From the outside, the yard was completely covered by thick black air, but there were some faint lights like fireflies in the black air. Those faint lights flickered like little stars in the dark night sky.

Inside the black air, in the yard, Wei Fu sat steadily in the small circle she had drawn, without stopping. The words she read out emitted bright light in the darkness and scattered, sticking to the ghosts, protecting them from further darkening and being swallowed by the black air.

The black air could not hurt her. The small circle she had drawn before turned into a small world when the black air attacked, and directly protected Wei Fu inside like an oxygen mask. The black air violently collided with her small circle many times, but could not invade.

Seeing this, the prefect's wife, who had rushed over after being knocked away by Wei Fu, drew her peach wood sword and stabbed Wei Fu in the back with a fierce look in her eyes.

Wei Fu showed no mercy when he whipped her just now, and she was bleeding. She had never suffered such a great injustice in her life of more than thirty years!

The circle created by Wei Fu could protect her from being invaded by evil spirits, but it could not stop the wife of the prefect's peach wood sword. However, Wei Fu could not stop at this moment. If she stopped, those ghosts would all be swallowed up by the black air in an instant.

Just as the wife of the prefect was about to stab Wei Fu with her sword, the coffin lid came out of the small bag and slammed into the wife's abdomen, cursing, "Ugly old witch, die..."

He knocked the prefect's wife directly against the wall and got her stuck.

The coffin lid hit the magistrate's wife so hard that her butt was stuck into the wall, and her stomach acid was even knocked out.

She felt extremely humiliated and pulled herself out of the wall, holding her sword and angrily yelling, "Wei Fu~~~~, do you dare to fight me directly? Why are you using these little tricks to hurt people?"

Wei Fu seemed not to hear her words.

The coffin board cursed: "Oh, I've never seen anyone as shameless as you. You're the only one allowed to do things secretly, but others are not allowed to do the same?"

"You are so noble, so clean, so pure, and so respectable. When you collected the ghosts of the people in Chu City after they died, did you inform them in advance?"

"Of course not. You even lied to your own man and didn't dare to tell him the truth. Instead, you secretly turned him into a human pillar and pretended to be so noble."

"I just don't understand you guys. If you're a bad person, then you're a bad person. Why do you have to pretend to be good people?"

"Or do you actually know that being a bad person is wrong, so you pretend to be a good person even though you are obviously a bad person?"

"But if you want to pretend, then just pretend. Why do you have to throw dirty water on others? Do you think that if you say others are dirtier than you, you will appear clean?"

It was not known what the coffin board said that touched the prefect's wife's sore spot. She was furious and raised the peach wood sword to attack the coffin board. The coffin board dodged everywhere. After the prefect's wife chopped at it, she suddenly stopped attacking the coffin board and turned to chop at Wei Fu.

The coffin lid tried to stop them, but was firmly grasped by a pair of big hands transformed from the black mist.

It was so anxious that it jumped on the spot and screamed, "Be careful, be careful, the bad woman is coming!"

Wei Fu heard the sound of the coffin lid rattling and felt the approaching danger. His mouth and hands were busy with their own things. He continued to mutter to himself, but he took out his big hammer from his small pocket and threw it at the magistrate's wife.

The prefect's wife had been fooled twice, so she would naturally not be hurt by Wei Fu's sudden attack again. She slightly turned sideways to avoid the flying hammer.

Wei Fu grabbed another handful of talismans from his small bag and threw them out.

For a while, it was extremely lively around the magistrate's wife, with fire, rain, and explosions.

She was so angry that she went crazy: "How many things do you have left? Use them all at once!"

Wei Fu thought to himself: I’m not stupid. If I take it all out and use it all at once, what will I do next?

Moreover, even if she wanted to use up all the stuff in her pocket at once, she couldn't.

It's that rich.

The magistrate's wife knew that this was not a solution, so she took out a talisman and recited a few words.

The place where Wei Fu was sitting cross-legged suddenly exploded with a bang.

Long Yin cleared the human pillars for the prefect of Chucheng, and then saw a small black ball flying out from the black fog.

The little black ball was still cursing: "Ah, you bad woman, you are so sinister."

"Brother, come and help Fu'er. Fu'er can't handle it alone." Wei Fu was blown into the sky. After seeing Long Yin, he immediately asked for help.

Long Yin suppressed the swirling black mist with one hand, and flew over to catch Wei Fu who had exploded into a small black ball.

Wei Fu wiped his face and a dark aura emerged before he opened his mouth to speak: "Little brother, I'm going to beat that bad woman, you help me stabilize this side."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Long Yin to say anything, she nimbly dived into the yard shrouded in black fog.

She held up her mahogany sword and cursed, "Where have you been hiding, you bad woman? Get out here, or I'll tear you into pieces and strip your hair off."

"I'm going to turn you into a bald, ugly monster."

She couldn't speak before, but now that her mouth is finally free, she can't help but talk.

After blowing Wei Fu away, the prefect's wife, who was about to pursue the victory, disappeared into the black fog after seeing Long Yin.

At this moment, Wei Fu was shouting, and although she was furious, she didn't show it.

It’s hard to deal with Wei Fu alone, and now with Long Yin here, it’s even harder to deal with.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you just kill them both?"

Those green, inverted triangle eyes hovered over her shoulder: "We are not sure we can defeat Long Yin."

If the dragon prince can be killed at will, then he is not the dragon prince.

"You mean you are sure you can kill Wei Fu?"

Green Eyes said, "She is much weaker than Long Yin."

The prefect's wife said impatiently, "Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you kill him when you can, and keep him for the New Year?"

She had no hatred towards Long Yin and Wei Fu, but Wei Fu had hurt her twice, and she couldn't keep Wei Fu to show her incompetence.

The green-eyed man stretched out a finger in the darkness and tapped the magistrate's wife's brow: "I gave you strength, go..."

The moment the green eyes touched the brow of the prefect's wife, she felt a huge force surging into her body. At this moment, she suddenly had a power that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she appeared behind Wei Fu in a flash. Wei Fu turned around and raised his peach wood sword to chop.

However, she hit nothing but the air.

When she raised the peach wood sword, the prefect's wife disappeared.