The Royal Princess Fox

"A ghost?" The prince looked startled, only feeling cold all over his body.

Suddenly he thought of her crazy look when he went to see Miss Qin's family, and the occasional cold light...

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Prince Wang murmured in despair, his body trembling while holding his head.

"Master, master, when you wake up, no one wants to kill you." Hu Zi looked at Prince Wang's loss of soul, and even shook his head to make him sober!

The prince was shaken to the point of throwing up, and finally woke up from his nightmare.

With a somewhat embarrassing cough, he raised his hand and said with a serious face: "My son is okay, I just want to be quiet. Go down first!"

Huzi wanted to say something, raised his hand, and finally walked out without saying anything, and closed the door easily.

The prince found nine portraits of women with different appearances from a pile of books. These were the portraits of his common room and concubines. In the end, he gave them some money in order to marry Miss Qin. out.

A chill in my heart, could it be the problem with these women?

And he often had nightmares at night, dreaming that a woman with a disheveled hair would always come to him and yell at him for grievances, and a baby crying, then...who would it be?

He must not sit and wait for death. He still has a good life. He has not married a wife and had children. He cannot live in fear every day. The yellow talisman in the bedroom doesn’t work anymore. Today, he has to go to Daoguang outside the county to find Huang Daochang. A spell that threatens to drive away ghosts.

He gathered up the nine portraits, stabilized his mind, and shouted out: "Tiger!"

"Master! What's the matter?" Huzi opened the door and walked over.

"Huzi, this young master has ordered you to do one thing. The nine concubines who were thrown out of the mansion will try their best to find their whereabouts for this young master!"

Huzi shook his body and wailed in his heart. Master, isn't it difficult for you to be strong?

...

An ordinary carriage slowly left the city, the carriage's curtain opened, and Ye Xingtong poked his head out, watching the people passing by and the scenery on the roadside with interest.

Wu Ye glanced at her, and said dullly: "Do you think I have no ability?"

"What do you say?" Ye Xingtong put down the car curtain and asked puzzledly.

Why does she think Wu Ye has no ability to abandon Wu Ye when she is a carriage?

"It's not far away, I can send you directly." Wu Ye suffocated and looked to the side.

"These are two different things, okay? I never despise you for having no ability!" Ye Xingtong couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then why are you riding in the carriage?" Wu Ye looked over.

Ye Xingtong said amusedly: "Doesn’t it appear that we are sincere to go by carriage? This time we go there to ask for the Zodiac, one is to get you medicine to restore your power, and what blood contract is there. Can't be resolved."

Then he glanced at Wu Ye and comforted him softly: "But I don’t think it can be solved. It is already extraordinary for him as a human being to understand some alchemy techniques, so what else can he have? So you should do it first. Be prepared so that you won’t get hit hard."

"..." Wu Ye.

Are you comforting or discouraging?

"It's up to me then, try him first to see if he has the ability, and then hit the side. If he really plays mystery, then we have to do something else." Ye Xingtong said, sitting down. On the mat on the horse, with his chin in his hand, his eyes were deep.

Taking apart the prepared baggage, some pastries and fruits were exposed, and he picked up a mung bean pastry directly to Wu Ye's mouth.

Wu Ye turned his head and wanted to refuse Ye Xingtong to feed him, but he made his face all over him, and some fluttered down, making him funny.

Ye Xingtong held back his laugh, and finally couldn't help but laughed while covering his mouth.

Wu Ye was so angry that he vomited blood, and suffocated two words: "Childish!"

"It's really a big tabby cat. I'm afraid you are hungry. Let you eat something to pad your stomach. We still have a long time to rush. Look at you, don't know what is good or bad, well, I don't care about you." Ye Xingtong After another two laughs, he stopped, and handed Wu Ye a packet of pastries, and kindly explained: "This is bought at the Yangji Pastry Shop, the most delicious in the county. There are several kinds, such as bean paste cake, mung bean cake, and osmanthus. Cakes, and some other flavors, are all delicious, you can try them."

Wu Ye took it with a black face, and no matter how wrong with Ye Xingtong, he couldn't fight against eating. He must now rely on eating human things to maintain normal cultivation.

"Don't be mad at me, you are so old." Ye Xingtong stretched out his hand to rub Wu Ye's ears, and instantly felt that his ears were too soft and felt so comfortable.

"Don't get too far!" Wu Ye knocked out Ye Xingtong's hand, glared at her viciously, and moved a little inside. He secretly decided to stay away from Ye Xingtong resolutely in the future.

"Hey, hey, don't be ungrateful! I bought you your things, and you just ignore me if you get the food?" Ye Xingtong exclaimed dissatisfiedly, and successfully caught Wu Ye's ear again. .

My heart is almost overwhelmed with joy, little fox, dare you continue fighting with your sister?

Bapo!

Wu Ye rolled his eyes and moved his fingers directly, and a red light flew towards Ye Xingtong.

Ye Xingtong felt that he couldn't move in an instant, only his eyes could move.

Turning his eyes downward, looking at his immobile body, he wanted to cry without tears.

It was as if their martial arts practitioners were held down, but if they knew the method, they could still use internal force to break through within a certain period of time, but Wu Ye's magic power was different! She couldn't get rid of herself.

The demon king, the supreme demon king, is really not easy to provoke, how could she forget this.

"Hey! Wu Ye, how can you treat your savior like this? You are ungrateful, you are a villain, you are crossing the river to tear down the bridge, you are too mean!" Ye Xingtong complained angrily.

The eyes slaughtered like a knife.

Wu Ye ate his own things casually, his eyes calm, as if he could not hear Ye Xingtong's voice.

"That's just a few sentences from you, you are too real, Wu Ye, quickly untie it for me, I heard that without you..."

"Wu Ye, you big bad guy, big bastard, you will bully girls, please let me go..."

Ye Xingtong shouted for a long time, and his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and when he shouted, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, still muttering in his mouth: "Bad guy...little boy..."

Wu Ye glanced at Ye Xingtong inexplicably, walked over softly, waved his hand casually, released the spell, and made her stand by the carriage.

With a movement of her hand, a thick sheepskin blanket appeared in her hand, gently covering her.

Then he sat back to his original position, his face sank, and shook his head in annoyance, only to realize that he had done so many things in the blink of an eye.