I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 773 A Wolf (47)

At this moment, Zhang Tong and Zhang Tong, who had just fled to a remote town, temporarily stayed in an inn. Xiu'er looked around the door and closed the door of the box. Zhang Tong couldn't wait to hug her up and said happily: "Xiu'er, We can finally be together."

The woman hooked his neck and allowed him to put herself on the bed. The man's breathing gradually became short of breath. When he was about to bend down, Xiu'er widened her beautiful eyes, as if she saw something extremely terrifying.

Zhang Tong's back was stiff. When he looked back, he was bumping into a pair of bottomless dark pupils. Jun flicked off the dust that didn't exist on his body, walked to the bed, looked at the calm woman and said, "Serve me." I’ve been around for ten years, but now I don’t recognize him?”

The last bit of luck in Xiu'er's heart was gone, her legs trembling, she lay limp on the bed, looking at her in horror: "You, aren't you dead?"

"Who said jumping off a cliff will kill you?"

"That... such a high cliff, you can't... still be alive, you are not her."

"If I wasn't her, why are you frightened?" She frowned slightly, her tone casual, as if admiring the struggle of ants.

Zhang Tong came back to his senses at this moment, and he also stared at Jun Qing with a look of astonishment, his reaction was the same as that of a woman, and he said in disbelief: "It's impossible for her to be alive, who are you?"

"Who am I? Guess."

Hearing what she said, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they admit that they are not, then they will have no grievances. Why be afraid of her, Zhang Tong is still confident in his fists.

It's a pity that Jun Qing interrupted his fantasy in an instant, his smile was weak and weird, and the words he uttered were even more life-threatening: "Borrowing the corpse to return the soul, using her body, I have to pay back her debt."

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet. Hearing this kind of words, people can't help but feel chills from the bottom of their hearts, especially the person who spoke has the same face as the dead person, and the person who has done something wrong, The easiest to generate fear.

Xiu'er immediately yelled in horror, but this box was equipped with a sound-proof barrier by Jun Qing, so it couldn't be heard at all.

Zhang Tong was still calm. He stared at the other party tightly, clenched the long sword in his hand, and said, "It's extremely absurd. You think ghosts and gods can convince us."

Jun lightly sneered: "It has nothing to do with me whether you believe it or not? You can stay here tonight."

She almost admired the struggle of the ants, so she lost her patience, stretched out her jade hand, and the two of them moved uncontrollably in front of her.

The two were horrified, their fear was extreme, Zhang Tong wanted to draw his sword, but found that he couldn't lift his hand at all, and the next moment, he died in the struggle, unable to make a sound.

Jun relaxed his hands, wiped his palms with a little disgust, and then threw out the corpse powder, leaving no traces of innocence.

She pushed open the door, lifted her foot down the stairs, and stepped into the night.

The clerk at the door of the store shrank suddenly, feeling something drifting by, he looked around, everything was as usual, he couldn't help knocking on his forehead, cheered up, and continued to look at the store.

When Jun Qing went back to the house again, to her surprise, her body was entangled by someone, and the young man was hanging on her body, a little fear appeared in her eyes that usually only knew about eating and drinking.

"What's wrong with you?" She hugged his knees and reported him to the bed: "Why didn't you sleep?"

He didn't speak, turned over and held her down, wrapping her tightly like an octopus.

"So proactive tonight." She teased, and with a little force, the two of them reversed their positions, and the boy didn't resist. He still held onto her and tried his best to get close to her, as if he was looking for a sense of security.

(End of this chapter)