Chapter 1283

Ji Rao stepped on the ghost's head, and his seven orifices shed more blood.

"I said, don't touch him. It seems that you are really impatient."

As soon as Ji Rao's voice fell, he forced his feet and ran over the ghost's head. The ghost screamed, but it turned into powder at Ji Rao's feet in an instant.

The ghost in red slowly dissipated in the air, accompanied by his gurgling black and red blood, as if it had never appeared.

Chu Xiu was still in shock. He looked up at Ji Rao and said, "thank you."

Ji Rao turned around and walked slowly to Chu Xiu.

I don't know if it's Chu Xiu's illusion. He always feels that Ji Rao's body seems to become more transparent. He looked at Ji Rao's tattered wedding dress. When he saw his new born arm, he was inexplicably relieved.

"Are you all right?"

Ji Rao pulled a corner of mouth, some dull, "I can have what matter." He quietly looked up at Chu Xiu, "you said, marry me."

Chu Xiu was not a man who didn't believe his words. Although he had to promise Ji Rao at the beginning, he would not go back on his words.

He endured the disgust in his heart, "ghost marriage?"

"No, I'm no different from ordinary people. I'm going to step into the door of your Chu family and get married with your righteous worship hall."

Chu Xiu's face was ugly. He closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and compromised.

"It's up to you to arrange my identity in front of your parents. The day will be after the 10th."

It's a good festival for ghosts in January.

Ji Rao gets close to Chu Xiu for a few minutes. Chu Xiu can feel the chill from him. Ji Rao himself is very cold, but he can't control his greed for the warmth that doesn't belong to him.

He opened his mouth gently, but hesitated.

Although a little Yang Qi doesn't affect anything, Chu Xiu's constitution is easy to attract ghosts after all. If he absorbs Yang Qi again, it will be bad for him in the future.

So Ji Rao just gently bent his lips, "tomorrow I will come to you."

Then he disappeared into the room.

Chu Xiu stared at the air for a long time, and finally sighed deeply.

……

Fang chunian came out of the shop. The things Ji Rao gave him, even if they were sold at a low price, were worth a lot of money. He took the money to buy a shop and open a factory. He knew that there would be a tough battle soon after the domestic turmoil, so he even thought of importing guns and cannons from abroad recently.

But guns are still not allowed. If he does these things, he has to do them in private.

Although it's dangerous, as long as you do it well, you won't get huge profits.

He was also a young master of a wealthy family. His vision was beyond the reach of ordinary people. As long as he was given an opportunity, he would seize it and drag it up slowly.

It was late at night when he came out after discussing with others. The coachman was waiting for him outside. When he saw him coming out, he immediately said with a smile, "boss Fang, will you go?"

Fang chunian listened to the address and looked at the smile on the driver's face when he looked at him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He is no longer the poor young master of the Fang family who lives in the courtyard and can't even afford to pay for his mother's treatment.

"Go."