Chapter 123

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"Tingting, don't worry, I will protect you." Qiusheng, Wencai, Wu Qizhe and Tingting all stand behind Jiushu.

Wencai doesn't come over. Tingting leans on Wu Qizhe's right side, while Qiusheng is standing next to Tingting, patting her chest at the moment.

Tingting gave him a white look and grasped Wu Qizhe's arm.

That pair of attachment, there is a kind of impulse to let Qiusheng tears.

Wuwuwu, how can you turn a blind eye to me.

Qiu Sheng looks at the two people who show love in front of him jealously and stares big eyes.

Wencai Snickers next to Tingting. He's totally dead hearted to Tingting, so he doesn't feel much touched. To him, his younger martial brother Qiusheng bumps into the muzzle of the gun and bumps into the wall.

It's really good to build your happiness on Qiusheng's pain and see Qiusheng come back with the same failure as yourself.

Next to him, Wu Qizhe feels Tingting's hand holding her arm slightly tight, so he pats the other party's little hand, indicating that the other party doesn't need to be nervous.

Tingting's face flashed a trace of tension, she knew that she was about to face her own pro grandfather, but the other party had already not recognized her, and even wanted to kill her, it was always sad to think of these.

With a faint smile in his eyes, Wu Qizhe's bright and shining eyes immediately brightened up. As long as elder brother Wu was there, she believed that all difficulties would be solved.

Can see, Tingting at the moment, not only not afraid, and even slightly happy!

If it wasn't for all these twists and turns, how could her relationship with Wu Qizhe develop by leaps and bounds in a short time!?

Night, gradually began to cool.

I don't know how long later, in the courtyard, a sudden wind.

The smell of cold, like freezing air, swept the whole courtyard in an instant. The glutinous rice scattered on the ground was blown away, and the branches and leaves of the trees fell to the ground from time to time.

Qiusheng and Wencai, standing on one side, shivered in an instant.

"It's cold." Tingting subconsciously hugs Wu Qizhe's arm.

Wu Qizhe's eyes move away from Tingting. It seems that it's not right. It's not like a zombie.

"The wind is blowing. Be careful Nine uncle also felt strange, voice reminds a way.

On the side of the road, the lawn was pressed down, as if something was moving on it, and it was completely flattened.

Uncle Jiu, with a peach sword in one hand and Sinan in the other hand, walked forward from behind the altar.

The cold wind was stronger than just now, with a piercing chill.

Red eight trigrams Sinan, the pointer is constantly shaking, pointing to all directions, for a time seems not to find the right route, nine uncle step by step, came to the middle of the courtyard.

Standing at the door, Wu Qizhe felt more and more cold.

incorrect!

Wu Qizhe pulls out his arm and pushes Tingting aside. He dodges sideways and breaks away from the spot instantly. Pop!

A strong wind of looting, across the space, directly hit the wooden window behind, making a tearing sound.

The spatter of sawdust, wood windows, opened a big gap.

The rotating pointer was set in the direction of the rupture of the wooden window. Uncle Jiu rushes over, and the wooden sword in his hand passes through Qiusheng, beating on a mass of air.

"Ah

A scream, accompanied by the sound of peach sword meeting the real object, a blue figure appeared in front of the public for the first time.

One, woman?

Or, to be more precise, female ghost!

Mature and charming face, big eyes, slightly cocked nose, slightly rounded chin, complexion is very white, more white than ordinary women, some of which are similar to morbid pale, but have a sad beauty.

You can't see the body wrapped in the big clothes, but just look at the face, you feel very attractive.

I didn't expect to be a beautiful ghost.

Qiusheng and Wencai see the appearance of the female ghost. They are stunned for a moment, and their hearts begin to ripple.

Xiaoyu!

When Wu Qizhe saw Xiaoyu's appearance, he recognized her.

It's just, what's she doing here, looking for herself?

Why hurt people.

At this time, Jiushu's peach wood sword has been patted on Xiaoyu's arm. The peach wood sword with Maoshan skill is the natural killer of ghosts. Xiaoyu is patted on the concrete floor and rolled several times. Her plain coat has been stained with dust.

The cuff of the arm has been broken.

Uncle Jiu, holding the peach wood sword, jumped up a few steps without mercy and had already rowed toward Xiaoyu's waist.

Xiaoyu can't escape. Her back is all concentrated by Uncle Jiu's peach wood sword. Her hands are on the concrete floor. She wants to get up, but she seems to have more heart than strength.

"Ah."

Screams, again,

There was a puff of white smoke on Xiaoyu's back.

The damage of the peach sword to the soul is not small.

Jiushu's peach wood sword is picked. Xiaoyu's whole body is turned over in the air, and then falls heavily on the ground. Then Jiushu's peach wood sword is interspersed with several runes, which directly stabs Xiaoyu's chest.

If you are stabbed, it will definitely cause the whole spirit body to suffer heavy damage. In a serious way, you may even be scared out of your wits.

As soon as Wu Qizhe's eyes were fixed, an invisible ripple had broken through the air.

In the air, the ripple directly hit the peach wood sword that was going to stab Xiaoyu. It was not too strong, but it just missed Jiu Shu's peach wood sword.

This sword, pierced empty.

When the sword failed, uncle Jiu subconsciously looked at Wu Qizhe. He didn't believe that the two disciples had the courage to stop him. Wu Qizhe didn't escape and didn't intend to hide. He went straight to Xiaoyu and looked at Jiushu.

"Don't hurt her, uncle nine."

"Brother Qizhe!" Tingting cried out worried.

Wu Qizhe looks at Tingting, indicating that the other party doesn't have to worry.

Xiaoyu holds the ground in her hands and looks at Wu Qizhe and Xiaoyu's face. Her eyes are filled with sorrow and sadness, and her face is extremely pale.

"What are you going to do? Don't tell her. She's a ghost!" Nine uncle stern warning way.

"I know." Wu Qizhe pushes away Jiu Shu, points to the tip of Xiaoyu's sword, squats down and holds Xiaoyu's hand.

The cold hand, without a trace of temperature, is colder than last night. Holding it in your hand is like holding a piece of Millennium ice. It's freezing to the bone.

Just like Xiaoyu's heart at the moment!

Very cold, in addition to cold, is cold.

Wu Qizhe lost consciousness in a short time when he grasped Xiaoyu's hand.

Wu Qizhe looked at Xiaoyu's miserable face and said, "I'll help you up."

"Why did you save me?"

Looking at Wu Qizhe holding his hand, the cold hand, she deliberately caused, but why not let go of each other.

Why did he hold it tightly? He didn't want to let it go.

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