But his head lowered, and Guixing pulled out the sword from his waist and pressed it against his throat.

Si Yucheng hugged Yan Qingyu in his arms and said word by word: "Is my wife your slave?"

The man's face was pale, "What?"

"This is my wife, the queen of the Ghost Realm. How dare you let her become your slave? How do you want to die?" Si Yucheng stared at the man, asking expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty, please spare me... The little one doesn't know that this is the queen, the little one really doesn't know..."

Yan Qingyu said coldly: "Don't say, the slave's clothes are so cool. Do you want to bring ten sets back to wear for you?"

Si Yucheng: "..."

"Come on, let me tear him apart, immediately!" Si Yucheng suddenly roared angrily as if he was stimulated. Even the trampling of the trampling could not relieve his current anger.

Is the slave's clothes really cool?

"Dig everyone's eyes for me!"

Damn it.

Before he could see it, he was seen by these ignorant men?

Si Yucheng suddenly became angry beyond Yan Qingyu's expectations. She looked at the man with a funny look and couldn't help but smile.

This sudden order made everyone kneel down and beg for mercy, and even Guixing hesitated because of this order.

There are thousands of spectators here, all of whom are going to poke their eyes?

There are many nobles among them...

"Didn't you hear me?" Si Yucheng ignored those begging for mercy and hugged Yan Qingyu with possessiveness. He had never seen those explicit clothes before, so why should these people see them?

"Acheng, are you too much like this? The audience is innocent..." Si Ying took a step forward, looking at Si Yucheng with some accusation, with a hint of gentle persuasion.

Si Yucheng looked at Si Ying, staring at Si Ying's wrist with a faint look, "You... also touched her."

Si Ying was shocked.

"I like this place very much, I like the ghost realm!" Yan Qingyu said softly when Si Yucheng lost control again, showing a beautiful and sincere smile at Si Yucheng, with excitement in her eyes, "I like the lifestyle here very much, so I spared them. Who should I ask for after killing them all at once?"

"You can play with your own Eight Shadows and your personal guards, and you can kill them!" Si Yucheng said seriously.

One of the Eight Shadows Ghost Star shuddered, turned around and touched his nose.

Is he also considered a random killer?

"But I like this place more!" Yan Qingyu said.

"Okay, then leave this place, come whenever you want, play whenever you want, it's your only ring!" Si Yucheng's words made everyone present relieved. They heard that Jun Shang had taken back his life.

"I'm tired." Yan Qingyu took the initiative to hold Si Yucheng's hand, "Go home?"

Home?

Si Yucheng's eyes moved, clasped her fingers tightly, bent down, and kissed her lips slightly, "Okay, let's go home!"

Si Jing rubbed his eyes as if he saw a monster. Who is this gentle man?

Who is it?

It's definitely not Si Yucheng!

He followed Si Yucheng back to the city lord's mansion like a tail. Until he brought Yan Qingyu to the hall, the tail still existed. Si Yucheng's eyes turned cold, "What are you looking at?"

Si Ying stared at Si Yucheng's ghostly smile, inexplicably shuddered, and pointed at Yan Qingyu: "She..."

"My wife!" Si Yucheng announced proudly.

"You are serious?" Si Ying widened her eyes, looked at Yan Qingyu straight, and took a quick step forward, and said in surprise: "Who are you?"

"Didn't I say my name is Wuming?"

"No, you are definitely not a human. If you can curse this beast, it is simply not a human. I grew up with him since I was a child. This guy has been paralyzed from the age of three, as fierce as a wolf... My biggest wish in my life is to curse this wolf, but I didn't succeed. Instead, I was occupied by this wolf's den. You are definitely not an ordinary person."

Si Ying's face was distorted when talking about his previous history of blood and tears.

Yan Qingyu became interested, "You have the same surname as Si Yucheng? Who are you from him?"

When Si Ying heard this, she immediately raised her head proudly, and said with long eyes and a head, "He is my younger brother!"

Yan Qingyu learned about Si Yucheng's life experience. Si Yucheng was originally the son of King Hao, but later he was adopted by the former monarch of the Ghost Realm as his adopted son and replaced it with the surname Si. So is Si Ying the righteous brother of Si Yucheng?

Pour a cup of tea and walked to Si Ying, "Brother, drink tea!"

Si Ying stood up in shock, pointed at Yan Qingyu and blocked her hands; "You, you, you...what did you call me?"

"My name is wrong?" Yan Qingyu frowned.

But Si Ying suddenly ran out wildly and screamed all the way: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Crazy?

Before Yan Qingyu handed out the tea in his hand, he turned around and looked at Si Yucheng with a cold face and asked a little aggrievedly; "He doesn't seem to like me."

"I don't have to pay attention to him, he is sick!" Si Yucheng's lips curled up with an unconcealable pleasure. Her elder brother said that she had truly accepted herself and wanted to integrate into his life with her own heart.

It turned out that his dream really came true.

Did it start a month ago?

The bitter meat scheme has worked, allowing her to see her heart.

Si Ying, who was running out wildly, ran away and swallowed again. His hair was messy and his eyes were slightly red. Behind him was a group of people, each holding a bunch of stealing things worthwhile.

He came to Yan Qingyu's front and coughed lightly: "Call it again... again?"

What?

Yan Qingyu didn't understand what the man was going crazy, so she subconsciously glanced at Si Yucheng.

Si Yucheng's voice was cold: "I don't drink the tea from my brother and sister, and I'll run away. Do you still have the face to come back?"

Si Ying's face was flushed and she grabbed her face, and said with a bitter face: "I... give all of this to you!"

A lot of valuable things were placed in front of Yan Qingyu. Si Ying looked at them with anticipation in her eyes, "Sister-in-law, what else do you want, just say it directly, I will pick all the stars in the sky for you."

Yan Qingyu looked at the man in shock. After a long time, she shouted softly, "Brother!"

"Oh!" Si Ying responded loudly, laughing wildly, "Si Yucheng, Si Yucheng, I can't hear you call a big brother, and the same goes for hearing your woman, hahahahahaha..."

Si Yucheng whispered to Yan: "..."

Yan Qingyu: This person is really sick!

Si Yucheng: Yes, I have said I am sick long ago!

Yan Qingyu doesn't hate Si Ying. To be precise, although this Si Ying's personality is elusive, she is not a bad person.

She picked up the cup of tea she had just poured and handed it over, "Drink tea!"

"Okay, okay, drink tea!" Si Ying hurriedly took the tea, as if she had thought of something, and took out a big red envelope in her arms and put it in Yan Qingyu's hand. She couldn't help but touch her head as if she was doting a young man.

Well, soft, exactly the same as that kid when he was a child, so cute!

However, Si Ying was a crazy devil who was so angry that both humans and gods were directly judged as sick by Si Yucheng.

When rubbing Yan Qingyu's head, Yan Qingyu was stunned.

Si Yucheng's pupils shrank, and the teacup in his hand hit directly. Si Ying quickly retracted his hand, smiled awkwardly at his superior Yucheng's cold gaze, and then stood up... and knocked down the table with a bang.

"What...when will we get married?" Si Ying murmured to herself, "I think the sooner the better. It's better to marry our Si family tomorrow. Well, just go to the church tonight..."

"roll!"

Si Yucheng rebuked her, saying that he wanted to give her a grand wedding openly, so he decided to go seven days later.

tonight?

What a joke!

Although he hoped so much.

"Okay, I'll leave, leave everything to me!" Si Ying left happily.

Yan Qingyu looked at the things that were placed randomly on the ground, including porcelain, gems, night pearls, martial arts and jade pendants... She looked at everything in front of her helplessly and looked up, "You big brother, seem to be pretty good."

"Apart from being brain-sick, I'm not considered a bad person!" Si Yucheng picked up the things scattered on the ground. "These are things the elders took out, so if they don't want them, they can exchange them for silver notes."

"Elder?"

"I am just an adopted son, and Si Ying is the legitimate heir. The elder does not accept this, so he can only find a way from Si Ying and let him take the initiative to fight." Si Yucheng was addicted to holding her hands, rubbing her hands, and couldn't let go of them.

"But he looks like he doesn't feel hatred to you!" Yan Qingyu said seriously.

"He is not interested in power. He only knows to anger me all day long. He is good to me except for his brain illness. No one in the ghost realm can believe it. He is trustworthy!" Si Yucheng thought about what happened when he was a child, and he showed a rare trace of tenderness.

"Your Majesty, everyone is here."

"Let's go!" Si Yucheng held Yan Qingyu's hand, "You can change your clothes and accompany me to a banquet."

“What banquet?”

"I am a rare return, of course it's a welcome banquet!" Si Yucheng raised his eyebrows mysteriously and did not give honest explanation.
To be continued...