"He's coming." Xian Niang smiled strangely.

As soon as these words came, a man in a long robe walked over, and he said politely, "Miss Xian, my young lady is invited, and I also ask Miss Xian to move." ”

The people in the embroidery room hurried over, "Xianniang, we didn't stop this." ”

Xian Niang spoke for a long time, "I'm here to see what you're going to do." ”

Yan Qiao got the control and calmly put down the embroidery shed, "Who is your young lady?" ”

The man was stunned, "You don't know my young lady?" ”

The corners of Yan Qiao's mouth hooked up a smile, which made Xian Niang's originally soft and graceful face a little colder, "Xian Niang is just a first-order embroidery girl, she only cares about embroidery work, why do you want to know who your young lady is." ”

Seeing this, the man hurriedly raised his voice when he saw this, "First-order little embroidery girl, Miss wants to see you to give you face, and I can't allow you to refuse." ”

"Oh, then you kill me." Her tone was flat.

Xian Niang herself was shocked, her tone was a little eager, "Yan Qiao, what do you mean!" ”

Yan Qiao's tone was a little indifferent, "You didn't say that I should follow your experience. ”

Xian Niang gritted her teeth slightly, "You really think I can't do it." ”

She directly adjusted the time, this time it was a lady in a wedding dress sitting in a sedan chair, and the sound of gongs and drums came from outside.

Yan Qiao stretched out his hand and touched the tears on his cheeks, and Xian Niang's voice rang in his ears, "You say, is this world a weak woman easy to bully." ”

"Xianniang, what do you hate?" Yan Qiao spoke softly.

Xian Niang was stunned, "Naturally, I hate them, I hate those sanctimonious monks, and I hate these ignorant fools." ”

She lifted her hijab, "Then kill them all." ”

Xian Niang didn't know why, but she saw Yan Qiao open the sedan door directly, "Where are you going?" ”

The sedan chair stopped suddenly, and then a panicked voice came, "Didn't I tell you, you can't lift the hijab until you get there." ”

A man in a Taoist robe walked over, his tone a little angry.

Yan Qiao's lips hooked up a smile, "I want to open it." ”

The monk's face turned fierce, "If Miss Xian is in such a hurry to die, then don't blame me for being unkind." After he finished speaking, a yellow banner appeared in his hand and headed towards Yan Qiao.

When Xian Niang saw the yellow flag, she suddenly hated it, "Monk, you should die!" ”

But he saw Yan Qiao's hand grabbing the yellow flag, and snatched it hard, "Ten thousand ghost flags, it's really a good thing." ”

She looked up and smiled, "Want to go back?" The next second, she kicked at the Taoist priest, only to hear the sedan chair slam to the ground, and the Taoist priest flew directly away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Qiao walked out of the sedan chair, looked at the panicked group of people, and gently stroked the hairpin between his hair, "Aren't you going to send me to get married, one or two are so scared." ”

Xian Niang said softly, "What are you doing?" ”

Yan Qiao played with the yellow banner in his hand, "Isn't it obvious, of course it's murder." Her red lips lifted slightly.

She slowly walked to the limp Xi Niang on the side, "What are you afraid of, isn't this good marriage what you found for me." ”

She kicked Xi Niang's leg, "However, I think you're more suitable, what do you think?" ”

"No, no, Miss Xian is crazy ...... me"

She looked at Yan Qiao in horror, only to feel that she looked like a ghost now.

"But I don't want to be a bride now," she said, rolling her eyes, "why don't you come?" ”

Then he clapped his hands, "Don't come here yet, help people in." ”

"Why do you have cultivation?" Xian Niang didn't know why.

"Cultivation? No, I entered your illusion, and it was your anger that I used naturally. She watched coldly as Xi Niang was helped onto the sedan chair, "You can't see through it yourself, then toss it to your heart's content, how are you the ghost king." ”

Her tone was casual, "Anyway, whether it's Qingxi Village or that monk, won't they all die at your hands as a powerful ghost." ”

"Hahaha, they deserve it!" Her eyes were red, "They listened to the monk's words and found me to be buried alive without a father and mother, just to bless Qingxi Village with good weather and good weather." ”

With a wave of her hand, everything in front of her came to naught, and Xian Niang's eyes were bloodshot, "I was nailed alive in a coffin, how can I not hate." ”

"You hate, so kill the people of Qingxi Village, kill this monk, and there will be no movement, Xianniang, what do you want." Yan Qiao walked to the side of the stone and sat down.

Xian Niang was silent, and listened to Yan Qiao continue to speak, "You brought me here, it's not all because of the people behind you, you want to leave here, to be precise, you want to enter reincarnation, but you are obsessed with it, and you don't know what your obsession is, so you cultivate yourself into a ghost king day after day." ”

She said and looked at Xian Niang, "After becoming the ghost queen, your heart is becoming more and more dazed, and you have completely lost the opportunity to reincarnate. ”

The blood in Xian Niang's eyes slowly faded, and she returned to her original elegance and grace, "I am now the king of ghosts, and the heavens and the earth are at my disposal, what can I obsess." ”

"If you don't have obsession, how can you repeat the memories of the past again and again." She sighed, "Keep cutting, I can't forget it, the hatred is too deep, Xianniang, if you hate it, then toss them, why can't you think of hurting yourself." ”

She got up and came to Xian Niang, "Repeat it again and again, and it turns out that you are actually the one who hurts the most." ”

Xian Niang lowered her head, "I just don't want to forget this hatred, this memory, I want to remember it forever!" ”

She looked up, "You won't understand. ”

Yan Qiao shook his head, "I really don't understand, but I understand that if anyone hurts me, they will pay it back a thousand times over." ”

She approached Xian Niang, "You haven't thought about it, you have been pushed step by step to become a ghost king, is the real culprit still alive?" ”

Xian Niang's pupils shrank, and she stared at Yan Qiao, "What do you mean." ”

Yan Qiao chuckled, "I just think it's too much of a coincidence, inexplicably I want to bury you alive in marriage, and it just so happens that this place is a place where Yin gathers, and it's really an incredible coincidence to say that there is no conspiracy." ”

Xian Niang's face changed, "Do you think that if you say this, I will let go of my hatred and return to the Xuan Society." ”

Yan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you think so." She seemed to be simply surprised, "You are a terrible ghost, what do I want you to do with the Xuan Society?" ”

Seeing her like this, Xian Niang was immediately angry at her self-inflicted amorousness, "Yan Qiao, don't think that I won't dare to kill you." ”

"It's a pity that you can't beat me." The corner of her mouth smiled slightly, "I came just because you are today's hexagram master, after all, my hexagram is never empty." ”

Xian Niang pursed her lips, "I don't have any needs, you can go......"

(End of chapter)