In the early morning sun, what the ghost horse saw was Zheng Xian.

At this time, Zheng Xian stood on the balcony stretching his body and breathing fresh air.

At this time, Zheng Xian also saw the ghost horse.

In this way, the eyes of the two sides looked at each other under the somewhat dazzling reflection of the snow.

Zheng Xian's pupils contracted at the same rapid pace.

Immediately, Zheng Xian's face became cold.

Isn't this guy supposed to be dead? Zheng Xian clearly remembered that he crushed this guy's balls, and in order to prevent this guy from resurrecting, he deliberately stepped on this guy's head into a pulp.

How is this possible?

The silver ghost can be resurrected, at least it's just a head move, but what's the matter with this guy? his head is shattered, if Zheng Xian is not mistaken, this guy's brain has thickly coated the ground, how can he actually come back to life?

Under the harsh reflection, the ghost horse shook his head vigorously, rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, the figure on the balcony was gone.

The ghost horse frowned and pondered, could it be that he was hallucinating?

Onima is a guy who doesn't believe he's hallucinating, and he has a deep confidence in himself, even if his memory is messed up.

The ghost horse moved to the side of the villa, and the ghost horse glanced inside the villa and saw a woman lying on the sofa and sleeping.

The ghost horse ignored this, jumped lightly with his feet, supported his hands on the villa wall, stepped on the wall again, and flicked violently, like an old cat, swooping up the villa balcony close to five meters.

Footprints!

The footprints on the floor of the balcony, covered with a thick layer of snow, are enough to prove that the ghost horse did not have a delusion.

As soon as Onima's feet hit the ground, a fist slammed out of the balcony shadow and slammed into his left ribs.

Ghost Horse's heart was shocked, this punch is very powerful in terms of strength and speed, and it is a rare master!

Ghost Horse's adaptability is also very good, he himself is a martial arts cultivator, he specialized in martial arts before cultivating, and he has experienced a lot of fighting on the battlefield.

It was in the shape of a ghost horse that turned violently, like a spinning top in place, one hand grabbed the punch that came at him, and the other hand smashed straight out of the cannon with a fierce fist, blasting towards the head of the person who attacked him!

At the same time, memories were rapidly recovering in the mind of the ghost horse like a river bursting its banks.

Ghost Horse remembered, every move he had made fighting with Zheng Xian in that hut, and everything was recalled.

Especially when Zheng Xian smashed one punch after another into his face, breaking his nose bone, breaking his teeth, and smashing his entire face, the sharp pain flashed clearly.

Then Zheng Xian crushed his lower body, and the severe pain made him almost unbearable, so that he still felt trembling when he recalled it at this time!

At the end, this damn despicable Zheng Xian only counted to two, and instead of counting to three, he stepped down with one foot and stomped his head alive.

All of this erupted like a volcano in an instant.

The ghost horse let out a roar, this guy is the murderer!

It's this guy who made him a ghost and a ghost, and he can't live or die!

It was this guy who called Nalan Jinfeng to hold him and fall asleep crying countless times.

Damn dog thing!

The bones on the ghost horse's body crackled and exploded, and it only took sixty percent of the strength of the punch that was originally smashed out, but now this punch brought a gust of wind and made a buzzing roar, which was about to smash Zheng Xian's head and take revenge!

There was a thud, and the sound was extremely dull, and there were two crisp shattering sounds hidden in it.

Onima's punch was still in the air, but the punch instantly became weak.

The ghost horse was kicked hard in the crotch with a foot.

This foot is extremely vicious, with a slight tilt on the toes, specifically to greet the most vulnerable place of the man.

The green tendons continued to jump up from the ghost horse's lower body, one by one, until the ghost horse's entire face and even the top of his head burst into thick green tendons, and the ghost horse suddenly opened his mouth, wanting to let out a terrible scream.

However, the ghost horse's mouth was immediately smashed by a punch, and the terrible cry was smashed into the chest by Zheng Xian's fist, and only a dull sound came, like a firecracker exploding in the sewer.

A few months ago, Zheng Xian was just an immortal cultivator in the bridge realm, but now Zheng Xian is already an immortal cultivator in the fractal realm, and the ghost horse is just stepping on the sea realm, especially after being smashed by Zheng Xian, the cultivation of the ghost horse has decreased a lot, how can the ghost horse at this time be Zheng Xian's opponent?

Zheng wants to kill the ghost horse first, it's easy, and it couldn't be easier!

Recalling that the ghost horse beat Zheng Xian so much that he had no power to fight back, and he could only rely on fraud to take advantage of a lot of the past, at this time Zheng Xian really felt the change in his strength!

Powerful, powerful! Unconsciously, Zheng Xian has reached a strength beyond his imagination!

Zheng Xian smashed the ghost horse's mouth with a punch, his teeth flew, and then a kick fell from a high place, stomping on the chest of the ghost horse whose body flew upside down.

As if being hit by a meteorite, the ghost horse that flew upside down drew a ninety-degree right-angled trajectory in the air, and was stomped on the ground by Zheng Xian's foot with a bang.

At this time, there was an exclamation in the living room, Zheng Xian frowned, and originally wanted to ask how the ghost horse could not die, but now it is not possible.

In fact, Zheng Xian didn't care much about why this ghost horse didn't die, after all, the means of cultivating the immortal world were endless, Zheng Xian used his feet hard, and with a snort, one foot stepped directly into the chest of the ghost horse, as if stepping on cotton.

The ghost horse's body trembled violently, Zheng first pulled out his feet, and then stomped down the ghost horse's head with his feet covered in blood!

The oni horse's eyes looked straight at the foot that had stepped down on his head.

This is not the first time that the ghost horse has looked at this foot from this angle, the last time, it was the same situation, his head was trampled alive by this damn guy, obviously this time, there will be no exceptions.

At this time, the ghost horse did not have his own thoughts of life and death in his head, and he was not full of hatred for this guy called Zheng Xian, and only the oath he had promised to Nalan Jinfan not long ago was left in his head.

"My ghost horse, no matter birth, old age, sickness or death, whether poor or rich, no matter the sword mountain and fire, no matter hell and heaven, eternal life and eternity must be by Nalan Jinfeng's side, because he is my wife, my life, no, it is the most important one among my countless lives, no matter how Nalan Jinfeng treats me, I will never abandon her. ”

"Never leave in life, never give up in death!"

"Fuck, how can this be?"

......

"Miss, leave all this work to me. The nanny in her fifties looked embarrassed and couldn't stand next to her.

Nalan Jinfeng hummed the wedding march, and the whole person was as happy as a bird in the treetops, fluttering, holding the iron with one hand, carefully ironing a hemp Tang costume on the ironing board, so careful that he did not let go of any wrinkles.

Nalan Jinfeng said with a smile: "Aunt Wang, I like to do these things, you don't care, I said it earlier, the clothes of the ghost horse, the food of the ghost horse, and everything of the ghost horse are handled by Miss Ben, and no one can interfere in it!"

Aunt Wang smiled and said: "Miss, the ghost horse is really a blessing, I don't know if I have found a wife like you, and I don't know how many lifetimes of cultivation it is." ”

Nalan Jinfeng turned her head and glanced at Aunt Wang, then smiled and said happily: "Why do you like to listen to this young lady so much?"

Nalan Jinfeng said while ironing his clothes: "By the way, Aunt Wang, when it's time, you go and feed the dogs of that family, I don't know that Lu Dao is the one who killed a thousand knives and raised two good wolf dogs, and he was left in the villa and ignored, starving to death in the villa is simply a crime." ”

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Miss, you are kind-hearted, otherwise who will take care of those two dogs? Dog food will cost dozens of yuan a day!"

Nalan Jinfeng said with a smile: "I can't listen to that dog barking in the villa until he starves to death, right? Go, go quickly, if you don't feed again, those two dead dogs are going to bark again, such a tenant has no character at all, and no one has seen it, so he will terminate the contract immediately when the contract expires! Such a bastard tells him to roll as far as he wants, fortunately, Miss Ben has been in a good mood recently, and she is too lazy to worry about him, otherwise she will send someone to catch him and kill and feed the dog." ”

Aunt Wang sighed and said, "I'll go now." ”

After Aunt Wang left, Nalan Jinfeng happily continued to iron the clothes, seeing that the clothes were ironed, Nalan Jinfeng picked up the clothes of the ghost horse and swung it a few times in front of him, sure enough, there was not a trace of wrinkles, Nalan Jinfeng was quite complacent about his growing ironing skills, and then held the clothes of the ghost horse on the end of his nose, sniffed deeply, and showed a hint of joy on his face, his cheeks were crimson, and the whole person was so happy that he seemed to be nothing, at this time, the red rope on Nalan Jinfeng's hand was suddenly broken.

Nalan Jinfeng was stunned for a moment, and then, the whole person's eyes straightened, and there was an uneasy throbbing in his heart for no reason......

Nalan Jinfeng ran out of the villa with bare feet, and chased all the way along the footprints of the ghost horse, but not far away, the footprints disappeared and disappeared out of thin air.

Nalan Jinfeng stared blankly at the disappeared footprints on the ground, there was no trace at all, and they were all gone.

Nalan Jinfeng's whole body was empty, his knees couldn't help but weaken, and he knelt on the ground, "Ghost horse, ghost horse, you promised, you won't be separated from me, where did you die? You give me a death back......"

"Life is not separated, death is not abandoned, you just said...... Ghost Horse ......"

Behind a villa, a figure turned and disappeared.