The phantom of Marshal Xi Chu who was caught by the witch priest felt the crisis of death.

"I... have some physical inconvenience now, otherwise I'll give you a pill after a different time?"

"I don't! You said you were willing to apologize! Are you lying to me again?"

"Unless you pierce me a few times, I will never forgive you!"

Wu Ji was excited again as he spoke, his hands became even stronger, and even Liu Chunan and others who were sitting next to him heard a clear cracking sound.

It was the sound of the bones of the Western Chu Marshal's rupture.

...I think you don't need to stab him anymore, sister, he will be pinched to death by you.

Liu Chunan tsk out and expressed his respect.

Seeing the pain that could be seen through the skeleton face of Marshal Xi Chu, Liu Chunan didn't know whether it was a relief or a pitiful person.

He glanced at Ma Qiongling beside him, and well... it would be better for his wife.

So finding a wife is very important, so don’t look for a illegitimate. (The above plot is processed by the author’s personal experience. Really, don’t look for a illegitimate... don’t)

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a pill... I'll give you a pill..."

The Marshal of Western Chu could only allow the witch sacrifice to slaughter on the chopping board.

If he doesn't cooperate, he will be pinched to death on the spot without having to get a needle.

It's really miserable.

"good!"

Wu Ji's face was flushed with excitement. She grabbed Marshal Xi Chu's skeleton head with her right hand, and pinched the silver needle with her index finger and thumb with her left hand, and stabbed Marshal Xi Chu's face bones hard.

Steady, accurate and ruthless!

It looks quite like Mama Rong on the banks of Daming Lake!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Marshal Xi Chu struggled wildly, just like an electric shock, and let out a scream with electronic music, which was quite a bit of Wu Yifan's essence.

"What do you owe me to pay for it~"

Wu Ji stabbed Marshal Xi Chu's face with a silver needle and pulled it down hard.

In this way, a crack appeared on the skeleton of Marshal Xi Chu.

"Hehe~ We'll be the same."

This is a scar on the soul. If Marshal Xi Chu returns to his body, cracks will appear on his face.

It's like a witch sacrifice.

Wu Ji stared at the crack in Marshal Xi Chu's face intoxicatedly, and covered his bright red face with a needle in his left hand, "So handsome, really masculine."

Sister, how did you see handsomeness and masculinity from the skeleton's face!!!

Liu Chunan, who cannot complain, is in great pain.

The horse's illness is so terrible.

"Okay...can be forgiven...I'm..."

Marshal Xi Chu was gasping for breath.

After this needle, it caused considerable damage to his soul.

"No, I have to do it a few more times."

"Hey???Two strokes??? Why???"

Marshal Xi Chu could no longer understand the logic of this witch sacrifice.

Isn't it done in a moment?

Still need it?

The two words that men fear the most are to listen to are still needed!

"I also need to prick your chest so that you can feel unfaithful."

As Wu Ji spoke, he stabbed the silver needle on the chest of Marshal Xi Chu.

Needle - Negative heart.

"And what, I'll prick your hand, because this hand hit me..."

The silver needle quickly pulled out from Marshal Xi Chu's chest and then stabbed it hard on Marshal Xi Chu's right hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Marshal Xi Chu howled, and the phantom of the skeleton had faded.

At the same time, the cracks on Wu Ji's face became bigger and bigger, as if he had received damage.

"You...the witch festival... are all...crazy people."

The dim figure of Marshal Xi Chu was like a TV with very poor resolution.

"Is that...I think it's normal."

Wu Ji shrugged and replied with a smile.

...When the scene in front of him changed from Qiong Yao's drama to a thriller drama, Liu Chunan swallowed hard.

Liu Chunan suddenly saw the sound of Qidao on Ma Qiongling floating up. He reached out to stop him and said, "There is no need to care about them, wife, let them bite the dog. Anyway, we can't attack the phantom of Marshal Xi Chu. This witch priest is not interested in us, just watch the show."

"No..." Ma Qiongling's face became serious, "I didn't control the sound of the director."

Eh???

That is to say!

Liu Chunan immediately reacted!

The cover of the Guidao's Literature suddenly opened, and the pages inside began to automatically turn without wind.

The phantom of a peerless beauty with a plump figure, charming face and deep purple eyeshadow on her eyes floated up from the sound of the guidance.

She wore a red gold-inlaid robe that was exactly the same as the Wushen, but her temperament was much more elegant and luxurious than the Wushen.

"Teacher...Master!"

Wu Ji looked at the phantom floating out of the sound of the devil in front of him, and tears fell in his eyes.

Marshal Xi Chu, who was tightly grasped by the Wu Ji, also shouted loudly with hatred: "Great Wu Ji!!!"

"So I said before...you're so stupid..."

The rich lady's red pink skeleton floating out of the sound of the guidance floated to Wu Ji and gently stroked Wu Ji's face.

"Master...I'm sorry...I said, weakening your strength is good for the world, good for sealing, and I will marry me...I'm...I'm poisoning..."

Facing the red pink skeleton, Wu Ji said in tears and choked.

"Well, I know, he's a mean guy."

The red pink skeleton glanced at the phantom of Marshal Xi Chu, and the phantom of Marshal Xi Chu immediately shouted in panic, "You can't kill me!!! If I die!!! Just seal it!!!"

boom!

"Ahhhhhhh! You idiot!!" The purple flames burned on the phantom of Marshal Xi Chu's skeleton, "Seal!!! The seal will be untied! This world will be destroyed!! You!!! You are the sinner!!!"

Marshal Xi Chu howled, and was burned into bones in the purple flames.

A gust of hot wind came, and the ashes were raised by nature.

The arrogant Marshal of Western Chu never expected that he would die in the hands of his own people in the end.

--If I had known... I wouldn't have come out of the secret... I'd be sloppy...

This is the last thought before Marshal Xi Chu died.

After the red and pink skeleton lit up the Western Chu Marshal, the phantom's color had almost faded.

She hugged Wu Ji, who was crying and crying, turned around and said to Liu Chunan, "You have kept your oath. The contract between us has been completed. My power is your property. This time, I will really farewell forever."

The crack on Wu Ji's face, held by the phantom of the red pink skeleton, suddenly made a light crack.

"So I said, your soul-popping needle is not yet accurate enough... there will be a backlash..."

The red pink skeleton looked at the crying Wu Ji in his arms and said sighing.

"It's okay, I'm satisfied to kill the man who lied to me anyway."

Click.
Chapter completed!