"Silly girl, do you really think I like it?" The scholar sneered. "Master Zhang has long taken a fancy to you, I'm just a kind person."

"It's none of your business here."

Zhang Tianba smiled.

"Then I'll take my leave, owner, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." The scholar laughed and turned around, and outside the door, Xiaohe's father Qin Li was covered in blood, and he was still holding a blood-dripping firewood knife in his hand.

"What do you want to do?"

The scholar retreated to the room, and when Xiaohe on the bed saw his father, he immediately cried. "Father!"

"Little lotus!" Qin Li clenched the firewood knife in his hand. "Let my daughter go."

"Owner, what now?" The scholar panicked. "Useless stuff." Zhang Tianba kicked the scholar away, then turned around and took a large knife from the knife holder.

"Old thing, I'd like to see how good you are."

In the blink of an eye.

The two were at war together.

"Don't!" Xiaohe struggled frantically with his wrist, but Qin Li had already fallen to the ground, "Daughter....."

Qin Li slowly crawled towards Xiaohe.

"Old thing, I thought you were very good at fighting." Zhang Tianba stepped on Qin Li's back with one foot, and then slashed down with a knife, directly separating Qin Li's head.

"No!" Xiaohe fainted on the spot.

When she woke up, she was naked, and there was a dull pain all over her body.

"Yes, I'm satisfied." Zhang Tianba, who was sitting at the table drinking, smiled evilly. "As long as you are obedient, I promise to make you ....."

Before Zhang Tianba's words were finished, Xiaohe directly bit off his tongue and committed suicide.

"It's over?" Wang Yu extinguished the cigarette in his hand, raised his head and asked.

"Nope." Xiao He choked up and said.

At that time, Xiaohe also thought that she was dead, but she didn't expect Zhang Tianba to ask someone to cure her, and feed her soft meridians every day, so that she was weak and weak, so that she could do things that were easy for herself.

In this way, Xiaohe was tortured alive by Zhang Tianba for five years, and in the sixth year, Zhang Tianba was seriously injured because he was drunk and fought with others.

Before he died, Zhang Tianba ordered the housekeeper to bury Xiaohe with him.

At that time, Xiaohe thought she was relieved, and it wasn't until the day of the burial that she changed into a wedding dress that she knew that the matter was not over.

In the coffin.

Xiaohe kept scratching the coffin board with her fingers, I don't know how long it took, her hands were already stained red with blood, and she didn't see that light until the moment she died.

And then later.

Xiao He was awakened from the darkness by a voice and became a resentful spirit, and the location where Xiao He was buried was near the Jincai Building.

"Master, eat noodles." Ruhua places a bowl of instant noodles on the table with a hot omelette on top.

"Just give me this?"

Wang Yu complained, and the next second he buried his head in eating.

Xiaohe looked at Wang Yu blankly, extremely nervous, for fear that Wang Yu would drive him away.

"Don't be afraid, my master is the best master in this world." Such as flowers start sycophant mode.

"Don't give me any of that." Wang Yu sighed, and Ruhua immediately handed over the cigarette. "Master, Xiaohe is alone, there are so many jackals, tigers and leopards outside, it is easy to be bullied."

"Shut up." Wang Yu pointed at Xiaohe, "She is a resentful spirit with hundreds of years of cultivation, and if she really fights, you may not be an opponent." ”

"I'm weak." Xiaohe retorted in a low voice.

"I've always been a very democratic person, vote, agree with her stay, raise your hand." Wang Yu hugged his arms and looked at Ruhua, Ruhua raised her hands, and Xiaohe also weakly raised her right hand.

"You don't count." Wang Yu shook his head.

Xiaohe sighed and hurriedly put his hand down. "Childe, I can do laundry and cook, beat my legs and pinch my shoulders....."

"Stop, I'm a man with a wife, let her know your existence, and I will definitely wipe you out." Although Wang Yu didn't know Lin Xuan's strength, being able to hide himself for so long was enough to prove that he was not a waste.

"Shall I go?" Xiaohe is about to leave.

Suddenly, the beast egg in the ring trembled.

"Do you want her to stay?" Wang Yu didn't expect the Divine Beast Egg to react at this time.

The beast egg shook again.

"Okay, you stay." Wang Yu has always counted when he speaks to his own people.

"Oh yes!" Ruhua held Xiaohe's hand and began to dance. "Sister, we will be a family from now on."

"Sister." Xiaohe called softly. "Master."

"Don't be too happy, if you don't get baptized, you'll be ruined." Wang Yu reminded.

"I'll be able to!"

Xiaohe clenched his little fists and said with a firm face.

At this time, a faint demonic aura floated in from the window.

Xiaohe immediately stood in front of Wang Yu. "Master!"

"I know."

Wang Yu waved his hand to signal Xiaohe and Ruhua to retreat.

A few seconds later.

Zhang Jie jumped in from the balcony, "You didn't run?" ”

"Why should I run?" Wang Yu asked rhetorically.

"Because you're going to die soon." Zhang Jie pulled out a scimitar from his back waist and played with it in his hand.

"That's great, it's so tiring to be alive." Wang Yu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. "What do you say?"

"Less pretend to be 13 in front of me." Zhang Jie has just taken a step forward.

Two swords appeared around his neck.

"Don't move."

"Hands up."

Ruhua and Xiaohe said at the same time.

"Are you spirits?" Zhang Jie looked at the long sword dangling around his neck, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"It doesn't matter what they are." Wang Yu shook the ashes of his cigarette, and Ruhua and Xiaohe escorted Zhang Jie aside, "Kneel." Ruhua kicked Zhang Jie's calf, and Zhang Jie immediately knelt on the ground.

"You're a demon, aren't you?"

Wang Yu asked playfully.

"I'm not going to say anything." Zhang Jie closed his eyes directly, with an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Then don't talk about it." Wang Yu pressed the cigarette butt on Zhang Jie's forehead, Zhang Jie was in pain, opened his eyes suddenly, and the king character on his forehead and the tail behind him appeared at the same time.

"Tiger Demon?" The corners of Wang Yu's mouth rose slightly, with a mocking expression. "Ling Feng should be back, right?"

Zhang Jie was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Let me guess, Ling Feng, as the proud son of the Dao Alliance, actually secretly colluded with the Demon Clan, if this news spreads, wouldn't Ling Feng be ruined?"

Wang Yu leaned into Zhang Jie's ear and whispered. "Actually, if he doesn't come to me, I'll go to him."

Zhang Jie was about to speak, but Wang Yu directly crushed his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Master." As soon as Ruhua spoke, she was interrupted by Wang Yu waving her hand. "Don't talk."

The next second.

Zhang Jie's soul slowly rose from his body and floated out.

"Keep up."

Wang Yu stood up and commanded with a sharp gaze.