This nest heart kicked not lightly, the old witch sat on the ground, flashed to her waist, and screamed.

The little guy who was standing next to Master Song before ran away with his head down.

The two mothers-in-law helped Mrs. Song up, she gritted her teeth and glared at her, panting and scolding: "You old and disrespectful bastard, how could my son be such a father as you!" ”

Shu Ange and Chixiao stood behind the firelight, and when they saw this dramatic scene, they couldn't help but lean forward and lean back with joy.

The wind rose in the middle of the night, and the fire was blown by the wind, and it burned even more vigorously.

The smoke was billowing out, Master Song ignored Mrs. Song, and roared angrily: "Why are you stunned, why don't you hurry up and put out the fire!" ”

The fire sent thick smoke, and Master Song was choked and coughed.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Oh no, no, haunted, help!" ”

Shu Ange watched with relish, Chixiao picked her up, avoided the fire and smoke, and sat on a leafy tree in the courtyard.

The leaves swayed, and Chixiao separated the smoke and dust, allowing Shu Ange to sit on his lap.

He moves gently and carefully, avoiding the branches from scratching the person in his arms.

The flames rose into the sky, the little ghosts cried wolves, and the water poured into the fire, not only did not weaken the fire, but the fire tended to intensify.

Song Yue rushed out of the shadows with a thick resentment, grabbed a person casually and began to inhale yang qi.

He was now completely out of his mind, his eyes were red, and fangs were sticking out of his mouth.

Shu Ange sighed, stretched out his hand and brushed away the leaves: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, the Song family has lifted a stone to shoot themselves in the foot this time." ”

Didn't they spoil Song Yue, Shu Ange wanted to know what the old witch would do in the face of her son who turned into a ghost.

The person who was grabbed by Song Yue's neck and inhaled yang qi kicked his legs with a wolf howling, frightened and incontinent.

When the others saw it, they couldn't save the fire, and they fled one by one, eager to put wings on their backs.

Master Song looked frightened, didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

Shu Ange snorted and pulled Chixiao's sleeves: "Husband, throw Song Yue to the old witch and the bad old man." ”

Although the people of the Song family are bad, their crimes are not to death, and the old witch and Master Song are the culprits who killed the original owner.

Chi Xiao snorted, carefully placed Shu Ange on the tree, turned into a sword shadow, and flew to Song Yue.

He tore Song Yue's soul off the little guy and threw him on Master Song.

"Ghost, master, young master is lying on your back."

After the subordinate shouted tremblingly, he pulled out his legs and ran.

Old Man Song's back was cold, Song Yue was so afraid of Chixiao that he didn't dare to move when he was caught.

After Chixiao let go, he hugged Master Song's shoulder with a cruel smile, blew cold air into his neck, and at the same time pinched his neck with his hand.

Old Man Song got goosebumps and roared: "Song Yue, I'm your father, let go, let go." ”

In the firelight, Song Yue let out a strange scream, and his miserable face was like a walking corpse.

Although Mrs. Song resented her husband, when she saw her son's soul entangled with him, she anxiously shouted: "Yue'er, that's your father, let go." Duan Yushu is in your room, you go to find her, go find her. ”

Hearing Duan Yushu's name, Song Yue's demonic eyes turned even redder, and he opened his mouth to bite Master Song's carotid artery, and the red blood rushed out.

Mrs. Song almost fainted in fright, and she didn't care about her husband anymore, and stumbled in the other direction.

The sound of cries, the sound of houses collapsing, the sound of the wind and the sound of fire were mixed together.

Shu Ange heard it clearly before, and when the old witch was crazy in Song Yue, she didn't forget to bring disaster to the east.

She casually broke off a branch and said to Chixiao, "Take me down." ”

Chixiao hugged a princess, hugged Shu Ange in her arms, and then flew down the tree.

"Let me go on my own."

Shu Ange moved his wrist and clenched the branch, and after Chixiao put her on the ground, he hid his figure, and his eyes followed her.

The Song family was in a mess, and Shu Ange's demeanor was more leisurely than leisurely progress, blocking the way of the old witch.

Seeing that she lowered her head and bent her waist, and rushed over regardless of it, Shu Ange stretched out his foot and tripped her.

Hearing only a bang, the old witch fell to the ground, and her five bodies fell to the ground.

She snorted twice, raised her head and scolded, "Which little brute who doesn't have long eyes trips Mrs. Ben." ”

Shu Ange burst out laughing, shook the branch, and smashed her head and face on the old witch's head.

With a "snap", the old witch held her head, and after seeing clearly where the person standing in the firelight was Duan Yushu, she shouted: "It's you, you fox spirit, you dare to beat me." Come on, come on, arrest Duan Yushu. ”

Let her shout burst her throat, the soldiers were in chaos, everyone just cared about running, no one looked here, but Song Yue's strange eyes drifted here.

When he saw Shu Ange, Song Yue sped up his blood-sucking speed.

The old witch struggled to get up, Shu Ange kicked over, raised her wrist and pulled it down again: "Isn't it very majestic and enjoyable to beat people, is it comfortable to be beaten?" ”

She used a lot of strength to pump it on the old witch, and she grinned in pain and hugged her head.

"How dare you hit me—"

The old witch was still stiff-mouthed at first, and after the branches rained down, she was left to cry and beg for mercy.

Shu Ange ignored it, the tragic appearance of the original owner before his death came to mind, and she whipped the old witch who was rolling on the ground hard.

No matter how much sympathy she has, it will not overflow to a person who harms an innocent woman.

Master Song gradually lost his voice, Song Yue threw him away like a rag, and rushed towards Shu Ange angrily.

After absorbing the yang energy of two or three more people and killing Old Man Song again, Song Yue felt that he had become stronger than ever.

At this time, he just wanted to break Duan Yushu's neck and let her go to the underworld to accompany him together.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Song Yue's laughter was terrifying, and he stretched out his claw-like palm and grabbed it towards Shu Ange Tianling Gai.

I saw a sword light, and suddenly slashed at Song Yue's claw, he roared wildly and took the claw back.

Mrs. Song was beaten by Shu Ange, and after noticing Song Yue's approach, she cried out: "My son, kill this fox spirit and kill her!" ”

Death is on the verge of death, and this old witch has not forgotten to pull someone on her back.

Shu Ange grinned and kicked the old witch in front of Song Yue.

The old witch screamed, and said in a panic: "Yue'er, I am your mother, and I am the mother who raised you." ”

How can a powerful ghost be rational at all, Song Yue was full of resentment in his heart, grabbed the old witch's shoulder, and directly put his fangs up.

The son who has been hurt for so many years is caught in his hand and his life hangs by a thread, and the old witch howls at the top of her throat: "Help, help!" ”