame others, only that you should have this calamity in your fate. ”
The little fox seemed to be crying when he heard this, his front paws knelt on the ground, as if he was kneeling down to Yan Yufeng, and it was obvious that tears were crackling out of his weak eyes, and his crying was full of resentment and grievance.
It's so pathetic...... I frowned, but I knew that it was an evil spirit after all, just like the story of the snake catcher, and if he was released today, it was uncertain whether he would take revenge later.
Wen Zihao walked in front of Yan Yufeng and saluted respectfully: "Thank you Yan Jun for coming to the rescue." ”
Yan Yufeng was silent, obviously still angry. He glanced at the evil spirit that Wen Zihao was following behind him, and said coldly: "Xu Bo, when you said that you want revenge, this king has promised." But why did you possess your own son? You must know that possessing people who are related to you by blood is also immoral in the ghost world. ”
The evil spirit of the old man Xu Bo suddenly knelt on the ground, fading away from the yin owl aura, and all I saw was an old man with vicissitudes of life, with tears of resentment in his eyes.
"It is because you possessed your son and drove your son's body to make trouble in the Shen family that your son suffered miserably, if your son is still alive, ...... now At least you're just one person underground, whether it's cultivation or suffering, this pain is just passed on to yourself, and it won't harm your newly grown son. Your son...... There is also his yang longevity on the thin yin and yang, you ...... Why are you so breathless? ”