The Little Xuan Xue Ancestor Descends the Mountain, Begging for a Fortune Reading in the Elite Circle

The eldest daughter of the Su family, stolen away for 18 years, has returned! She's actually a little Taoist priestess from the countryside who can divine fortunes and capture ghosts.

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Chapter 113 Su Muyao and Qi Minghao started fighting like dogs.

He paused, looking at their pale faces, and said, word by word:

"Tonight, neither of you will be sleeping in the cabin. You'll be right here in this grove, reflecting on your actions!"

"Ah?! No, Brother Yan!"

Su Muyao screamed in fright, tears welling up in her eyes:

"We really know we were wrong! Please, don't make us stay outside!"

"Exactly! Brother Yan, it's too dangerous outside!"

Qi Minghao panicked as well, his legs went weak when he recalled the terror of being chased by zombies.

It can be said that the Fourteenth Prince was determined.

He didn't even look at their pleading faces, turned around and left quickly.

"Brother Yan! Wait!" The two of them panicked and took off after him.

But Yan Shisi acted even faster.

He rushed to the door of the small house.

With a "bang".

He slammed the wooden door shut and bolted it from the inside.

The door panel nearly hit Su Muyao and Qi Minghao on the nose.

"Yan Shisi!"

Su Muyao pounded on the door, her voice trembling with tears.

Qi Minghao was so anxious that he started kicking the door:

"Open the door! Let us in!"

The door remained completely still.

There was absolutely no response from inside.

Oh no!

The two of them slid to the ground, their backs against the cold door panel, like deflated balloons.

The sky was completely dark.

The heavy darkness of night poured down like ink.

It swallowed up the entire forest.

The wind whistled through the leaves, making a strange, mournful sound, like something was crying.

The shadows of the trees stretched wildly in the pale moonlight.

Fear, like a cold snake, coiled around their hearts.

The fellow sufferers who were just pleading for leniency together.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with resentment.

"It's all your fault, Su Muyao!"

Qi Minghao suddenly stood up, pointed at Su Muyao's nose, and roared:

"If you hadn't been so greedy and insisted on prying open that coffin, would this have happened?!"

"Bullshit! Qi Minghao, you're the real culprit!"

Su Muyao also jumped up, not to be outdone:

"Who first discovered that dilapidated grave? Who said there must be valuables inside?"

"If you hadn't given me a hint during the day, would I have gone with you?!"