Qing Wu returned to Kitano City in a rage.
That gloomy pretty face exuded a murderous aura that made the judge's pen tremble and he wanted to light some incense for Brother Yantai.
"Awu, what happened to Cangming has nothing to do with Brother Yantai, right?" Judge Bi Dang said, "Uncle Yan also said that although Cangming has had affairs with many girls from the God Clan, his body is still clean."
"If you don't like it, we can throw it into the Sanchuan River to wash it, and then we can still use it if we take it out."
Qing Wu rolled her eyes: "Do you think you are washing pig offal? Why don't you give him a few more pounds of spices to make it more flavorful and easier to eat?"
Judge Pen couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Can, can I?"
Qing Wu took out the judge's pen and wanted to pull out the stupid pen tip.
Suddenly, she turned her head to look towards the southern sky, and her figure moved strangely to the side, and a stream of light came towards her like an arrow.
Qing Wu raised two fingers and pinched the flowing light.
A pure white and spotless feather was held between her fingers. Qing Wu snorted and burned the feather. The next moment, the ashes of the burnt white feather floated in front of her eyes and formed a line of words.
——My uncle, please give me your hand, and my enemy, please come and pay your respects to me soon.
Qing Wu's face was gloomy.
The judge's pen also exploded: "Is this a message from Baiji? What uncle? Could he be Brother Yun Zheng?!"
"Did this crazy chicken kidnap Brother Yun Zheng?"
Qing Wu clenched her hands towards the void, as if she had pinched a certain silk thread. She rolled her eyes, snorted coldly, and the judge's pen turned into an ink knife in her hand.
"Very good. Before putting the stinky inkstone into the pot to cook, kill a chicken to make the soup!"
The central part of Dayong, Tianyang County.
The county magistrate's mansion was hung with white silk, and the people in the city found it strange and thought that someone in the county magistrate's family had died. When some people inquired about the matter, they found out something shocking.
It was not a funeral hall for a deceased person, but a wedding at the county magistrate's home.
This is strange, who would hang white cloth at a wedding?
The servants were busy with their work, and no one found it strange.
In the wedding room in the backyard, the man had a hairpin in his silver hair and was dressed in an extravagant feathered robe. The feathers on the robe were white sparrow feathers, as if covered with silver frost, and he was extremely handsome.
There was another women's auspices dress on the hanger next to it.
Mi Yan stroked the feather robe lovingly and said with emotion, "I embroidered these two sets of feather robes myself, stitch by stitch. The feathers on them are made from the most beautiful tail feathers on my body. I plucked one feather a year and almost plucked myself bald."
Yun Zheng sat aside, expressionless: "It turns out you are still a bald man, no wonder my sister doesn't like you."
Mi Yan smiled at him and said, "Brother-in-law, you really love to lie. Your brother-in-law is as beautiful as me, so don't be jealous."
After saying that, Mi Yan took out a mirror and stared at it in a daze again.
Yun Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed him as a lunatic.
He tried to break free from the magic that Mi Yan cast on him, but he was still unable to move. Yun Zheng lowered his eyes, a dark aura swirling in his eyes.
At this moment, Mi Yan suddenly uttered an "ah", looked outside, and smiled brightly.
“Here I come.”
Yun Zheng's mind moved.
The next moment.
An invisible pressure descended from the sky, and all the servants in the county magistrate's mansion fell to the ground unconscious.
A strong wind blew open the door, and the black soul-catching lock went straight towards Mi Yan.
He smiled and dodged, but his ankle suddenly tightened and a soul-binding chain silently wrapped around his ankle.
He uttered a cry and was immediately dragged out of the house.
Yun Zheng was extremely anxious and wanted to follow him out, but he was still unable to move.
After Mi Yan was dragged out of the house, she was faced with a black knife that was swirling with ghostly energy.
His body flipped sideways in mid-air to avoid the ink knife, and a few strands of his silver hair were cut off.
He fell to the ground on his side and hissed in pain.
When I looked up, I met a pair of cold eyes.
Qing Wu raised her hand and made a gesture, the Netherworld Lamp appeared, and endless Netherworld Fire surged and rushed towards him.
Mi Yan's smile froze on her face. She sighed helplessly and spread out her feathered robe to block the nether fire.
Qingwu pointed her toes and stretched out her hand holding the knife.
A hint of cunning flashed across Mi Yan's eyes, and the next moment, the ink knife hovered.
Yun Zheng, who was supposed to be in the room, inexplicably appeared in front of Mi Yan, like a meat shield.
The ink knife hovered above Yun Zheng's head, the nether fire dissipated, and the murderous intent in Qing Wu's eyes suddenly froze.
Yun Zheng stared blankly at the woman who came towards him with a knife to chop the fire, and then merged with the little figure in his memory.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and a myriad of emotions surged in his chest.
"Wuwu..."
Qing Wu's eyes moved slightly, she bit her lip, and moved her gaze from Yun Zheng's face to his back.
Behind her, Mi Yan smiled at her: "Don't hit me in front of my uncle."
Qing Wu's eyes turned cold again: "I should chop you to death in front of my elder brother."
"Oh my, my uncle, please help me. Your sister is bullying me again."
Mi Yan shamelessly leaned forward and put her chin on Yun Zheng's shoulder.
That shameless look made both the brother and sister look upset.
Yun Zheng couldn't move at all. Goose bumps appeared all over his body. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Wuwu, don't worry about me, just kill him."
"Brother, hold on, I'll chop him to death."
The brother and sister spoke almost at the same time, with a highly unanimous desire to kill the bird.
Mi Yan sighed, glanced at Yun Zheng, and said, "It's really too much, how could you treat your beautiful brother-in-law like this."
Yun Zheng: "Get lost——"
Mi Yan did not get angry but smiled instead. After seeing the iris seal appear between Qing Wu's eyebrows, he immediately raised his chin and pushed Yun Zheng towards Qing Wu.
Qing Wu caught Yun Zheng, and the Iris Seal disappeared.
Mi Yan let out a long breath and said with a smile: "It's just flirting, my friend, if you get serious, it will be over."
Just now, Qing Wu obviously wanted to take out the Ghost Seal of the Underworld to smash him to death.
"This is the human world. If you bring out your ghost seal, all living things will suffer." Mi Yan reminded.
Qing Wu untied the shackles on Yun Zheng, immediately protected her elder brother behind her, and stared at Mi Yan coldly:
"You chose this place and controlled so many mortals. Aren't you afraid that I will beat you to death? You know you are afraid, but you still dare to die. You are really tired of living."
"Yeah, I'm tired of you. I want to go to the underworld and be your ghost husband. Do you want to accept me?"
Without waiting for Qing Wu to answer, Mi Yan said: "I knew you wouldn't accept it. It doesn't matter. I have no shame. I can take the initiative."
Qing Wu rolled her eyes at him, but put away the ink knife and said to Yun Zheng, "Brother, wait for me outside."
Yun Zheng was worried and felt depressed.
I finally got to see my sister, but it was under such circumstances.
His inner dislike for Mi Yan reached its peak.
However, he knew that it was pointless for him to stay here and he would be a burden to his sister. It would be better for him to stay away from her so as not to restrict her.
After Yun Zheng left, Qing Wu stared at Mi Yan and said straight to the point:
"Why are you running to the human world and acting crazy?"
"My father-in-law has passed away, so naturally as his son-in-law, I have come to attend his funeral."
Qing Wu just sneered at first, but after hearing what he said, her smile disappeared and she stared at him expressionlessly.
Mi Yan stopped smiling, walked silently to her, pinched her ears, and squatted down.
"I said something wrong, you little bastard, go ahead and hit me, I won't fight back."
He raised his head and said flatteringly: "I'll let you slap my face, or I'll let you burn my hair, but don't burn it all, or I'll cry..."
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