Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2603 Murder in the Cemetery
Wu Song frowned when he heard that, he didn't expect Ximenqing to have such a great prestige in Yangguguan.

Wu Yong was not surprised. Huichuntang used the plague to win people's hearts.

Even if they knew that Ximen Qing had a problem, as long as there was no evidence, they would have nothing to do with Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing also recognized this, so he dared to come to the door, and he dared to report himself.

An Daoquan confidently raised his hand and said, "If Mr. Ximen has a way, then go to the back and try!"

Ximen Qing asked, "I don't know who this gentleman is?"

Wu Song introduced, "This is the doctor my family invited from the capital, and he was the last one to treat my brother!"

Ximen Qing nodded and said, "It turns out that I met a colleague, and the junior will be offended."

Although he walked over, he went to the back of the mourning hall and gave Wu Zhi, who had already put on his shroud, a pulse.

Wu Zhi's hands and feet were cold and hard, and there were even extra bloody corpse spots on his body, which was indeed the appearance of death.

Ximen Qing took out a Mouchen Bead, which was the family heirloom of their Ximen Qing.

Life and death can be confirmed, but if there is a little life, there will be a reaction when holding this bead.

He held it in Wu Zhi's hand, the bead was still gray and colorless.

The corners of Ximen Qing's mouth curled up, he took the beads, returned to the front hall, and said with a sad face, "Hey, I didn't expect Mr. Wu to be so sick. My family's rejuvenation technique is useless now."

The wealthy squires immediately comforted him a few times, telling him not to feel too guilty.

Ximen Qing lamented for a while pretending to be deeply saddened, and then bid farewell to everyone in the hall.

Before he left, he glanced at Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian didn't know why, but suddenly jumped violently twice, as if she had been poisoned, and beads of sweat appeared on her head when she woke up.

Wu Song personally sent Ximen Qing out, and when he got outside, he followed him to a place where no one was around.

Ximen Qing turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth at Wu Song and said, "Brother Wu, are you still going?"

Wu Song clenched his fists and said, "You know, the one kind of person I hate the most in my life is a villain with a human face and a beast's heart."

Ximen Qing laughed, "Why did the second brother Wu say that? I came here to pay homage to your eldest brother with good intentions. This is how your Wu family treats guests?"

Wu Song said bluntly, "How my elder brother died, you know it in your heart. Everyone is deceived by you, but I know everything. You and that dead bat wait, and when my elder brother's funeral is over, I will kill my enemies and fight for him. Revenge and revenge!"

Ximen Qing said calmly, "Although I don't know what you are talking about, I wish you success!"

He fanned himself and left proudly.

Wu Song's teeth itch in anger, and he really wants to go up and kill this villain right now.

For Wu Zhi's tomb, Longshou Mountain was chosen.

On the day of the funeral, the streets were crowded with people who came to see him off.

The Wu family carried the coffin, and Wu Song walked in the front with the ranks.

Pan Jinlian followed behind, crying because of the pear blossoms and the rain, so she could only walk with the help of the maid.

Along the way, paper money was scattered all over the ground.

The suona sounded for a long time, knowing that it was false, Wu Song couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

A seven-foot man couldn't help but also shed tears.

The number of people seeing off went to the mountain, and there were fewer and fewer people.

Only members of the Wu family came to the Wu family cemetery in Longshou Mountain. The mountain wind howled, making people unable to open their eyes.

A group of people carried the coffin and were about to go into the ground.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, and stepped on the top of the coffin.

The coffin shook with a bang and fell heavily to the ground.

The dozen or so members of the Wu clan who were carrying the coffin staggered suddenly, and all rolled to the ground.

All the filial sons around drew their long knives from their waists, and stared nervously at the man in black.

With a pair of huge wings on his back, this person swept across the crowd viciously, finally fixed on Wu Song and Pan Jinlian, and let out a long cry, "Children from the Wu family, grandpa came to settle accounts with you for destroying my magic weapon that day. "

"How dare you!"

The descendants of the Wu family scolded, and drew their swords to cut at him.

The wings on his body flickered, and a white mist suddenly rose up, covering these Wu family members inside.

Wu Yong hurriedly used a fan from behind, and a gust of wind was blown up to disperse the white mist.

However, more than a dozen members of the Wu family died.

They fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, their faces became pale, and they lost their breath after kicking their legs a few times.

Wu Song shouted angrily, "Bat spirit, don't you think you have done enough evil? Look at how many servants of the Wu family died because of you in this cemetery. You are so cruel, how can you be a fairy?"

The man in black is none other than the Lord of Hundred Plagues.

He stared at Wu Song, and laughed disdainfully, "How can I be a fairy, it's not up to you, a yellow-mouthed kid, to teach me a lesson."

He suddenly sacrificed a bloody knife in his hand, and slashed at the coffin under his feet.

With a pop, the coffin was split in half by the knife energy.

But there was nothing in it except some clothes.

The Lord of Hundred Plagues exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on?"

Wu Zhi came out from the crowd at this time, took the filial piety clothes on his body, held a longbow in his hand, stared at Baipang Demon Lord and shouted, "Wu Zhi is here!"

He raised his hand and pulled the arrow, and fired an arrow at the back of the Lord of Hundred Plagues.

With a bang, the sound of arrows whistling.

Someone jumped down from the treetops in the back, held a paper fan, bypassed the arrow feathers, and hid behind the Baipang Demon Lord, saying, "Surprise, what a big surprise. I didn't expect Mr. Wu to be so blessed." Fate is great, and you can come back from the dead!"

Wu Zhi stared at him and yelled, "Ximenqing, your wishful thinking is wrong. For your own selfishness, you found this demon to stir up plagues in Yangguguan, corpses are everywhere, and many people died because of their families. You are Even if you die a thousand times, you will not be able to repay the sins on your body!"

Ximen Qing laughed, "It seems that Mr. Wu already knows the purpose of me, so I don't need to explain it. Yes, I am the one who asked you to develop Longshou Mountain together. If you are not too brainy How did the matter develop to this point? All these souls in Yanggu Pass died because of you, President Wu!"

"You fart!"

Wu Song yelled, the golden dart in his hand was already grasped.

Ximen Qing shook his head and said, "You all acted in this scene to force me to come forward. My son will fulfill you, let you do the fake show for real!"

In the air, two white lights descended from the sky and landed in front of Ximen Qing together.

There is no trace of dirt on them.

All of them have the style of a fairy family. As soon as they come down, the atmosphere around them suddenly becomes tense.

Wu Zhi, Wu Song, and Wu Yong looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Ximen Qing invited two more experts to help out.

No wonder he was so bold and dared to come to the mausoleum to make trouble.

Ximen Qing stared at them as if staring at a group of dead people, and said with a sly smile, "No one present here today can leave. I will tell the common people when I get down the mountain. You were infected by the plague by General Wu. He died suddenly on the mountain on the spot. At that time, the common people will pray for you and see you off."

(End of this chapter)