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

If it wasn't for the fact that Mu Qing had helped him protect the master, Zhang Yuan would not have approached him.

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

The master ignored him, the other evil spirits feared him, and only Su Zijia could speak with him.

Now he couldn't tell who it was.

Zhang Yuan shook his head depressedly: "The Mu Qing I know can't kill people."

Qin Ruan said lightly, "So sure?"

"He is very clean. No matter whether it is alive or dead, any soul that has blood on its hands can't escape my eyes."

Zhang Yuan's gaze was on Su Zijia, who was sitting on the ground in embarrassment.

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

The name he called was Su Zijia, which was his attitude.

He doesn't care if this person is Mu Qing or Su Zijia, he is looking at this person, 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 and a sincere expression, trying to gain her trust.

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

Su Zijia's red eyes dimmed: "You can't find her, it's me who's sorry for her, let me pay for everything."

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

Then do you know that all the dead are one-shot fatalities, and they didn't suffer too much pain before they died? "

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

If Mu Qing is not dealt with today, it is unknown how many people she will kill in the future.

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

Su Zijia slumped on the ground, unable to refute.

Because it is true that people were not killed by him.

He was completely lost, and he no longer had the calmness he had before.

Su Zijia whispered, "Back then, my family was poor, and my parents wanted to sell one of my sisters and me to survive, and they used lots to decide who to sell. I didn't want to be sold off.

My parents used two paper balls with words and no words to draw lots. If I caught the paper ball with words, it would be sold. I secretly opened the note and tore off a corner of the paper ball without words. In the end, my sister was sold. And I stayed.

If I hadn't done anything, Qingqing wouldn't have suffered so much. No matter what she did, I'm his brother and let me pay it back. "

Su Zijia's face was full of grief, if Puppet could cry, his tears would have already covered his face.

Qin Ruan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were indifferent: "The entanglement between you two brothers and sisters has nothing to do with me, I only want 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 has long been like a pool of stagnant water, and it can no longer make waves.

"If you don't tell me, I can find 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 your soul is inexhaustible. What I'm going to do next may... It hurts, so bear with it."

After all, he took 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 and placed it on Su Zijia's Heavenly Spirit to extract his soul.

The simplest and most rude way to summon relatives with blood relatives and souls.

It's just that the pain that this process has endured is beyond the ability of ordinary souls to endure.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

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

"No, I'm out!"

Qin Ruan had already grasped Su Zijia's soul, and before she could act, a pleasant voice sounded in her ears.

She looked back and saw a familiar face.

The woman was wearing a dark blue long dress, standing elegantly in the living room, the fabric wrapped her perfect and graceful body, and the body was lingering with the smell of decay and death.

Her long hair was loose, her blood-red eyes were emotionless, and there was a suffocating depression in her eyes.

The delicate face was pale, exactly the same as Su Zijia.

The difference between the two is that they belong to two extremes in their aura.

Su Zijia's body was clean, and Mu Qing's body was filled with blood mist, carrying a rotten bloody smell.

That is the blood evil accumulated by killing countless people.

Qin Ruan swept his eyes coldly, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

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

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

The appearance of Mu Qing made Zhang Yuan feel the danger for the first time.

He subconsciously stood beside Xiao Yunchen, blocking his body and sight of Mu Qing.

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

The two looked at each other, quickly divided their work, and guarded Xiao Yunchen from the left and the right.

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

A Li 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 hooked eyes.

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

Su Zijia pursed her lips tightly and did not refute.

Mu Qing was used to him like this and stopped talking to him.

She played with her sharp-edged fingernails, which were blood red with a faint cold glow.

Mu Qing's small mouth pursed slightly, and her actions made her daughter shy.

If she is a human to make such a small action, maybe it will make people feel pity.

It's a pity that she is a puppet now, and her nondescript appearance is simply disgusting.

Mu Qing's bloody eyes fell lightly on Qin Ruan, and the eyes and 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 frowned. She couldn't say how much she felt about the female puppet in front of her.

She asked coldly, "Why do you want to kill?"

"Because of my face, if there is no living heart to maintain it, my face will become very ugly."

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

Her words were horrifying in the ears of everyone.

In order to maintain the appearance, it is necessary to kill people to get a fresh heart.

Sure enough, it's an evil puppet.

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

The golden whip in her hand dissipated, and she was ready to summon the underworld emissary to entice her soul.

Mu Qing smiled disapprovingly: "You're just a Taoist priest who can't hurt me, and even an evildoer can't help me."

The attitude is really arrogant.

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

She was curious, where did Mu Qing get such confidence.

The smile on Mu Qing's face subsided, and the blood-red eyes showed a cold light, and a strong evil spirit was surging.

Her blade-like nails are bent like claws in an attacking stance.