Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 237 Her heart is stagnant, and she can’t make waves anymore

  If it weren’t for Mu Qing once helped him protect the Lord, Chang Yuan would not approach him.

  He slept for too long, and the world after waking up was too boring.

  The master ignored him, and other evil spirits were afraid of him. Only Su Zijia could speak with him.

  Now he can't tell who this person is.

  Chang Yuan shook his head depressed: "The Mu Qing I know will not kill."

  Qin Ruan's voice is light and slow: "So sure?"

  "He is very clean. Any soul that has blood on his hands, whether in life or after death, can't escape my eyes."

  Chang Yuan looked at Su Zijia who was sitting on the ground embarrassedly.

   "Su Zijia, he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

  The name he called was Su Zijia, this is his attitude.

  Regardless of whether this person is Mu Qing or Su Zijia, he sees this person right, and the other person's name is just a title.

   "I really killed people!" Su Zijia collapsed.

  He stared at Qin Ruan with red eyes, his face was sincere, and he wanted to win her trust.

  Qin Ruan gently shook his head: "I can tell who the murderer is."

  Su Zijia's red eyes dimly: "You can't find her. I'm sorry for her. Let me pay for everything."

  Qin Ruan: "The matter between you has nothing to do with me. What I am looking for is a murderer. When you say that you enjoy killing, you watch the pain that they show when they die. Is that kind of enjoyment for you?

  Do you know that all the dead are fatal with one blow, and they did not endure much pain before they died? "

Qin Ruan couldn't let go of the death of the master driver.

  If you don’t solve Mu Qing today, I don’t know how many people she will kill next.

  It is her duty to harvest all the evil spirits in the world.

  Su Zijia slumped on the ground, unable to refute.

  Because people are indeed not murdered.

  He was completely desolate, and he no longer had the calm demeanor he had before.

  Su Zijia whispered: "Back when my family was poor, my parents wanted to sell one of me and my sister in order to survive, and used a lottery to decide who to sell. I didn't want to be sold and made a trick.

My father and mother used two paper **** with words and those without words to draw lots. When I caught the paper **** with words, they would be sold. I secretly opened the paper and tore off the corner of the paper **** without words. In the end, my sister was sold. And I stayed.

  If I hadn't done anything in the past, Qingqing would not have suffered so much. No matter what she did, I am his brother and let me pay it back. "

  Su Zijia was full of sorrow. If the puppet could cry, his tears would have covered his face.

  Qin Ruan looked indifferent, and his eyes were indifferent: "The entanglement between your brother and sister has nothing to do with me. I only need Mu Qing now."

  She has been in Xicheng since she was a child, and she has seen too many tragedies in the world.

  Her heart is already like a pool of stagnant water, and she can't make waves anymore.

   "If you don't tell me, I can figure out a way to find her."

  Qin Ruan walked up to Su Zijia and looked down at him condescendingly.

  "Since you and her are brothers and sisters, the entanglement imprinted on the soul is constantly cut off. What I will do next you may...feel a lot of pain, bear with me."

After all, it was to take care of Su Zijia's identity a hundred years ago, and Qin Ruan took the initiative to remind him.

  The next moment, she stretched out her hand on Su Zijia's Heavenly Spirit, and extracted his soul.

  The simplest and rude way to summon relatives with blood and soul.

   is just the pain suffered during this process, which is beyond the ordinary soul and body to bear.

   "Ah ah ah..."

  Su Zijia felt that the three souls and seven souls were controlled by one hand, and the heart-piercing pain swept through his body.

   "No need, I'm out!"

  Qin Ruan had grasped Su Zijia's soul in his hands, and before she could act, a pleasant voice rang in his ears.

  She looked back, familiar with the last picture.

  The woman is wearing a dark blue long dress, standing elegantly in the living room. The fabric wraps her perfect and graceful body, and the body is surrounded by a rotten and death breath.

  Her long hair is scattered, her blood-red eyes have no emotion, and her eyes are full of suffocating depression.

  The delicate face was pale, just like Su Zijia.

  The difference between the two is at the extremes of their aura.

  Su Zijia's breath is clean, and Mu Qing's body is filled with blood mist, carrying a rotten **** smell.

  That is the blood evil accumulated by killing countless people.

  Qin Ruan glanced coldly, his eyes filled with icy chills.

  The golden whip tied to Su Zijia's body consciously returned to Qin Ruan's hand.

   Holding a golden whip in her hand, she turned to face Mu Qing.

  Mu Qing's appearance made Chang Yuan perceive the danger for the first time.

  He subconsciously stood next to Xiao Yunchen, blocking his body and looking at Mu Qing.

  Lu Wenbin and Qiao Nanyuan also felt strong resentment from Mu Qing.

  The two looked at each other, quickly divided the labor, guarding Xiao Yunchen's side from left to right.

  Qin Ruan faces Mu Qing alone, with a solemn expression in his eyes.

  A puppet who has been dead for a hundred years, but now has the power close to the puppet king, she has to be cautious.

  Mu Qing glanced at Su Zijia, who was paralyzed on the ground, with the enchanting eyes of a hook.

   "Brother, you are really worthless, you are still so weak after so many years!"

  Su Zijia pressed her lips tightly and did not refute.

  Mu Qing got used to him and stopped talking to him.

  She played with her sharp nails, which were blood red and faintly glowing.

  Mu Qing's small mouth is slightly pursed, and some of her daughters act shyly.

  If she is a human being to make such small actions, perhaps she can still make people feel pity.

  Unfortunately, she is now a puppet, with a nondescript appearance, which is simply disgusting.

   Mu Qing's **** eyes floated on Qin Ruan's body, and the eye movements of the two brothers and sisters were almost similar.

  She tilted her head: "Are you a Taoist priest? Are you going to accept me?"

  Qin Ruan twisted his eyebrows, and couldn't say anything to the puppet in front of him. It was contrived and nauseous. In short, she didn't like the existence.

  She asked in a cold voice: "Why do you want to kill?"

   "Because of my face, without a living heart, my face will become ugly."

  Mu Qing grinned, his tone was naive and simple, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

  She heard this in everyone's ears, but it was creepy.

  In order to maintain the appearance, it is necessary to kill people and get fresh hearts.

  Sure enough, they are evil puppets, and they don’t do anything evil.

  Qin Ruan sighed softly: "I have nothing to say to you. I will personally send you to the underworld today. All the evils you have done before and after your death are recorded in the book of life and death. Go ahead and pay your debts."

  The golden whip in her hand dissipated, and she was about to summon the underworld evil spirits to come and seduce her soul.

  Mu Qing smiled disapprovingly: "You are just a Taoist priest who can't hurt me. Even if it's a bad guy, you can't help me."

  The attitude is really arrogant.

   "Oh?" Qin Ruan raised his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on his face again: "Why don't you try?"

  She was really curious, where could Mu Qing have such confidence.

  The smile on Mu Qing's face narrowed, and the blood-red eyes showed a deep cold light, and a strong evil spirit surged.

  Her blade-like nails bend like sharp claws, making an attacking posture.

  (End of this chapter)