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Chapter 287 The Demon in the Painting (3)

Xue Muyan didn't know that his life was hanging in a thread. He held a thick wooden stick and slapped the fire one by one.

Mu Changfeng and Xue Muyan were also quite friendly, so how could they bear to see her corpse appear on the spot? They immediately picked up a stone and threw it over, hitting the Red-Eyed Snake in the head without any bias.

The red-eyed snake was suddenly attacked successfully, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, obviously extremely angry. Fang Zhiqiang was also angry and stared at Mu Changfeng fiercely.

Xue Muyan jumped up like a rabbit and shouted, "Who is in the dark?"

The maids behind him pulled out their weapons to protect Xue Muyan. A Yue hesitated for a moment, ran to Xue Muyan and shouted: "Who is sneakily hiding in the dark, get out."

Seeing that everyone's attention was in his hiding place, Mu Changfeng didn't notice that the red-eyed snake that stood up again behind Xue Muyan immediately jumped out of the grass and threw another stone, hitting the red-eyed snake's abdomen.

The red-eyed snake was seriously injured and sneaked into the grass and returned to Fang Zhiqiang's purse.

Xue Muyan looked at Mu Changfeng blankly, and couldn't help but be surprised and happy. He said a lot of words in his heart, wanting to express the pain of longing, but he didn't know where to start.

Mu Changfeng pulled Fang Zhiliang, who was angry and embarrassed, and walked towards Xue Muyan with a smile, saying, "Miss Xue, I haven't seen you for several months, so I'm fine."

Xue Muyan's surprise was completely turned into unbelievable shock when she saw Fang Zhiliang. She had always been conceited by her beauty and did not believe that there would be a woman more beautiful than her in this world.

Fang Zhiliang's charming face made her ashamed and embarrassed, and made her realize that she was just a frog in the well before.

It turns out that there are really such beautiful women in the world that can make flowers lose their beauty, the bright moon lose its light, and other women have no courage to be jealous.

"Brother Mu, who is she?" Xue Muyan stared at Fang Zhiliang blankly and asked with courage.

Mu Changfeng looked at Fang Zhiliang with a smirk and said, "My wife."

As soon as this said, Xue Muyan was shocked and soon looked like a chick that fell from the nest, smashed to pieces and was seriously injured and about to die.

Fang Zhiqiang was very angry at first. When she saw Xue Muyan sad and lost, all the anger turned into the pleasure of revenge. She held Mu Changfeng's arm intimately and said with a smile: "Mr., it turns out you know each other."

Mu Changfeng wanted this kind of result and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have met Miss Xue."

A Yue looked at Fang Zhiliang's hair and said, "Are you husband and wife? Why is your wife dressed up as a girl?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "I don't like the dress of young women, can't it be?"

Mu Changfeng deliberately pinched Fang Zhiqiang's cheek and said, "I always advise you to comb the hairstyle of a young woman. You just don't listen, so you will misunderstand it."

A Yue said again: "Your wife is a ghost clan, right?"

Fang Zhiliang said: "Human and ghosts have been in love since ancient times. Are you so strange?

Xue Muyan was shocked, scared and incredible, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Mu, aren't you afraid of death after marrying the ghost clan?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I am afraid of death, and I am even more afraid of not being able to marry a wife."

Xue Muyan said anxiously: "You are a human race, how can you become a husband and wife with the ghost race? You are so young, even if you have a high level of cultivation, you will die from the ghost race's yin energy."

Fang Zhiliang chuckled and said, "He follows me whether he is alive or dead. Even if he goes to hell, he will chase me. He will follow me to the oil pan with him on the knife mountain, and he will not blink his eyebrows."

Mu Changfeng immediately added fuel to the fire, but was full of affection, "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals, and I have two clay men, one is you and the other is me, breaking Chonghe, you have me, I have you, go to the knife mountain together, and put them in the oil pan together."

Fang Zhiliang deliberately put her face on his shoulder, smiling and her eyebrows were blurred, "Bad people, you know that they are sweet and slick."

Xue Muyan couldn't bear the heartache and suddenly cried loudly. Tears were like springs, heartbroken.

Fang Zhiliang was so happy, just like eating a big iced watermelon during the dog days of summer, and she felt comfortable from the heart to the body.

Mu Changfeng secretly encouraged Xue Muyan, cry, senior sister deliberately watched you suffer, the sadder you cry, the more excited you are, the more you are, and your life will be temporarily saved.

Suddenly, Fang Ruier woke up quietly.

Xue Muyan was filled with anger and sadness and had nowhere to vent her. She walked to Fang Ruier in two steps in three steps, slapped her in the face, "Little demon, dare to harm my mother, I will suck your tendons and peel your skin."

Fang Ruier was beaten to the point of being shot, and was also aroused by her innate arrogance. She looked at Xue Muyan without fear and said angrily: "I have never seen you, and I don't know who your mother is. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Xue Muyan said: "You dare to pretend to be confused. You know what you have done."

Fang Ruier looked at Xue Muyan with a contemptuous expression, "The inexplicable confused insects are fed to the dog in their brains."

"You," Xue Muyan almost got angry and burst into tears. She raised her palm and was about to hit her again.
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